For the first time, Di San felt wronged, deeply wronged. He had barely tasted what he wanted, and now he had to wait for such a long time!
This was altogether too miserable.
Di San began to regret. If he had known it would end like this, he'd have worn protection. Could he still indulge in pleasurable encounters like before?
But what grew inside her belly was his son!
The outcome of his toil and effort, the child was undoubtedly his own. He repeated to himself thrice — he must not resent, must not resent, must not resent!
Although he told himself not to resent, Di San did harbour resentment deep within his heart.
This so-called son, the little creature, had complicated things for him...
Di San sank into gloomy thoughts again.
When Gu Qibao woke up, it was noon. Di Mingjue teased her for being a glutton, saying that even her waking time was perfectly timed for a meal.
