Just then, Byron came down from upstairs: "Sir, you've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you so long." He then opened his arms.

They completely ignored Le Yao.

Nangong Jue simply handed over the gift he had brought: "Congratulations on moving to your new home."

"This is……"

“Since you’ve decided to follow local customs and invited us over to ‘heat the kang’ for you, we should definitely give you gifts according to our local traditions.” Nangong Jue smiled. “Look, here are five catties of millet, two bundles of noodles, two catties of brown sugar, twenty eggs, two catties of pork, and two fish…”

Byron's expression became complicated.

"You're welcome." Nangong Jue smiled, then reached out and shook Le Yao's hand. "Now that the gifts have been delivered, we'll take our leave." He then turned and left.

Le Yao was a little confused.

“Ah Jue, what do you mean?” Byron frowned. “You’ve only just arrived…”

“Byron, didn’t I tell you?” Nangong Jue turned around, but his face had darkened. “My wife is one with me? Respecting her makes me happier than respecting me, but you just ignored her.”

"I……"

"Ignoring my wife is worse than ignoring me, understand?"

Le Yao felt a warmth in her heart. She had indeed felt a little uncomfortable just now, as Byron was clearly trying to intimidate her. However, she didn't want to take it to heart. But she didn't expect the man to take it to heart. This was giving her face, and it felt really good.

“No.” Byron hurriedly waved his hand. “It was my oversight just now, beautiful Lady Nangong. I hope you won’t hold it against me.”

"I'm sorry, I've already taken it to heart." Le Yao smiled slightly. "Goodbye." Why should I give you face if you don't even like me?

Nangong Jue then pulled Le Yao outside.

As a result, Hans blocked the doorway.

"Hans, should I make a move?" Nangong Jue's eyes narrowed slightly.

Hans paused noticeably, then looked at Byron behind him.

Byron waved his hand, knowing that if he persisted, things would definitely turn sour, which was not the outcome he wanted.

Hans stepped aside.

Nangong Jue pulled Le Yao away from Villa No. 1 in the second phase of Longting.

"Thank you." Le Yao turned her head to look at the man's profile. "I'm very happy."

"Silly wife." Nangong Jue put his arm around her shoulder. "You're on the same page as me."

“Hmm.” Le Yao nodded. “But, is it alright? After all, he is royalty…”

“It’s alright.” Nangong Jue shook his head. “He’s royalty, not the emperor. Besides, even the emperor of Y country can’t do anything to me.”

"My man is amazing."

"You know how powerful I am? Then let's continue tonight, and I'll let you experience the power of your man even more..."

Le Yao: ...

This jerk starts making inappropriate jokes without warning? How am I supposed to respond?

Just then, I suddenly heard the roar of a car, and then I saw a red sports car approaching from a distance, at such speed...

Le Yao felt her legs go weak just looking at it.

Nangong Jue's expression darkened slightly. Because they were too close, he didn't have time to dodge and could only push Le Yao aside.

Le Yao was pushed and fell to the side of the road, thus avoiding the impact of the car. However, she was so frightened that her face turned pale: "A-Jue!"

Nangong Jue was prepared to be hit and thrown around, but the car screeched to a stop right in front of him, only a fist's width away from his body.