"Yan Cheng? The CEO of Qianjin Group?" Huo Yi was surprised. "He's also helping Sister-in-law Jue? Could he be her biological father?"
"Have you been reading too many novels?" Nangong Jue looked up at Huo Yi. "You have quite the imagination; you could write a novel yourself."
"You know what, I've been reading quite a few novels lately." Huo Yi chuckled twice. "If I really wanted to write one, it's not like I couldn't. Look, Fang Xiaotao just recommended one to me. It's about a real and a fake heiress. The domineering CEO in it is such a brainless idiot. I'm so angry I want to jump into the movie and beat him up. He's such a disgrace to our domineering CEOs..."
Nangong Jue: ...
I want to punch you too.
"Alright, let's stop talking about the novel and start talking about Yan Cheng. What's going on?"
"One of Cui Na's suitors back then."
"Then I understand." Huo Yi nodded in realization. "This is what they mean by 'the unattainable is always more alluring'..."
Nangong Jue: ...
Why do I feel like this thing is alluding to something?
Huo Yi: Hehe, don't think so. I'm just alluding to you, but I won't say it. Just guess.
"Alright, I'm going to my meeting." Huo Yi stood up. "Don't worry, I definitely won't let that scumbag make money." After saying that, he turned off the video, but in his heart he felt extremely sorry for Han Guosheng. He was such an idiot, mistaking a pearl for a fish eye. He deserved to be scammed.
Nangong Jue got up and left the study, calling Aunt Bai over: "Aunt Bai, go and tell Alan... tell her I'm feeling very unwell..." After saying that, he turned around and went into the bedroom.
Aunt Bai's lips twitched; the young master was getting more and more dramatic.
Le Yao arrived quickly: "Nangong Jue, where do you feel unwell?"
She had just returned from the shop and was preparing dinner. Tomorrow was New Year's Day, and she had been busy at the shop these past few days. Business there was booming. Although the food she made was limited, the other chefs' skills were just as good, so people were willing to settle for less.
As it turned out, Aunt Bai said that Nangong Jue was not feeling well. Without thinking much about it, she rushed over without even taking off her apron.
"I feel uncomfortable." Nangong Jue pouted and looked at her with a wronged expression.
Le Yao frowned: "Is your heart not working?"
Nangong Jue: ...
“A bad heart is no small matter; you need to go to the hospital.” Le Yao said, reaching for her phone to make a call, but then realized she hadn’t brought it. “Wait here, I’ll go downstairs and call 120.”
But as soon as he turned around, Nangong Jue grabbed him from behind and hugged him.
Le Yao: ...
"Alan, I'm upset because I haven't seen my wife for over twelve hours..."
"Wait a minute, who's your wife?"
“You,” Nangong Jue said matter-of-factly, “you promised me that as soon as I was discharged from the hospital, you would be with me…”
"I said I accepted your advances, but I didn't say I wanted to marry you." Le Yao pushed him away. "At most, you're my girlfriend. Only after marriage will you be my wife. Surely you can't tell the difference, Mr. Jue?"
Nangong Jue looked at Le Yao with a wronged expression.
"Besides, just because I accepted your advances doesn't mean I have to accept them." Le Yao rolled her eyes as she spoke, then turned and left. What a jerk, trying to play mind games with her.
"Alan." Nangong Jue hurriedly reached out to take Le Yao's hand.
Le Yao instinctively flung him away, and a bizarre scene unfolded: Nangong Jue was flung back several steps before crashing into the wall with a yelp.
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