Chapter 2641: Making the Biggest Deal With the Smallest Capital

But he didn’t have the courage, nor any standing, to say even one word to Di Yimo.

See, that’s how pathetic she was—she couldn’t even find someone to vent to after being pissed off.

Going to talk to Di Yimo was basically asking to die, so she might as well wash up and go to sleep.

Worst case, she’d just pick out a hot guy another day to fix her mood.

On Nangong Xiao’s side, she’d been slapped with a strict death order; Di Yimo’s situation wasn’t much better either.

Di Yimo had just gotten home from school when Di Mingjue and Gu Qibao called him in for a talk.

Gu Qibao went straight for it and bluntly asked Di Yimo, “Son, be honest with Mommy—do you like Nangong Xiao?”

“Mommy, why are you asking that?” Di Yimo looked at Gu Qibao, still seeming perfectly calm.

“Here’s the thing.” Before Gu Qibao could speak, Di Mingjue opened his mouth first, “Your mommy and I talked it over. If you really like Nangong Xiao, we’re thinking of having a proper talk with the Nangong Family. Even though there’s a generation gap between you two, you could still count as childhood sweethearts. After all, the moment you were born you were designated as Nangong Xiao’s future husband.”

Hearing Di Mingjue’s words, Gu Qibao’s eyes went wide. At first she didn’t react, and when it finally sank in, she straight-up went, holy shit.

Damn, Third Young Master Di really was black-bellied—this routine ran deep!

But seriously, is it really okay to scheme your own son like this!

Gu Qibao hurriedly looked over at Di Yimo. Di Yimo was still ridiculously calm, unhurried, raising a noble-and-icy eyebrow. “Oh, yeah? There’s something this good?”

“Yeah.” Di Mingjue nodded and kept on scheming. “So, if you really have feelings for Nangong Xiao, if you like her, just tell us. That way we can talk to the Nangong Family in advance.”

“I don’t like her.” Di Yimo shook his head and denied it outright.

“Don’t like her?” Di Mingjue frowned, clearly not convinced. “For real?”

“Of course it’s real.” Di Yimo nodded, dead serious. “I really don’t like her.”

Di Mingjue, on the other hand, was thrown off and didn’t know how to continue.

“Even though I don’t like her, I think it’s fine if she tutors me a bit.” Di Yimo raised his brows at Di Mingjue. “Dad, you can talk to the Nangong Family for me. I want to ask Auntie to tutor me on Saturdays and Sundays. Oh, and Wushuang will be there too.”

Di Mingjue: “…”

Damn, this was absolutely a setup—one of those super deep, super deep routines!

So Di Mingjue looked completely suspicious and couldn’t help saying, “Di Yimo, quit trying to play your old man. With your IQ, you still need Nangong Xiao to tutor you?”

“I’m not Superman. Why wouldn’t I need tutoring?” Di Yimo stayed perfectly calm and unruffled.

“If you need tutoring you can hire a private tutor. Any level of teacher is fine.” Di Mingjue said, “Why does it have to be Nangong Xiao?”

“Having a teacher is boring.” Di Yimo pouted. “Nangong Xiao is way better, and it saves a chunk of money.”

Di Mingjue: “…”

Gu Qibao: “…”

Gu Qibao really wanted to roar: Di Yimo, are you seriously someone who’s short of that money?!

“Heh.” Di Mingjue snorted and cut straight to the chase. “Di Yimo, you still want to con me? Do you even realize you’ve already exposed yourself a mile wide?”

“Exposed myself how?” Di Yimo frowned, then looked at Di Mingjue. “Dad, wasn’t this what you taught me? Use the smallest capital to make the biggest profit.”

Di Mingjue: “…”