Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 215: Actually, I’m Really Heartbroken

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Chapter 215: Chapter 215: Actually, I’m Really Heartbroken

Gu Qibao thought for a moment and replied with one word, "Uh-huh."

Di Mingchen sent a laughing emoticon and added, "You’re welcome, keep torturing him even more!"

Gu Qibao felt a lump in her throat, and couldn’t help but reply, "Actually, it hurts me too, Second Brother."

After replying, Gu Qibao turned off her phone and lay on the bed, lost in thought.

Actually, she really was heartbroken!

But she...

Would Mingjue not come over tonight?

She must have made him furious!

Go to sleep, Gu Qibao. This is all you can muster up in front of him.

Go to sleep. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

Meanwhile

Mingjue was lying in the guest room, deep in thought.

Was he taking the wrong approach?

He tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep, and finally he couldn’t restrain himself from reaching for his phone and poking at Nangong Jin’s contact, asking, "How do you reconcile with a woman who’s jealous?"

Nangong Jin, who was having a blast, was stunned when he received this message, then he burst into laughter and asked gossipingly, "Who? Gu Qibao?"

"Less crap, just tell me how to do it!" Mingjue responded grumpily.

Nangong Jin pondered for a while and replied, "Spank her until she’s no longer jealous."

Mingjue almost lost his temper reading this, angrily he sent back one word, "Scram!"

Then he blocked Nangong Jin straight away.

Nangong Jin waited for a long time without receiving a reply, he sent a puzzled message, "Is that method not okay?"

His phone displayed, "You are blocked by this user, to continue the conversation, please add as a friend again."

"Damn it!" Nangong Jin angrily threw his phone away.

Mingjue lay in bed feeling irritated, his wife was mad, his brother wasn’t helping, and he really felt like punching someone!

While he was brooding, Nangong Jin called him again. This time, he sounded much more serious, "Did you have a fight with Gu Qibao?"

"Hmm." Mingjue thought about it and decided to be honest.

"Did you hurt her?" Nangong Jin asked.

Mingjue didn’t answer.

Nangong Jin continued, "Did she hurt you?"

"Obviously." Mingjue was tempted to just hang up the phone.

Nangong Jin laughed upon hearing this, surprised that the Third Young Master of the Di Family was actually getting abused!

"Oh." Nangong Jin didn’t beat around the bush any more, asking, "What happened?"

"I hugged Di Xiaxia." Mingjue said, mentioning it gave him a headache.

Nangong Jin: "..."

"No wonder!" Nangong Jin exclaimed, "Gu Qibao is the kind of girl who would get extremely jealous!"

"Why so?" Mingjue asked, confused.

"Are you stupid?" Nangong Jin scorned him, "How old is she? Look at her. She’s like a blank canvas, newlywed, and in love with you, you’re her only one. So, of course, she would take you seriously. You hugging Di Xiaxia? Are you asking for trouble or what?"

"Really?" Mingjue was elated to hear this, but he was also feeling bad.

"Of course." Nangong Jin pouted, "You go and coax her slowly!"

"How?" Mingjue quickly asked. He was inexperienced when it came to comforting women, otherwise, why would he need to ask?

Nangong Jin couldn’t help but be amazed at the Young Master Di’s stupidity. Usually cunning as a fox, how come he’s so dense when it comes to love?

Nangong Jin said disdainfully, "What woman doesn’t like romance! Send flowers, send houses, send jewelry, kneel before the phone, computer, and durian, just keep badgering her until she’s willing to talk to you. There’s also one ultimate move!"

Di Mingjue: "What ultimate move?"

"Write a love letter!" Nangong Jin said.

Mingjue was silent, a love letter...

"Or can’t you do any of these?" Nangong Jin asked him.

"That’s not it." Mingjue coldly responded, he could do the sending of flowers, houses and jewelry, but he certainly couldn’t do the kneeling part.

As for badgering, wasn’t he doing just that now?

But she didn’t give him a hint of a positive response.

About writing a love letter!

His pen had not written anything other than exams and contracts...

As he thought about this, the third young master Di felt annoyed. With a mutter he said, "I got it."