"Don't worry, Peter is good with people and even better with his skills," Jiang Ziyu praised.
Their attitudes made Di Mingjue even more displeased. With a somber expression, he teased, "You two act like you've known each other since childhood!"
"It's quite a coincidence. The moment I saw Ziyu, I felt we had known each other for a long time. If she hadn't had someone with her then, I would have boldly pursued her. Perhaps she would be my wife now," Peter joked with a smile.
He had said this more than once before. He, Jiang Ziyu, and Mu Liangchen were considered an inseparable trio abroad. Peter knew exactly what Mu Liangchen felt for Jiang Ziyu.
To avoid forcing the issue and jeopardizing their friendship, he had always teased about his relationship with Jiang Ziyu through jest.
Now that the listener had changed, Di Mingjue did not have Mu Liangchen's easygoing attitude.
"Mr. Peter, it would be best to abandon that thought. After all, she is already married to me, and you have no chance," Di Mingjue said, flashing the ring on his finger once again.
Jiang Ziyu wanted to correct him, but she thought it might be good to make Peter give up on that idea. In fact, when they were abroad, she had been aware of Peter's feelings, but she had always pretended he was joking and brushed it off with a smile.
Things were different now. Peter seemed to be serious.
"People can divorce after marriage. I can wait," Peter continued to provoke him.
Trying to pick up the pieces later?
He wished!
Di Mingjue turned his wheelchair to face Jiang Ziyu, tugged her arm, and forcefully swapped their positions.
"Mr. Peter might not be aware of the situation domestically. It would be best not to say such things in China again. Otherwise, not everyone will treat you with such good temper."
"As the old saying goes, 'It's better to tear down ten temples than to ruin one marriage'? " Peter asked with a smile.
Di Mingjue realized that the person beside him was being deliberate. He lost his good temper and replied coldly, "You know that is enough!"
"However, you should cherish her well. Otherwise, I won't be the only one waiting," Peter hinted with a hidden meaning, offering a kind reminder.
These words coincidentally made Di Mingjue recall what he had heard when they first met.
Could it be that she had other men behind his back?
This thorn had lodged itself in Di Mingjue's heart. It couldn't be removed, nor could it be swallowed. This discomfort persisted until the end.
After walking a few steps, Peter returned to the hotel. Shen Lin was already waiting for them at the entrance of the restaurant. As soon as they emerged, they helped Di Mingjue into the car.
When they left, learning that Peter would be staying for a few more days, Di Mingjue could no longer hide his little scheme.
"Come back and live with us during this time. The old lady misses Qianqian."
"Let's wait until the weekend. Qianqian still has school."
Hearing her perfunctory response, Di Mingjue insisted, "It doesn't matter whether kindergarten is attended or not. The old lady hasn't seen her for a long time. I'm informing you in advance, so it won't be good if the old lady has to come find you herself."
Indeed, in the end, it was still the old lady who had the final say in the entire Di family. If she really came to find them in person, Di Mingjue would not be as accommodating.
"Alright," Jiang Ziyu agreed with a nod.
Satisfied, Di Mingjue commanded the driver, "Turn back to her residence."
"Aren't we going to the Di residence?" Jiang Ziyu asked, not understanding.
"To get some things," Di Mingjue replied.
There were plenty of clothes at the Di residence. She hadn't taken many when they left. Going back to pack now was truly unnecessary.
However, whatever he said, Jiang Ziyu had no intention of arguing with him.
After taking a detour, the two went to the kindergarten to pick up Qianqian. It was almost three in the afternoon when the three of them returned to the Di residence.
Seeing Qianqian after a long time, the old lady was overjoyed. She held her in her arms, kissing and caressing her.