Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1936 - 1935: This Is Not Your Fault
At this moment, the ones feeling the most sorrow were Nangong Jin and Di Jinxuan.
Nangong Jin’s self-blame was overwhelming; he truly felt like strangling himself for the grave mistake he had made due to a moment of softness.
Just like Miao Wu back then!
Nangong Jin, you’ve done enough terrible things in this lifetime. The rare times you tried to be a good person, you ended up in such dire straits!!
Why is it so?
Is it because people are inherently confused, or is human nature innately evil?
Today was supposed to be his and Di Jinxuan’s wedding day, the happiness they’d waited so long for finally arriving, only to feel as if it could vanish at any moment.
He couldn’t imagine, if anything happened to Little Yimo and the others, how he and Di Jinxuan could go on, how they could face it at all?!
Such a beautiful wedding, such a joyful occasion, how could it have turned into this?
Nangong Jin’s stunning, charming eyes immediately turned blood-red as he looked at the anxious Di Family, filled with deep self-recrimination, and at the bewildered Di Jinxuan, feeling even more mortified.
If he could, he would rather Feng Rao shoot him, than implicate the Di Family, much less the woman he deeply loved with guilt, regret, remorse.
"Wife, I’m sorry!" Nangong Jin suddenly knelt down, his tall and slender figure seeming to collapse all at once.
Di Jinxuan was stunned.
"Big Brother, Third Brother, I’m sorry."
"Mom, I’m sorry."
Nangong Jin looked at Fang Hao with eyes full of regret, "It’s my fault, all my fault. If there’s any mishap, I’ll atone with my life!"
Nangong Jin choked up; he wasn’t bluffing. If an accident did happen, how many lives would be lost?
That was the son and daughter of Di Third Young Master, a child of Di Mingzhe, plus Di Mingchen, and even those guards!
The blood debt was too deep, too heavy!!!
"What does it have to do with you?" Di Jinxuan was the first to speak, pulling Nangong Jin up insistently, "This has nothing to do with you, Brother Jin!"
This matter itself indeed had nothing to do with Nangong Jin. Feng Rao had been driven away by him for so long without showing her face; she was almost forgotten, and her sudden appearance now was likely a long-planned scheme.
They are out in the open, she is hidden; it’s something no one could have foreseen. This cannot be blamed on anyone here.
It’s like when your wallet is stolen by a thief, you can’t blame yourself for not keeping it properly; you should know that as long as there are thieves, no matter how well you hide your wallet, it can still be stolen.
Di Mingjue stared at Nangong Jin, his eyes also a blood-red, but eventually he spoke, "Xuanxuan is right, it’s not your fault."
Di Mingjue’s voice was hoarse, extremely hoarse, yet remained as always, cold and resolute.
He, Di Third Young Master, has always been objective, speaking the truth without distortion!
Yet Nangong Jin was still heartbroken.
"Xiaojin." Di Mingzhe also suddenly spoke, his voice, like Di Mingjue’s, was hoarse as if it would crack, but he continued firmly, "What Third Brother and Xuanxuan said is right, this matter has nothing to do with you. You need not blame yourself. The ceremony is over, your marriage certificate has been obtained.
Di Jinxuan is now a member of the Nangong Family, and you are a relative of our Di Family. As one family, we should bear this together. Don’t put all the blame on yourself."
Nangong Jin’s eyes turned even redder; he never expected Di Mingjue and Di Mingzhe to be so understanding and not to place the blame on him.
