Nangong Jue glanced at Le Yao in surprise. She wanted to buy a house? Did she never own a house? He had never really considered this question.
“Alan, let’s talk about this later. Right now…” Han Guosheng glared at Le Yao, “I’m discussing business with Lord Jue.”
"Tch!" Le Yao rolled her eyes. "A verbal promise? Forget it, I'm leaving." Then she turned and walked out.
Han Guosheng wanted to say something, but Nangong Jue followed Le Yao out and hurriedly stepped forward: "Lord Jue, let's discuss it again."
"Why don't you give my wife's dowry to her, and then we can talk?"
"Well... we still need to make preparations."
"Then we'll talk again when everything is ready."
"Alan, I need to talk to you." Cui Li stopped Le Yao at the door. "Come with me for a moment." She then pulled her over.
"Let's talk here." Le Yao took two steps back, avoiding the other person's touch. She didn't want to be alone with someone who hated her.
"Come with me to the hospital in a bit."
"Why go to the hospital?" Le Yao frowned slightly.
“Your cousin needs a kidney transplant. Everyone around us has been matched, but it’s not a good match. Now you’re the only one who hasn’t been done yet. Go get one this afternoon,” Cui Li said matter-of-factly.
"Why should I go?" Le Yao laughed in anger. This woman's brain is fried. She thinks she can ask for someone's kidney like she can ask for a lollipop.
I couldn't help but glance at Nangong Jue. The male lead hasn't even asked for my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, or kidneys yet, but he's already being eyed by his own relative?
When I was reading the book, I didn't remember it mentioning that Cui Li's son had kidney disease.
It seems the original plot has gone completely awry.
"Why didn't you go?" Cui Li stared wide-eyed at Le Yao in disbelief. "That's my son, your cousin. He needs a kidney transplant. As his cousin, shouldn't you take the initiative to get a match?"
"You said it yourself, that's your son, not mine. Why should I be a match?" Le Yao scoffed. Finding a kidney donor outside costs hundreds of thousands of yuan. You think I'd give you one just because you say so? Dream on!
Cui Li was so angry that she wanted to go up and tie him up and send him to the hospital, but because Nangong Jue was there, she didn't dare to do so and could only watch him leave.
Han Guosheng was furious. He finally understood that as long as that brat was around, he would never have a smooth life. Nangong Jue was even worse; he was just an illegitimate child. What was there to be proud of?
Le Yao swaggered out of the Han family home with Nangong Jue. Once outside, she didn't even glance at Nangong Jue, but went straight to Villa No. 22, where Qiao Qiao was still waiting for her.
"Han Binglan." Nangong Jue was about to get into the car when he realized that the woman hadn't come over, so he had no choice but to chase after her.
"Mr. Nangong, is there anything else?" Le Yao frowned slightly as she looked at the man blocking her way.
"I helped you." Nangong Jue was almost laughing in exasperation at this ungrateful little thing. "You're just going to leave like that?"
"Did I send you?" Le Yao raised an eyebrow slightly, looking surprised. "Did I ask you for help? Do you expect me to give you a gold medal? Even without you, I can handle it myself."
Besides, you only said a couple of words, yet you ate two bowls of rice. Who knows who benefited from it? Rice is so expensive these days.
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