Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 164 Please Don’t Leave

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Chapter 164: Chapter 164 Please Don’t Leave

He is inherently a very indifferent person. He never bothers to be nice to bystanders, to the people he doesn’t care about or want any interaction with; he speaks only with a plain ruthlessness that leaves one in despair.

Gu Qibao looked at Bo Chengxin without saying a single word. It was not the right occasion for her to speak, and besides, what more could she say after everything Mingjue has already pointed out?

Faced with Di Mingjue’s apathy, even the most resilient person, no matter how strong of heart, wouldn’t know what to say. He didn’t leave any room for maneuvering.

Seeing Bo Chengxin’s silence, he lazily raised an eyebrow, took out his wallet, extracted a wad of cash, and placed it by the bedside. With a face void of any expression, he said, "My wife mentioned buying you a fruit basket, but I think money is more practical."

Afterwards, he put away his wallet, glanced at Gu Qibao, put his arm around her waist, his cold demeanor faded, and he asked her, "Shall we go?"

"Mm-hmm." Gu Qibao nodded.

She had previously thought that Di Mingjue might have a long conversation with Bo Chengxin, but to her surprise, he dismissed her after just a few sentences.

Swift, accurate, ruthless, and absolutely cold, this was Mingjue’s style.

The third young master of the Di Family usually had an uncomplicated way of handling things. He was straightforward without any needless words.

Giving money to Bo Chengxin was his final act of humanity. I have said my piece, but as a final demonstration of human decency, I have made this gesture.

However, this gesture was absolutely ruthless, because matters that can be solved with money are never considered problems.

After all, who doesn’t know that the one thing Mingjue, the Young Master of the Di family, is not short of is money.

As for how the recipient views this money, that’s entirely up to their own interpretation.

Whether you think it’s kind or ruthless, it doesn’t concern him.

But under these circumstances, no one would consider this as an act of kindness, right? Most likely all would take it as naked contempt.

Or perhaps, there’s no emotion involved at all.

Even Bo Chengyan, who stood to the side, couldn’t help but acknowledge the efficacy, as not giving the slightest hint of hope is the wisest course of action when you don’t want to associate with someone.

Though it may seem ruthless, unkind, or even cold-blooded, it can’t be denied that this is the best approach, and a very masculine one.

Dragging things on and on is not the way of man, a lesson Di Mingjue impeccably teaches.

Ultimately, he is someone who never cares about others’ opinions of him.

The two turned around to leave while Bo Chengyan silently lowered his gaze.

But just as they were about to step out of the room, they heard a thud. It was the sound of a heavy object falling. Gu Qibao turned around instinctively, and Di Mingjue trailed.

Gu Qibao gasped in surprise. Bo Chengxin had actually fallen off the bed.

Di Mingjue furrowed his brows.

"Mingjue, don’t go, I beg you, don’t leave!" Bo Chengxin struggled on the ground, her paralyzed legs offered no strength in standing.

But she strenuously crawled towards them, tears streaming down her face, her eyes full of despair. With great pain and determination, she stretched out her hand, the hand wrapped with thick gauze, so striking.

She looked pitiful, so pitiful it made one’s heart sink.

Gu Qibao thought, if she were an outsider in this situation, she would feel pity for Bo Chengxin. After all, she was disabled.

However, at this moment, she didn’t know what she was feeling. Only that Bo Chengxin was too persistent.

Considering the merciless words Di Mingjue had said, anyone with a shred of self-esteem would have been discouraged and given up.

Yet she didn’t. She was still struggling desperately, trying hard to grasp onto something.

Bo Chengxin’s love was too persistent. This near psychotic persistence wasn’t pitiful but rather something that invoked fear, disgust.

In her pitiful state, she looked somewhat ferocious. Gu Qibao was even a little scared, and subconsciously moved closer to Di Mingjue.