The man's long, straight legs were surprisingly attractive, lazily crossed over one another. His slender and beautiful fingers rested on the edge of the chair, exuding an air of nobility with just the simple posture he was in.
His upright body, his proud eyes and brows, his unparalleled facial features were exceptionally cold, with his eyes slightly sidelong as if he was listening to what Di Mingchen was saying.
His sexy lips occasionally opened lightly, cold and stunning.
Just sitting there, he was like the last emperor of the world, putting the three remarkable men next to him under immense pressure.
Di Mingchen asked him, "Third brother, are you really going to let Gu Qibao get away with her arrogance?"
The main thing was that Di Mingchen felt uncomfortable with this version of Di Mingjue, where was his arrogant and wildly overbearing younger brother?
Di Mingjue was silent, his handsome eyebrows slightly furrowed, and coldly voiced, "Today is a day of great joy."
