This made Di Xiaxia swallow back the words she was about to say.
He didn't want to talk to her?
When he withdrew his hand, did it mean he was repelling her?
Di Xiaxia didn't say anything. She just slowly closed her eyes, resolved to bring it up later.
Soon, the car arrived at the Vice Presidential Residence and drove straight in, stopping only when it reached the main entrance.
The butler rushed to open the door and respectfully welcomed the two.
"Sir," The butler bowed, "Miss Lingling is here to visit you. She has been waiting in the main hall for quite some time."
Miss Lingling? Di Xiaxia furrowed her brows and unconsciously glanced at Di Mingzhe.
Di Mingzhe also frowned but quickly relaxed, his voice calm and steady, he nodded, "I see. First, take Miss Xiaxia upstairs to rest, and arrange accommodations in the guest house on the right for her. She'll spend the night there tonight."
"Yes." The butler respectfully nodded.
