"My Lord!" The guard lowered his head with a powerful clang, seeming a bit troubled.
"What does she mean by stopping the car?" Di Mingzhe asked, his icy voice sending chills to the guard.
"Miss Dan said she has a few words she'd like to say to you privately," the guard reported truthfully.
"I'm not interested in listening." Di Mingzhe diverted his gaze, looking ahead expressionlessly, his voice flat without any inflections, "Tell her, if she doesn't move within three minutes, she bears the consequences."
"Understood." The guard nodded but seemed a bit hesitant, "What if Miss Dan doesn't listen, my Lord?"
"Do I need to teach you? Do what needs to be done!" Di Mingzhe frowned slightly, clearly not pleased, impatiently raising his hand to check the time, "There's still two minutes. Hurry up, I'm rushing to the hospital."
"Yes!" The guard, now daring not to retort in the slightest, knew that Di Mingzhe was heading to the hospital because Di Xiaxia was about to give birth.
