"Yes, so it's a girlfriend being introduced, not a wife." Nangong Jue shrugged innocently.

Nangong Lin's gaze fell on Le Yao's face, and then he looked her up and down, his eyes flashing.

Le Yao turned her head and looked over, only to meet Nangong Lin's lewd gaze, causing her to frown slightly.

However, Nangong Lin smiled at her.

Le Yao silently withdrew her gaze. She really disliked this thing. Should she ask Tao Qing to find an opportunity to put a sack over his head and beat him up?

Hmm, that's a good idea.

Nangong Rongyao was very dissatisfied with Nangong Jue's words, and his eyes sharpened.

"Father, are we back for a family dinner today? If so, can we start eating now? It's getting late." Nangong Jue ignored the other's dissatisfaction and asked in confusion, "If we don't need a family dinner, then we should go out to eat. After all... we're all hungry."

Nangong Rongyao was about to get angry, but Wen Jia held him back. Then he glanced at everyone and said, "Let's eat then." He then called everyone to head to the dining room.

As Nangong Lin walked toward the restaurant, he deliberately brushed against Le Yao's side.

To match this outfit, Le Yao specially wore a pair of stiletto sandals today. The six-centimeter heels were like nails, so she stepped into them.

"Ah!" A scream suddenly rang out.

The people in front were all startled.

"Ah Lin, what's wrong?" Zhou Nianzhi rushed back to check on her son. "Where do you feel unwell?"

Nangong Lin had already squatted down. Just now, it felt like his instep had been pierced through. However... when he looked up at Le Yao, he found her looking at him with a half-smile. He immediately swallowed the words of accusation he wanted to say: "It's nothing. I just twisted my ankle by accident."

"Is it serious? Should we call a doctor?" Nangong Jue spoke first. "A sprained ankle can be a minor or major issue; it could even lead to a limp."

Nangong Lin forced a smile and said, "Thank you for your concern, Second Cousin. I... I'm fine!" He then stood up, stretched his ankles, and limped to the restaurant.

Of course, he didn't forget to glare at Le Yao.

Le Yao blinked in confusion and tugged at Nangong Jue's sleeve: "Lord Jue, why is he glaring at me? I don't know him."

Nangong Jue turned around and glanced at Nangong Lin: "I guess it's because you're pretty. Let's go eat, I'm hungry."

Le Yao said nothing more.

Nangong Lin almost lost his composure. If it weren't for the presence of his elders, he would have really gone up and killed the two adulterers.

Dinner was very plentiful.

However, because of what just happened, no one was in the mood to eat. They could only take a couple of bites before they couldn't eat anymore, but they still maintained a facade of elegance.

However, Le Yao was in a good mood. These people had nothing to do with her, or if they were related, it was to Han Binglan. Especially since she had just dealt with that spoiled brat, leaving him speechless with bitterness. So she ate happily, and for some dishes that she couldn't reach, she simply asked Nangong Jue to change them for her.

Seeing that changing the dishes was a bit of a hassle, and since he had long arms, Nangong Jue decided to take charge of serving the dishes.

Le Yao initially wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, she realized it wasn't necessary, so she accepted it readily.

One eats while the other holds the food; it's quite harmonious.

The others watched them eat with varying expressions.