Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1502: What is Called a True Princess

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Chapter 1502: Chapter 1502: What is Called a True Princess

"So serious?" Di Mingzhe furrowed his brows as well, pondering, "She didn’t say that to me. She only mentioned it was very serious. I think gathering us together might be to explain everything at once."

"Hmm." Di Mingjue nodded slightly. "She didn’t tell me anything either, but... could it be she had a falling-out with Nangong Jin?"

"Not likely, right?" Di Mingchen raised a question. "Last night they were totally enjoying themselves; how could they possibly have an argument today?"

"Wasn’t it Nangong Jin who said they’d be busy until noon or later?" Di Mingjue added. "Now it’s already past midday... could this be related to what Nangong Jin mentioned?"

"We’ll know everything once she gets here." Di Mingzhe finally said, "Let’s just wait patiently."

As he spoke, Di Mingzhe glanced at his watch. "It’ll be soon, just ten more minutes."

Di Xiaxia watched the three men’s serious expressions, feeling a bit uneasy herself. After all, these three brothers were undeniably protective of their little sister.

Although they didn’t often overly display gentleness or affection toward her, deep down inside, the three of them spoiled Di Jinxuan to the extreme.

For Di Jinxuan’s 20th birthday, each of them had given her extravagant gifts.

Di Mingzhe gifted her the development rights to a piece of land; Di Mingchen presented her with an exceptionally pure diamond; and Di Mingjue—more straightforward than the others—gave her 10% of his company’s shares. 𝑓𝓇𝘦ℯ𝘸𝘦𝑏𝓃𝑜𝘷ℯ𝑙.𝑐𝑜𝓂

In other words, as long as Di Mingjue’s company continued to operate, Di Jinxuan could count money while laying back, as easy as that.

If Di Jinxuan truly encountered any trouble, it’s hard to imagine how frantic the three would become.

To be honest, she was worried too!

Di Jinxuan was the youngest in the Di Family. Her life thus far had been filled with plenty—never lacking food or drink, and surrounded by the very best in everything.

Her personality was also incredibly likable—not spoiled, not pretentious, and inherently quite accomplished. Crucially, she hadn’t endured any real hardships, like a flower nurtured in a greenhouse.

The bond she shared with Di Jinxuan spanned 20 years—while not biologically related, their connection felt closer than that of birth sisters, which made her concern for Di Jinxuan equally intense.

Looking at the grave expressions on the three brothers, Di Xiaxia couldn’t help but offer thoughtfully, "I wonder if Xuanxuan has eaten yet. Should we prepare something for her?"

"Prepare something, just in case," Di Mingzhe turned his gaze toward Di Xiaxia. "Dear, please ask the kitchen to quickly make some food. What if she hasn’t eaten yet?"

"Alright, I’ll get to it right away." Di Xiaxia nodded and headed toward the kitchen, waddling slightly with her pregnant belly.

"I truly have no idea what’s going on." With Di Jinxuan still absent, Di Mingjue couldn’t help but grow impatient.

"Whatever it is, do you think there’s anything we can’t handle?" Di Mingchen turned to look at Di Mingjue, for the first time unleashing such audacious words.

He was usually the most reserved and composed of the three brothers, gentle in both temperament and personality. Boldness had always been Di Mingjue’s trademark behavior. Yet when it came to Di Jinxuan, even Di Mingchen revealed a hidden side of unrestrained confidence.

Di Mingjue nodded. Somehow, that statement sounded entirely reasonable.

Amid the tense anticipation, Di Jinxuan arrived at the Vice Presidential Residence.

For the first time, Xiaowu truly understood what it meant to be a real princess.

Di Mingzhe’s Vice Presidential Residence was heavily guarded, with rows of sentinels posted at the entrance.

Xiaowu was driving a car unfamiliar to them, so naturally, it was stopped at the gate.

Not only was it halted, but all security personnel raised their guns simultaneously, aiming directly at the vehicle. A guard armed with a pistol sprinted toward the car, made a hand gesture, and signaled Xiaowu to step out.