“You…” Nangong Jue was speechless. This woman had really changed so much since she left him. If… if she was like this before, would he still be thinking about divorce?
The answer is definitely no.
I took a deep breath.
"The thing about trending topics isn't actually like that."
"Huh?" Le Yao didn't react for a moment.
"Last night..."
"Stop!" Le Yao raised her hand to stop. "I don't want to talk about what happened yesterday, and don't tell me about your affairs in the future. I really have no interest in knowing. We agreed back then that I wouldn't bother you for a year, and I mean it. But please don't bother me either. Can't we just be familiar strangers?"
“No good.” Nangong Jue’s eyes darkened. “We are still a legally married couple protected by the law. How could we be strangers? Besides, the relationship between Mengmeng and me, and between Yan Zimeng and me, is really not what you think…”
"Is that how it is? You invest in her TV series, and parade her around in public with your arms around her..." Le Yao's sarcasm grew even stronger. "Have you ever thought about how I, her legal wife, feel? Nangong Jue, I don't believe you can't see through her thoughts. Since you mentioned last night, let me ask you, don't you have bodyguards? Don't you have waiters at the bar? And she only sprained her ankle, she wasn't stabbed, why do you need to personally carry her out?"
“I…” Nangong Jue frowned. He really hadn’t thought that much about it at the time.
"Nangong Jue, I really don't like you anymore, so you have no obligation to me. You can go ahead and like your Mengmeng without worry. I'm also sincerely giving up my place for your white moonlight. Please, for my sake, let me go and stop bothering me." Le Yao made a gesture of clasping her hands together. "I really don't want to get involved in your story at all, please."
Before Nangong Jue could say anything more, he saw Qiao Qiao walking over with two bodyguards: "Baby, is it over?"
"It's over." Le Yao nodded with a smile. "I was just about to come find you."
She glanced at Nangong Jue and said, "You're here too, Lord Jue. I heard Miss Yan is still in the hospital. Didn't you go to see her?"
Nangong Jue's expression had returned to normal: "Why should I go?"
Qiao Qiao shrugged: "After all... she has difficulty moving around, so you can carry her up and down the stairs if you go."
"I definitely underestimated things yesterday."
Qiao Qiao's eyes widened slightly. Was this lord reflecting on his actions?
"Whether you think about it a lot or a little is your business." Le Yao said impatiently, then called to Qiao Qiao, "Let's go."
"Great! Cousin Lianyi knew you were coming, and she hasn't even had breakfast or lunch, waiting for you to save her life." Qiaoqiao stepped forward and took Leyao's arm, and they walked away together.
Shen Yi glanced at Nangong Jue, then paused.
Nangong Jue watched the woman's retreating figure and sighed. Why did things always turn out the way he didn't want to see? Headache.
"My lord." Just then, Zhu Jiaojiao ran out of the villa.
Nangong Jue frowned as he looked at the other person.
"I've taken a liking to you." Zhu Jiaojiao proudly raised her chin. "I don't mind your previous rudeness, nor do I mind your status as an illegitimate child. As long as you marry me, you will have the support of the Zhu family in Beichuan City, which is much better than marrying that country bumpkin Han Binglan. What do you say? Think about it?"
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