Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1440: No Worries, It’s a Trivial Matter

Nangong Jin frowned suspiciously, reached out, and directly hung up the phone. He had no interest in answering unknown numbers.

"Xiaojin, sit down quickly." Fang Hao greeted warmly again.

"Alright." Nangong Jin nodded and sat down with Di Jinxuan.

Fang Hao directly asked bluntly, "What about your wedding...?"

Before Fang Hao could finish her sentence, Nangong Jin’s phone rang again.

Nangong Jin took it out again, his brows furrowing once more. Still the same number.

"Whose call is it? Why don’t you answer?" Di Jinxuan leaned over.

"Don’t know, strange number." Nangong Jin replied, feeling a bit irked. The phone kept ringing with the unknown number, over and over, asking silently, will you answer it or not? 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Ultimately, Nangong Jin nodded slightly to Fang Hao, saying, "Aunt Fang, please wait a moment. I’ll take a call."

Fang Hao waved her hand, "No worries, no worries, go ahead."

"Mm." Nangong Jin nodded, habitually lighting a cigarette first.

"Hello..." he answered the phone, his voice low, with a faint trace of habitual vigilance.

A hoarse, aged voice came from the other end, "Jin Ye, I want to see you."

Nangong Jin’s eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, like a dangerous predator, taking a harsh drag from his cigarette.

This voice...

Sounded familiar.

But it shouldn’t be him.

"Who are you?"

Nangong Jin demanded, his voice somewhat tense, the cigarette in his long fingers burning halfway, ashes falling without cause.

Hearing his taut voice, Di Jinxuan couldn’t help turning her gaze toward him.

"Haha." The aged voice laughed, "Jin Ye, you’re truly a man of great forgetfulness. It’s been ten years—don’t you remember?"

It really was him.

Nangong Jin took a long drag from his cigarette, "What do you want from me?"

"Let’s talk face-to-face," the aged voice said. "There are things I need to discuss with you."

"I don’t think there’s anything left to discuss between us."

Nangong Jin tightened his grip on his phone, his voice shifting from its usual polished allure to a chilling depth, laced with menace.

"There is." The aged voice replied firmly. "I have a favor to ask of you. I’d like to meet and talk in detail. I’m in the capital. Let’s arrange a time."

A favor?

Nangong Jin raised an eyebrow, "I’m not interested in meddling in your affairs anymore."

"This time, you must." The aged voice stated decisively. "I can’t turn to anyone but you."

"This is how you beg for help?" Nangong Jin sneered coldly, mercilessly responding, "What if I say no?"

"You can refuse—I won’t even bother threatening you with poison. But your new flame by your side, such a tender and delicate young lady—I hear there was a proposal today." The aged voice still carried laughter, but now it was shadowed with an unmistakable menace.

Nangong Jin froze, his eyes darkening instantly, instinctively turning his face to look at Di Jinxuan.

Di Jinxuan was staring at him curiously, her exquisite face filled with confusion. Seeing him look at her, she blinked at him in puzzlement.

Nangong Jin withdrew his gaze, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said coldly, "You’ve been investigating me."

"Think whatever you’d like. Either way, this matter requires you. And don’t worry, it’s nothing like arson or murder. If you handle it successfully, I naturally wouldn’t touch her." The aged voice declared.

Nangong Jin’s brow furrowed more tightly, and he spoke without hesitation, "Time. Place."

"Tonight at eleven. I’ll send the address to your phone when the time comes."

Nangong Jin snorted coldly and said nothing more before hanging up the phone.

Seeing his icy expression, Di Jinxuan frowned and couldn’t help but ask, "What’s going on?"

Nangong Jin took a couple of seconds to calm down, turned his gaze to Di Jinxuan, and his lips curved up slightly. He dotingly stroked her head, "A small matter. Don’t worry."