"Huh?" Nangong Rongyao was taken aback by the question. "Then what else do you want?"

“That doesn’t make sense.” Le Yao shook her head. “Whether it’s TV or novels, when parents are breaking up couples, they always throw out checks. The classic line is, ‘Leave my son, and this five million is yours.’ But why don’t you play by the rules, old man?”

Nangong Rongyao's lips twitched, then twitched again... He raised his hand and pressed it against his heart, feeling like he was about to have angina.

It took me a while to calm down, and I took a deep breath.

"You think you can leave him if I give you money?"

"Well..." Le Yao rubbed her nose, "Why don't you try giving it to me first?"

"You..." Nangong Rongyao was speechless with anger. He realized that this brat was just messing with him. "Hehe, don't try to be unreasonable. I'm his father, and he has to listen to me."

"That depends on whether I acknowledge you as my father." Just then, Nangong Jue walked over from the side and overheard Nangong Rongyao's words. He sneered and then reached out to grab Le Yao's hand. "Why are you standing here in the sun on such a hot day? Don't bother with unimportant people in the future."

"Okay." Le Yao nodded with a smile.

"Let's go back," Nangong Jue said, pulling Le Yao along.

"Nangong Jue, stop right there." Nangong Rongyao had come after finding out that Nangong Jue was not in Xiling City, but he did not expect him to come back. He originally intended not to have a direct confrontation with him, but seeing his attitude, he immediately got angry and got out of the car.

Nangong Jue turned to look at him.

"What kind of attitude is that?" Nangong Rongyao glared. "I'm your father."

"Are you worthy?" Nangong Jue scoffed. "Don't try to get my attention. I didn't hold it against you before, and I even helped out at the Nangong Group. I've already repaid you for that sperm of yours..."

Le Yao's lips twitched. That's a sharp tongue, but she liked it.

"You...you'll regret being with this woman."

"No, the fact that I have your blood in my veins is what I regret and find most disgusting. Unfortunately, I can't choose that. Or, I could change my surname..."

"you……"

"Nangong Rongyao, Alan is my bottom line." Nangong Jue walked up to Nangong Rongyao and lowered his voice slightly. "If you dare to touch her, don't blame me for being impolite." After saying that, he ignored Nangong Rongyao's ugly expression, grabbed Le Yao, and left.

"You unfilial son!" Nangong Rongyao stomped his feet in anger, but found himself powerless because he couldn't control him at all. In the end, he could only leave in frustration.

Le Yao got into the car with Nangong Jue, but looked puzzled: "Why would your scumbag father suddenly come to care about you?"

"You think this is concern?" Nangong Jue said with a sarcastic sneer.

“If it’s not concern, then it’s scheming. Could it be that someone has taken a liking to you? And this person’s status is quite high; at least the Nangong family needs to curry favor with them…” Le Yao speculated, stroking her chin. “Knowing you won’t listen to him, he’s starting with me…”

"What are you thinking?" Nangong Jue couldn't help but chuckle. "I only have one wife, and that's you, Han Binglan, Le Yao, understand? As for who they want to curry favor with... that's their business." He originally wanted to let them off the hook, but they insisted on causing trouble, so they should be prepared to face his wrath.