Nangong Jue finally breathed a sigh of relief, only then realizing that his back was sweating from nervousness.

"What did my mom say to you?" Le Yao quickly ran back.

"Alan, I really envy you. Both of your mothers are so good..." Nangong Jue said from the bottom of his heart, both willing to do anything for their daughters.

And his mother...

"You idiot, they're your mothers too." Le Yao ruffled Nangong Jue's hair and then realized that his hair was really thick, soft, and felt nice to the touch.

“Yes, she’s my mom too.” Nangong Jue nodded, immediately pleased.

“Um…” Le Yao suddenly hesitated for a moment, “What exactly did my mother say to you that made you so emotional?”

"She's lecturing me, telling me to behave myself for your sake from now on, otherwise she'll beat me." Nangong Jue rested his head on Le Yao's shoulder. "If I dare to get hurt again, I'll make you remarry."

Le Yao laughed; this was something her mother would say.

"A-Jue." Just then, He Rong's voice came from outside the ward, "A-Jue, how are you? It's your mother..."

It was Nangong Jue's biological mother's voice.

Nangong Jue's face immediately darkened.

Le Yao patted Nangong Jue on the shoulder, then got up and walked out. There was no other way; without them, the bodyguards wouldn't let anyone in.

Upon seeing Le Yao, He Rong hurriedly pushed aside the two bodyguards and asked, "Han Binglan, is my son alright?"

Le Yao frowned: "A-Jue is injured and has undergone surgery, so he needs to rest. If you keep shouting, something bad will definitely happen."

"I'm not going to yell anymore, let me go in and see him." He Rong suppressed her anger; she was truly a failure as a mother, everyone could give her a hard time.

"Come in." Le Yao nodded and opened the door to the ward.

"Ah Jue, what's wrong with you? You scared me to death..." He Rong rushed to the bedside as soon as she entered the room. "You..." However, Nangong Jue's cold gaze made her outstretched hand stop.

"I'm fine." Nangong Jue looked at He Rong. "It was just a car accident, nothing serious."

"But……"

"Go back now," Nangong Jue waved his hand.

“I’m your mother, I’ll stay and take care of you.” He Rong refused to leave.

Are you good at taking care of people?

“I can learn,” He Rong said confidently. “Really, you can’t just leave Alan here, can you? That will exhaust her. I’ll take turns with her.”

Nangong Jue looked at Le Yao.

Le Yao shrugged. "It's up to you."

"Need not."

“Yes, I will.” He Rong immediately took off his coat. “I’ll help you scrub your back…”

Le Yao: ...

Your son can move on his own, why would he need you to scrub his back?

“I can take a shower by myself.” Nangong Jue sighed helplessly.

"What can I do?"

"Nothing is needed."

"Oh." He Rong could only give an awkward smile.

“Then I…” Le Yao pointed outside, “I’ll go back and prepare something for you to eat.”

Nangong Jue frowned, but after a moment of silence, he nodded: "Okay, I want to eat braised pork."

Le Yao nodded and left, but after leaving the ward, she called Black Hawk over: "Keep an eye on things inside. Don't let my mother-in-law cause any trouble. In times of crisis, we can take extraordinary measures. We don't need to consider her status."

"Understood." Black Hawk nodded.

Le Yao then left, relieved.