Nangong Jue: ...
Woman, could you be any more vulgar?
"What's with that expression?" Le Yao frowned. "I didn't say anything wrong. As the saying goes, a fart is just gas in your stomach, so why not let it out?"
Nangong Jue's lips twitched. This woman is still not done, is she?
"Hehe." Someone next to me chuckled.
Le Yao turned her head and saw a tall, strong man walking over. His features resembled Nangong Jue's by about 50-60%. He had heard Le Yao's words and his smile had not yet faded.
And accompanying him was Nangong Shuangshuang.
"Big brother," Nangong Jue called out.
"Second Brother, Alan," Nangong Shuangshuang greeted.
"Hmm." Nangong Xun nodded to Nangong Jue, then looked at Le Yao, "Sister-in-law."
“Young Master Nangong, Nangong Jue and I are already divorced, so please call me by my name.” Le Yao hurriedly waved her hand, “to avoid any misunderstandings.”
Nangong Xun looked at Nangong Jue: "Are you really divorced?"
"Really, really." Le Yao nodded. "I also brought my divorce certificate... I didn't bring it with me today, I'll show it to you another day." Because she was wearing a formal dress and carrying a very small handbag, she couldn't fit the divorce certificate in it, so she didn't bring it.
Nangong Shuangshuang's lips curled up slightly, and then she looked at Nangong Jue with sympathy. This second brother never liked Han Binglan before, but after the divorce, his attitude seemed strange. He probably regretted it after losing her.
Of course, this Miss Han is also quite different from before. She noticed it when she visited her home last time, and now the more she gets to know her, the more interesting she finds her.
Nangong Jue glared at Le Yao: "Big brother has a day off today?" He even carried his divorce certificate with him. Does he really want to sever ties with me? Looks like I'll have to think of a way.
"You only have half a day. You have to leave by 10 o'clock at the latest." Nangong Xun didn't press the issue of their divorce any further. "Let's go in."
Nangong Jue gestured for Nangong Xun to go first. He respected this man greatly, not because he was the eldest son of the Nangong family, but because he was a soldier and a hero who had repeatedly made meritorious contributions in defending the country.
Nangong Xun nodded and walked ahead with Nangong Shuangshuang.
Nangong Jue followed behind with Le Yao.
The flashbulbs on both sides immediately started flashing frequently, and reporters kept calling out the two men's names, trying to get the controversial brothers to stop and give an interview.
However, the two of them walked faster than each other, forcing Nangong Shuangshuang and Le Yao to jog a few steps every now and then to keep up.
It only took a few minutes to get into the hotel lobby.
She's arguably the fastest person to walk the red carpet.
Media people: ...
Today, all the media outlets here are very reputable, and they are all official media reporters with a positive image, not paparazzi. Why do these two young masters seem to be avoiding us like the plague?
Upon entering the main gate, you'll find a large hall entirely constructed of stone. The interior is decorated in a German style, featuring fireplaces and murals—overall, it exudes a high-end, sophisticated, and classy atmosphere.
"Is this hotel the same as the Earl Hotel in Xiling?" Le Yao glanced around, then turned to look at Nangong Jue. "Hotels in Xiling are expensive, this one must be expensive too, right?"
"Mm." Nangong Jue nodded.
"That bag must cost hundreds of thousands a day, right?"
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