Such heartfelt words in a sudden moment left Jiang Ziyu flustered, her eyes darting around, trying to avoid his gaze.
Di Mingjue reveled in her shy demeanor, and the more she seemed unable to handle such talk, the more he wanted to say, "You are my wife, and I will cherish you for a lifetime."
"Wait," Jiang Ziyu interrupted, glancing at Qianqian. She changed her approach and reminded him, "Don't forget about the contract."
Once the year passed, she would leave this place with Qianqian.
Di Mingjue's good mood instantly soured. Gritting his teeth, he questioned, "You remember it quite clearly!"
"Since you've brought it up, of course, I will adhere to it," Jiang Ziyu stated earnestly.
As soon as the contract expired, regardless of whether he provided the kidney for Yuze, she would leave the capital.
Di Mingjue angrily maneuvered his wheelchair, turned, and slammed the door shut.
Under the tremendous sound, Qianqian looked up blankly.
What was the sudden outburst about?
Jiang Ziyu also couldn't understand the source of Di Mingjue's anger. Was she wrong for adhering to the contract?
Shaking her head, she dismissed the thought from her mind.
Di Mingjue gazed dejectedly at the closed door, unable to help but complain, "She's truly a one-track mind!"
He had made his desire to live well with her so obvious, didn't she understand?
He wanted to turn back, but his inherent pride made him unwilling to stoop so low.
After struggling with himself, he decided to force Jiang Ziyu to bow to him.
When the time came, the family banquet began.
The entire family gathered around the long table, seating themselves according to seniority.
Qianqian was seated between Di Mingjue and Jiang Ziyu, while Di Dongsheng's family of three sat opposite them.
Ever since Jiang Feifei's incident, Zhao Yanxia had been preoccupied, focusing all her efforts on winning Di Dongsheng's heart. She even tried methods suggested by Wu Xuerou without hesitation.
"Today, we've gathered to welcome Jiancheng back from abroad, to both bid him a welcome and as our family banquet," the old lady said, sitting at the very front, looking at her descendants with satisfaction.
The Di family was considered a prominent clan, with descendants numbering in the hundreds.
Her third uncle, taking cues from the old lady, continued, "It's good that he's returned safely. It's time for him to put in some effort and do things for the company."
These words struck a chord with Di Jiancheng. He eagerly chimed in, "I will. I just don't know if Mingjue will be unwilling."
"The company is running smoothly and doesn't require your intervention. Rather, Uncle, now that you've finally returned to the country, you should enjoy life here," Di Mingjue skillfully deflected the conversation.
"Mingjue is right. You should stay home more and accompany me and your grandchildren. As a grandfather, you've lacked emotional connection with the children," the old lady said, glancing at Xiao Shan and Xiao Hai.
While her words seemed simple, they implicitly reminded him that his age meant he no longer needed to be involved in company affairs.
Di Jiancheng was displeased. He sneered and muttered to himself, "No wonder!"
Everyone heard him, but no one dared to respond.
Di Ruihe surveyed the scene, feigning deafness. "Dad, what did you just say? No wonder what?"
His hand under the table suddenly rose, and Di Jiancheng slammed it forcefully onto the tabletop. "No wonder no one is serving the Di Jue Group. Mingjue is wary of us at every turn, what is he afraid of?"
Having openly fallen out, his internal dissatisfaction poured out without restraint.
"Uncle, you worry too much," Di Mingjue calmly faced his interrogation.
They had always been at odds; how could they reconcile after living abroad for a few years?
Di Jiancheng sneered and pressed further, "Then why did you send Dongsheng abroad? Are you afraid he'll snatch your CEO position? Or are you wary of something else?"