"Heated the kang (a traditional heated brick bed)?" Le Yao's lips twitched. "He bought a house?"

"Yes, I just bought it this morning." Nangong Jue smiled meaningfully. "Dragon Court Phase II."

"Hehe, what a coincidence." Le Yao laughed as well. Although Phase 2 and Phase 1, where they lived, were relatively independent communities, they were not far apart, and the side gates of the two communities were adjacent to each other.

Besides, the houses in that neighborhood are so expensive, okay? Those townhouses are a bit cheaper, around 40,000 to 50,000 yuan per square meter, but a villa would cost at least tens of millions.

So, money talks.

Think about ordinary people, who have to save up for most of their lives to buy a house. But the people around her buy houses like they're buying popsicles. They buy them whenever they want. Money seems to be just a number to them.

Sigh, even though she's rich now, what can I do if she still harbors resentment towards the wealthy?

"Are you willing to go?" Nangong Jue looked at his wife's ever-changing expression and wondered what she was thinking so seriously. He could only offer a reminder.

"So, do you want me to go?" Le Yao looked at Nangong Jue with a half-smile. She always felt that Duke Byron was more interested in her husband than in Ai Chen... Suddenly, she shuddered. Was she about to become a fujoshi? What was she thinking?

"It's up to you." Nangong Jue picked up a piece of mushroom with his chopsticks and put it on Le Yao's plate. "You can go if you want, or you can stay home if you don't want to. You don't need to force yourself. As for me..." He winked at Le Yao ambiguously, "I'll do whatever you say."

Le Yao chuckled, "That's more like it." Then she lowered her head to eat, and only after she had almost finished did she wipe her mouth. "Since they've invited me, I definitely have to go." A foreigner who knows about "heating a kang" (a traditional heated platform bed) must know a lot about Chinese culture.

“If you say we’ll go, then we’ll go.” Nangong Jue nodded.

"Should we prepare a gift?"

"I'll have Fang Ming prepare it."

"No way," Le Yao waved her hand. "They've already mentioned 'heating the kang,' so we should prepare gifts for heating the kang here too, shouldn't we?"

(The term "warming up a kang" is actually a rural expression, meaning to warm up a newly moved-in house.)

Nangong Jue nodded: "Okay, I'll listen to my wife."

Byron bought the best villa in Phase 2, and it was a second-hand house, because the new ones had already been sold out, and he paid three times the price.

Actually, he wanted to buy in Phase 1, but unfortunately, no one in Phase 1 was willing to resell, so he settled for Phase 2 instead.

The purpose was to get closer to Nangong Jue.

The day for "heating the kang" is three days later.

Le Yao and Nangong Jue didn't drive; they carried the gifts and walked there without even bringing bodyguards.

The person who opened the door was an elderly foreign man with white hair, who respectfully addressed Nangong Jue as "Lord Jue" upon seeing him.

"Butler Hans, it's been a long time." Nangong Jue introduced to Le Yao with a smile, "This is Hans, Byron's butler in the castle in Y country. He is fluent in seven languages, a Michelin one-star chef, a gardening expert, and a black belt in judo."

"Hello," Le Yao greeted, thinking to herself, "With her level of skill, she probably couldn't even be a housekeeper. What a difference."

"Hello, beautiful lady," Hans greeted Yueyao with a smile. "Please come in."

Le Yao frowned. Did this butler recognize her? Why was he looking at her so strangely?