Nangong Jue looked over, his eyes narrowing slightly: "It was him."

Le Yao blinked, realizing she really did recognize him: "The one who's pursuing Ai Chen?"

Nangong Jue's expression darkened slightly: "Does Mei Yehan still remember?"

“I remember, wasn’t that one of your unsuccessful suitors?” Le Yao gave him a meaningful look.

Nangong Jue glanced at Le Yao.

Le Yao was slightly taken aback, because the other person's gaze was rather serious: "What's wrong?"

Nangong Jue hesitated for a moment, seemingly considering whether to speak. Just then, the blond, blue-eyed man saw Nangong Jue and Le Yao, and actually pulled Ai Chen away from the dance floor and walked over. From afar, he opened his arms to Nangong Jue and said, "My lord, it's been a long time." He spoke in English.

Nangong Jue, however, simply extended a hand: "This is China, Duke Byron." He spoke in Chinese.

Le Yao was surprised. A duke? This is a member of the royal family of Y country. He's really someone important.

"Alright, alright." Byron seemed quite helpless as he reached out and shook hands with Nangong Jue. "I respect the etiquette of every country." He switched to Mandarin, and spoke it quite fluently.

"When did you arrive in China? Why didn't you give us a heads-up? At least I could have shown you some hospitality." Nangong Jue pulled Le Yao to sit down with him, and gestured for Byron and Ai Chen to sit down as well.

"I just got off the plane two hours ago." Byron shrugged at Nangong Jue, then gestured for Ai Chen to sit down. Only after Ai Chen sat down did he sit down beside him, behaving very gentlemanly.

Le Yao had specifically studied some Western etiquette back then. After all, when leading tours, you never know who you might encounter. You can't be completely ignorant of what people ask. She knew that to cultivate a true gentleman, it takes at least three generations. It's not just about the actions people see on the surface; a gentleman is someone whose manners and qualities are ingrained in their bones.

In her eyes, Byron was the epitome of gentlemanly conduct.

Ai Chen was actually a little embarrassed. Logically, she shouldn't have stayed, but she was just unwilling to give up. She thought that since she was sick and hospitalized, surely the Duke would care about her? Even just a word would have made her feel better. However, she realized that she was wrong again. In all this time, not only had he not shown any concern, but he hadn't even glanced at her. Her heart sank again.

"So, are you here on official business or...?" Nangong Jue handed a glass of juice to Le Yao, while gesturing to Byron with a glass of champagne.

"Just taking a stroll when I have nothing else to do." Byron even made a strolling gesture with his hand, which looked rather funny.

Le Yao smiled.

"Beautiful lady, your smile is like a hundred flowers blooming..."

"Thank you." Le Yao nodded politely.

“This is my wife. According to Chinese etiquette, you should call her sister-in-law.” Nangong Jue glared at Byron.

"Sister-in-law, I've seen your videos online, you dance so beautifully..." Byron's eyes shone with admiration. "I also studied dance since elementary school. May I ask my beautiful sister-in-law to dance for me?" He stood up and bowed, gesturing for her to join him.

"I...don't want to jump." For some reason, although this seemed like a good idea, Le Yao felt inexplicably wary.