With the conversation reaching this point, Jiang Ziyu found it awkward to politely say anything.
Di Mingjue, standing nearby, was not as good-tempered.
"I have only one wife in this life, and that is her. Don't even think about anyone else."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Jianhan's finger reached his nose.
"Jianhan, what are you doing!" the old lady scolded. Her cane swept towards his arm.
The injury on his head had not yet healed. Any further action would further weaken the already strained father-son relationship.
Lu Sisi cheerfully stepped forward to pull Di Jianhan away, unhappy as she advised, "Uncle, please don't say anything more."
Her own son's happiness was irrelevant; Lu Sisi's unhappiness made Di Jianhan anxious.
He quickly lowered his stance and persuaded her kindly, "Don't cry, silly girl, I'm just thinking for your own good."
Jiang Ziyu watched their actions, feeling speechless. She cast a sympathetic glance at Di Mingjue and touched his arm, "I want to leave."
Her lips moved, but her voice was very soft.
Di Mingjue understood her meaning and moved forward first, acting as the leader.
Lu Sisi watched the two follow each other closely, filled with intense jealousy.
Back in the room, Jiang Ziyu stood up from the wheelchair as if released from prison. She took off her coat and collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.
She hadn't expected that being home would be more agonizing than being in the hospital!
"Don't take what he said to heart. I will not divorce you," Di Mingjue declared his sincere love.
Her swinging feet stopped. Jiang Ziyu, lying on the bed, stared blankly at the ceiling.
"A man's mouth is a deceiving mouth," this saying had been passed down since ancient times. No one was worth trusting except oneself.
Jiang Ziyu dismissed his words.
Di Mingjue came to the bedside and made another promise, "I won't let him humiliate you again like that."
Sensing that he was going to negotiate with Di Jianhan, Jiang Ziyu sat up, tilting her head back. "No need."
She hurriedly stopped him, "Since you have confidence, then you don't need to worry about what others will do or say. After all, the outcome depends on your own actions."
"I stand by my words, and I don't want you to be wronged," Di Mingjue's firm gaze carried a determined spirit.
He had always detested fickle people and those with loose morals in life. If he hadn't been on the brink of death back then, he wouldn't have asked someone to leave Qianqian for him. xxs1
Afterward, he had been searching for Qianqian's biological mother, believing that a lack of love initially was unimportant; through the child, they would become a normal family of three.
It was only after meeting Jiang Ziyu that he understood what love was. Gradually, he hoped that the three of them would genuinely care for each other, supporting each other as they moved forward.
Under his burning gaze, Jiang Ziyu was forced to shift her eyes. At this moment, Di Mingjue was like a relentless cannon, precisely hitting and occupying her heart.
"Where is Qianqian?"
Obvious topic shift, Di Mingjue, knowing it well, willingly played along. "Shen Lin has been taking care of her these past few days."
"Shen Lin?" Jiang Ziyu asked in surprise.
Hadn't she been brought back from Pete's?
Di Mingjue glanced at the time. "She should be back soon."
As he spoke, his phone rang.
Upon answering, Shen Lin's urgent voice came through.
"Mr. Di, something has happened!"
Jiang Ziyu excitedly got out of bed and rushed out of the room with stumbling steps. Di Mingjue behind her soothed her emotions.
Descending the stairs, they ignored the old lady's greeting and left the front hall together as if they couldn't hear her.
This action was another mark against them in Di Jianhan's eyes.
"Mom, look at this. Disrespecting elders. Mingjue has learned bad habits from her."
The old lady spoke to the butler, "Go see if something has happened."