Di Mingjue didn't respond, only narrowing his cold, deep eyes. After quite a while, he suddenly spoke, "I'm just wondering why I should marry you?"
This sentence frightened Gu Qibao.
Yet, he appeared to be genuinely pondering. He was actually seriously considering whether he married her because he was fond of Gu Qibao, or because of the child.
Gu Qibao still held Bo Chengyan within her heart, which bothered him.
In order to marry her, he had actually lowered his posture, something the third young master of the Di family had never done since birth.
And especially not for a woman!
He could confidently say that not even his own birth mother had ever seen him act so subserviently.
Who was this dejection for? Gu Qibao, this idiot!
She was still finding fault, ordering him around, viewing everything he had done, everything he had given as if it were cheap cabbage from a roadside stall, to be carelessly trampled on, ignored, and mocked.
