"If another woman wants to meet your husband, shouldn't you supervise the entire process?" Di Mingjue pinched her face, a hint of what seemed like embarrassment flashing across his cold face. "Besides, your husband wants you to accompany him."
Gu Qibao blinked. Was this Di Mingjue being whiny?
"Are you coming or not?" He pinched her face again, his domineering demeanor adding an embarrassed yet bolder touch to his whining.
"Fine, I'll go!" Gu Qibao decisively slammed the table, puffing up her little frame with righteous indignation, "I want to see which woman has the guts to flirt with my husband!"
Di Mingjue barely managed to hold back his laughter at her loud proclamation. This brazen girl!
She was acting all bravado now, but he wondered if she would crumble and hide in a corner later.
Seeing her pretend to be brave made him want to laugh.
