Because the room was very quiet, and the microphone on Le Yao's phone had a very good amplification effect, everyone could hear what Nangong Jue said.

So, after Le Yao hung up the phone, she was startled to find that there were eight eyes staring straight at her from the five people in the room: "You guys..."

"What's going on, Your Excellency?" Song Qiaoqiao asked with a gossipy look on her face.

"Has he rekindled his old flame with you?" Wang Xia asked, indulging in gossip.

"Sister Lan, what's going on?" Qian Meiqi's eyes widened. "Are you planning to get back together with him?"

Although Hongxia didn't say anything, her face was full of anticipation.

"Alright, stop gossiping." Le Yao rubbed her forehead. "When we got divorced, I promised my ex-husband that I would help him if he needed anything... Don't get the wrong idea, it was a very legitimate way of helping him."

"He threatened you?" Jojo narrowed her eyes.

"No, after all, he saved me twice." Le Yao sighed. "Without her, it's hard to say whether my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys would still be in my womb."

Everyone fell silent, because this was a true story.

“My family has been invited to the Nangong Group’s anniversary celebration, so don’t worry, your sisters are here.” Qiao Qiao patted Le Yao’s shoulder. “It’s a good opportunity to go to the capital for some fun, that’s my territory.”

"Then I'm relieved." Le Yao really felt much more at ease. Actually, she wasn't worried about being Nangong Jue's companion; she was worried about the Nangong family and the He family. They were all experts who could kill without shedding blood, and she was worried that she wouldn't be a match for them.

This year, October 1st falls on a Sunday, resulting in a seven-day holiday. The following Sunday will be a workday, but schools will remain closed, giving students an eight-day break.

The Nangong Group's anniversary dinner was on the evening of October 2nd, so Nangong Jue booked a flight for the afternoon of the 1st.

"Why should I go so early?" Le Yao protested. "Why don't you go back first, and I'll go by myself on the 2nd? As long as it doesn't interfere with the dinner." Qiao Qiao is going to the Jiang family to spend the day with her grandparents on the 1st, so she's going back on the 2nd. Le Yao wanted to go with her.

"Let's go there early and familiarize ourselves with the environment." Nangong Jue disagreed, "There are also dresses and jewelry. If any don't fit, there's still time to make alterations."

"But……"

"The ticket has already been issued, first class, and it's non-refundable."

Le Yao had no choice but to compromise.

So, on the first day of the holiday, Qiaoqiao went to the shop early in the morning to prepare enough pastries for the next two days, and then did a live broadcast. After that, Qiaoqiao went to the Jiang family, while Leyao got into Nangong Jue's car and went to the airport.

The original book describes Nangong Jue's travels as mostly by private jet, so Le Yao was somewhat surprised to see the men queuing to check in their luggage and go through security.

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" Nangong Jue turned around and glanced at Le Yao.

"No, it's just that I think, when you travel, shouldn't you be traveling by private jet? That would make you look much more prestigious, wouldn't it?"

“Hehe.” Nangong Jue laughed. “It’s National Day. There are air traffic control restrictions in the capital. Private routes are generally not approved. Moreover, the minimum cost for a single flight is 300,000 yuan, and it’s about 600,000 yuan to the capital. That’s much more expensive than first class.” He paused, his eyes becoming deep. “I’ll be supporting a wife and son in the future, so I have to be careful with my money.”