Nangong Jue: ...

Can you please stop complaining, wife? The couple next to you have already turned around and glared at you twice. The girl was scared at first, but after what you said, she's not scared anymore.

"Tsk tsk, the more I look at it, the worse it gets. If I were to take the picture, it would definitely be better." Le Yao had no self-awareness at all, and even clicked her tongue twice in a serious manner.

Nangong Jue had no choice but to accept his fate. He glanced at the woman with the bright, piercing eyes, thinking that if he pretended to be scared and then snuggled into his wife's arms...

However, the thought of acting coquettishly gave him goosebumps. He could be thick-skinned and shameless, but not this shameless. So, he decided to give up.

So, I could only watch enviously as the boy in front of me happily embraced his girlfriend.

After the movie ended, Le Yao patted her hands, which were covered in popcorn crumbs: "I didn't expect you to like horror movies. But honestly, this one wasn't scary enough. Next time I'll recommend one that will make you scream like crazy..."

Nangong Jue: ...

He did want to scream, but not while watching a horror movie; he wanted... his wife to scream.

Well, now that he's finally my boyfriend, I can't go too far. If I scare him away, he'll have nowhere to cry.

Since the two of them watched the afternoon show, they went out for dinner afterward before returning to Longting.

“You can move here, or I can move there.” Standing at the villa’s entrance, Nangong Jue looked serious.

"What?" Le Yao frowned.

"We're a couple now, so shouldn't we live together?"

"What are you thinking?" Le Yao rolled her eyes. "Just started dating, and you want to move in together right away? Do you think I'm..."

"We're just living in the same villa, not in the same room," Nangong Jue hurriedly explained. "Besides, Sister Mei has left, and I'm worried about you living alone."

Le Yao breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this; she had thought…

"Look, you come to the room next to mine, but I'll go to the room next to yours?" Nangong Jue continued his attack.

"Whatever." Le Yao waved her hand and then went into her villa.

Nangong Jue was stunned for a moment, but then Aunt Bai suddenly came up from behind and nudged him: "Young Master, hurry up and go. What do you need? I'll bring it to you. You have to reserve a room first."

Nangong Jue suddenly realized, smiled at Aunt Bai, and then hurriedly followed Le Yao into the house.

Le Yao glanced at him but didn't chase him away. There were plenty of rooms in the house, so he could stay as he pleased. Anyway, she was going back to her hometown for the New Year the day after tomorrow.

The next morning, Le Yao was woken up by her cell phone ringing. It was the same old phone she had turned on to check messages, the one she had forgotten to turn off. It contained Han Binglan's number.

When I picked it up, I saw it was an unfamiliar number.

I didn't want to answer, but I was half asleep and accidentally pressed the answer button.

Immediately, a woman's shouting came from inside: "Han Binglan, you ruined my son! I'm telling you, I'm not finished with you..."

Le Yao snapped back to reality with a start: "Who are you?"

"Heh, you kicked my son's private parts and it's swollen, and you're acting like nothing happened?" Zhou Nianzhi was furious. If she weren't standing in the middle of it, she would have scratched Hua Leyao's face. "Let me tell you, if anything happens to my son, I'll make you pay tenfold..."

"So you're the second wife of the Nangong family," Le Yao smiled. "Have you asked your son why he was kicked?"