Le Yao frowned slightly as she looked at Nangong Jue who came out to open the door: "Hey ex-husband, you're so rich, why don't you hire a few more people to do the work? You have to do something as simple as opening the door yourself?"
“I’m not a celebrity, there’s no need to invite so many people. Besides, it doesn’t cost money to hire people, does it?” Nangong Jue said, opening the small door.
Meanwhile, Black Hawk and his men, who were hiding in the shadows, all curled their lip in disgust. They wondered who had told them not to show their faces unless necessary, making them seem like they were ashamed to be seen in the light.
Le Yao: ...
This ex-husband seems to have copied his own lines.
"How come you're not a celebrity? Go ask around the whole of Xiling City, how many people don't know you, Lord? Especially among women, you're practically their dream lover, the man they most want to marry."
"And what about you?"
"Me? Of course I wanted to too, but unfortunately, I wasn't recognized, so I had to retire while I was still at the peak of my career."
Nangong Jue: ...
"Where's Aunt Bai? She's looking for me. Is she there? If not, I won't go in." Le Yao changed the subject. "After all, we need to avoid suspicion..." Before she could finish, she was pulled inside, startled, and instinctively took two steps back, clutching her chest. "What... what are you doing?"
He looked like he'd encountered a pervert.
"Don't worry, I didn't touch you during our marriage, and I certainly won't now." Nangong Jue said with a look of disdain. "Don't look at me like I'm going to do something to you, that's too pretentious."
“You’re a man, isn’t my reaction normal?” Le Yao lowered her hand. “But don’t worry, I won’t flirt with you again, no matter who else I flirt with, so I definitely won’t be coy anymore.”
"Who are you trying to seduce?" Nangong Jue glared.
"Is it any of your business?"
“I…” Nangong Jue took a deep breath. “Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. Come in and I’ll tell you about the public trial the day after tomorrow.”
Upon hearing this, Le Yao stopped being coy and followed Nangong Jue to the study.
Aunt Bai, who was hiding in the kitchen, smiled and said, "Young master, I've done everything I can to help you. As for whether you can win back the young mistress, that's entirely up to you."
In the study, Nangong Jue glanced over Le Yao's long, exposed legs and inexplicably felt a dryness in his mouth. He quickly looked away, picked up a cup on the table, took a sip of water, and then suppressed his irritation: "The Zhu family has made a move."
"What?" Le Yao didn't react.
"What I mean is that Han Kuo-sheng is very likely to be acquitted. The lawyers that the Choi family has hired this time are very famous throughout the country, and they may have already found a scapegoat."
"Okay, I understand." Le Yao nodded.
"You don't seem surprised."
“What’s so surprising?” Le Yao smiled. “Even after my mother died, the Cui family still treated Han Guosheng as family. Could it be that they really couldn’t see through Han Guosheng’s character? I don’t think so. There must be some connection between them. In other words, Han Guosheng must have something on the Cui family.” She paused for a moment. “However, what I’m most concerned about is Yan Zimeng.”
"With so many people dead, there's no way she could have escaped. She'll probably get a suspended death sentence, but she'll probably never get out of prison."
“Then I’m relieved.” Le Yao smiled. “If she continues to get away with it, then I guess many people will be disappointed with this society.”
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