"That night, you were the one who took her away, weren't you?" Nangong Jue paused for a moment, then looked up at Fu Yun Shen, his gaze becoming somewhat deep.

“Yes.” Fu Yun Shen nodded. “She walked barefoot down the slope, and her feet were rubbed raw.”

Nangong Jue frowned slightly: "Don't you hate her the most?"

“My lord, what I dislike is the Han Binglan who used to be so capricious, but she is no longer the Han Binglan of the past.” Fu Yun Shen looked at Nangong Jue. “If you really don’t like her, then why not let her go? I can tell she’s not playing hard to get.” If she were really playing hard to get, she wouldn’t have kicked him so hard. You know, before, one look from Nangong Jue and that woman probably wouldn’t even be able to speak properly.

Nangong Jue's eyes narrowed slightly.

“I’ve been thinking about it these past few days, and actually she didn’t do anything really wrong. She just wanted you to love her.” Fu Yun Shen smiled. “Actually, Lord, don’t you bear any responsibility? If you really didn’t like her, even if she schemed against you, you were perfectly capable of refusing. But you still got married to her…” He paused, “As a friend and childhood buddy, I don’t want you to regret it. Think about it carefully.” After saying that, he picked up his things and left.

Nangong Jue sat in the study for a long time, Fu Yun Shen's words echoing in his mind. Although he didn't want to admit it, he couldn't deny that the woman held a place in his heart.

He despised and loathed her, but he had to admit that he never intended to keep her away.

perhaps……

Thinking of something, he picked up his phone and pulled up the video and message Hao Kai had sent him before. After watching it several times, he dialed Fang Ming's number directly: "Fang Ming, I accepted Jiaotong University's invitation."

Fang Ming was taken aback. Hadn't he been refusing all along? Why had he suddenly changed his mind? Could it be… never mind, he shouldn't try to guess what his boss was thinking: "Sir, which invitation will you accept?"

"There are several?"

"One invitation is for you to give a lecture at the school before the summer vacation, and the other is an invitation for you to be a visiting professor in the finance department, which requires you to teach regularly..."

"Visiting Professor," Nangong Jue said, and then hung up the phone.

Le Yao hadn't received a call from Han Guosheng these past few days, but she did receive a call from a living person.

That afternoon, after class, as Qiao Qiao and I walked out of the campus, we saw a black Mercedes-Benz parked in front of us. The window rolled down, and Han Guosheng looked at Le Yao with an impatient expression: "Get in the car."

Le Yao took a step back in alarm: "Who are you? You think you can just get on the bus like that? You're so old and you still dare to have designs on college students? Don't you know we live in a society governed by law? Believe me, I'll shut you down in a heartbeat!"

Han Guosheng's face darkened instantly. He opened the car door and got out: "You..."

Le Yao quickly took two steps back and hid behind Qiao Qiao: "What are you going to do? Are you going to get violent? President Qiao, you have to protect me."

Han Guosheng felt a little breathless and reached for his nitroglycerin pills, only to find he hadn't brought any. Damn it, this bitch is here to bring him down... No wonder Nangong Jue dislikes her. If Qian'er had married into the family, she would have won his heart long ago and helped the Han family rise to the top. However, on the other hand, his own Qian'er would never marry an illegitimate child. She must marry a legitimate son, the heir of the family.