Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 158: You Can’t Despise, You Can’t Despise!

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.

Gu Qibao blushed under his ’thoughtful’ assistance in getting dressed and retorted fiercely, "I’m eating for two now!"

Di Mingjue felt melancholic, and retorted, "So, you two together can’t even do what one person does without falling asleep afterwards."

Gu Qibao didn’t understand at first, but when she did, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "Di Mingjue, you’re being so wicked! So dirty!"

This simply made her ears burn.

But Di San triumphantly raised an eyebrow, saying, "Isn’t it something I learnt from you?"

Seeing his proud look, Gu Qibao felt defeated, deeply feeling that her man was indeed a changed person!

...

Bo Chengyan returned to the hospital. He had put all the surgeries on hold for the day to take care of Bo Chengxin.

But now, standing at the foot of the hospital building, he found it hard to muster the will to go up.

After parking his car, he bought some things from the supermarket near the hospital entrance. As he passed by the counter, he halted his steps.

"Give me a pack of cigarettes, and a lighter." He reached into his pockets.

The girl behind the counter swiftly asked, "What type of cigarette do you want?"

Bo Chengyan frowned, placing a hundred yuan bill on the counter, "Just give me a random pack."

"Oh," The girl handed him the cigarette pack, "Do you smoke, Dr Bo?"

Bo Chengyan stiffened, replying indifferently, "No."

Then why was he smoking? The girl was left confused. As she was about to give him his change, she realised he had already left.

Bo Chengyan, instead of rushing up to see Bo Chengxin, squatted in a corner near the hospital’s entrance.

He opened the pack, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag. But the smoke choked him, causing him to cough repeatedly. He held his lit cigarette, frozen on the spot, as if turned into stone.

He felt deeply uncomfortable, a discomfort so profound it was ineffable.

He didn’t know why, but every time he thought of Gu Qibao’s face, he felt heartbroken.

The girl who once trembled in front of him, confessing her love, was now someone else’s, her face filled with smiles and sweetness.

She was a far cry from the trembling girl who had once confessed her love to him. What had he done?

He had bullied an innocent girl, a girl who used to love him, who had loved him!

But now, she greeted him with a stranger’s face, untouched by his kneeling and begging.

Did she hate him? Did she hate him for forcefully involving himself, allowing Bo Chengxin to wantonly bully her?

After that incident at the coffee shop, he did some serious thinking at home, and understood the entire situation.

That glass of wine was meant for him. She liked him, but didn’t dare confess. Nangong Ran had schemed behind the scenes.

He had been in a hurry to perform a major surgery at that time and had left without drinking the wine. Was it then drunk by Di Mingjue, leading to the current predicament?

He could not decipher the feelings he held for Gu Qibao, they were complex, multifaceted.