115 Chapter 115 he has a fiancee

After saying that, Di Junlin* snorted coldly. Lan Keqin did not see or hear anything from his sarcastic expression and tone.

Her mind was filled with the meaning of Di Junlin*'s words. Di Junlin had a fiancee, and she was the only daughter of the king of the Cass Empire.

Di Junlin had a fiancee. The word 'fiancee' was so harsh to the ear. All her senses seemed to be numb. There was only one sentence in her heart: Di Junlin has a fiancee, fiancee, fiancee...

She thought that when she left in the future, she would be very happy to see Di Junlin get married and have children. After all, shouldn't she be happy for the person she loved to be happy?

However, the words 'fiancee' were like a magic spell that surrounded her heart. It made it difficult for her to even breathe. It was also like a hammer that smashed her adoring heart into a bloody pulp.

Fiancee. He had a fiancee, and she... Wasn't she the most annoying mistress?

In an instant, Lan Keqin's heart was filled with mixed feelings. She felt extremely bitter in her heart. So he had a fiancee?

Lan Keqin lowered her eyes. The corners of her eyes gradually turned misty. A drop of clear tears silently fell on her chest. It turned out that after hearing such news, her heart was actually filled with heartache.

"What? You don't have anything to say? Do you have self-awareness?" The instant Old Master Di saw Lan Keqin's head, the sharp aura on his face didn't decrease in the slightest. Instead, it became even more intense. "It's best if you are self-aware. For a woman like you who has no education and no background, even if you came to the Di clan to be a servant, you wouldn't be qualified."

Old Master Di's words caused Lan Keqin, who had her head lowered, to blush from ear-to-ear. At times, her face was as pale as snow. She fiercely took a step back. If she didn't pretend to be calm... She was afraid that because of Old Master Di's words, she would collapse and fall to the cold ground.

'For a woman like you who has no talent and no morals, even if you came to the Di clan to be a servant, you wouldn't be qualified.' These words kept ringing in Lan Keqin's heart. Even if you were a servant, you wouldn't be qualified...

"So, you'd better agree to my conditions and leave Junlin."

Seeing that Lan Keqin had taken a step back, Grandfather Di took a step forward when he said this. The strong pressure made Lan Keqin's breathing quicken.

Lan Keqin was forced back by Grandfather Di. In the large hall of the villa, Grandfather Di directly forced Lan Keqin from the house to the entrance of the villa.

In these tens to hundreds of steps, it was as if she had crossed half of the world. She was a lonely and solitary woman who had left her hometown to work. She didn't have any background. She was just a little woman who was half a month away from turning 18. How could she withstand such a threat from Grandfather Di?

"I will not agree to your conditions."

Lan Keqin was forced to the entrance and almost fell because of the threshold. She quickly held onto the doorknob and suddenly raised her head to look at Grandfather Di. Even though she felt very uncomfortable and scared, she would not give in.

"Also, I have never thought of becoming the Young Madam of the Di clan. Please don't force this title on me. Your thoughts are your thoughts and I have my own thoughts. Unless Junlin wants me to leave, I will never leave him."

Lan Keqin took a deep breath and finished her sentence in one breath. She had made it clear that Grandfather Di was the grandfather of Di Junlin. If not, she wouldn't have suffered such humiliation for anything.

"Since you have never thought of becoming the Young Madam of the Di clan, then why are you not willing to accept my conditions and leave my grandson? Could it be that you like him? Is that why you aren't willing to leave?"

Grandfather Di frowned. At Lan Keqin's age, if money couldn't move her, then there was only one possibility, and that was because of love.

Lan Keqin's heart was pierced and she felt even more bitter. She liked Di Junlin and she had thought about continuing the contract with him, even for a lifetime. However, he was still someone who wanted to marry and she couldn't be that evil mistress. But now, she was already a mistress. Although she didn't know it, she was still a mistress. No matter what, she couldn't change the fact that she was a mistress.

"Yes, I like him. I like him very much. No, I don't think I like him, but that I love him. But don't worry, after my contract with him ends, I will leave him. Forever."

No one knew how much pain Lan Keqin felt when she said, "I will leave him forever." No matter how much she loved him, her heart would ache.

"Do you really like him? No, do you love him?''

Grandfather Di lowered his head and asked her in a low voice. The cold and harsh aura on his body also gradually lessened.

"Yes," she replied.

"Hmph! You like his money, right?" Grandfather Di snorted.

"No, even if he doesn't have any money. I would still love him now that he was penniless."

Lan Keqin answered simply. To her, love was love. It had nothing to do with money. If money was gone, she could still earn it. But if love was gone, how could she earn it back?

"I'm sorry. If you're fine with it, Keqin will go back first."

Lan Keqin said with a hoarse voice. There was only a little more than a week left. She didn't want Di Junlin to not be able to find her when he came back, and she didn't want to waste every minute with him, even if their time together was very little and very dull. But the feeling in her heart was sweet.

"I'll ask Zhang Jun to send you back."

Old Master Di didn't ask Lan Keqin nor did he make things difficult for her. He only wanted to see what kind of person the girl that Di Junlin liked was.

Why was Old Master Di so sure that Di Junlin liked Lan Keqin? In the end, it was because Di Junlin was obsessed with cleanliness. Ever since he was young, who had ever seen him with a woman? Instead, they were still living together. If he said that Di Junlin didn't like Lan Keqin, even a pig would know how to climb a tree...

"No need, thank you. I can go back myself."

She had the number of the chauffeur that Di Junlin had assigned to her. After leaving the villa, she could call him herself. Moreover, if she asked Di Junlin* to send someone to send her back, she would always think of those words that made her heart ache.

"As you wish."

After Di Junlin* finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the sofa in the living room. He continued to leisurely drink his tea and read the newspaper on the coffee table.

Lan Keqin didn't turn around to look at Di Junlin*. Instead, she dragged her heavy footsteps and her heart that had been stabbed until it was dripping with blood walked out of the Di family's villa step-by-step.