Le Yao raised her eyebrows slightly. Men, they really are all big pigs. Look at them, saying they wouldn't get a divorce, but in the blink of an eye they're hooking up with their lovers. And unfortunately, she, the wife, caught them in the act. Can you believe how infuriating this is?
"No story is complete without a coincidence," that saying is absolutely true!
Qiao Qiao glanced at Le Yao, somewhat worried, but seeing the other's calm expression, she breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes at Nangong Jue with disdain.
Nangong Jue frowned slightly, thinking about what to say to Le Yao, completely forgetting that there was someone leaning against him.
Le Yao quickly looked away, ignoring Yan Zimeng's provocative gaze, as if she were seeing two strangers.
Fortunately, Shen Yi arrived in his car at that moment, and the two of them got in.
"Han Binglan, stop right there!" Nangong Jue finally shouted.
"You think you can just stop like that? Why should I?" Le Yao rolled her eyes at him and, after getting into the car, told Shen Yi to drive.
“You…” Nangong Jue was about to step forward.
But Yan Zimeng grabbed him and said, "Ajue, my foot hurts so much." Her voice was trembling with tears, and she looked so pitiful.
Nangong Jue found it difficult to let go of her and could only watch helplessly as the car drove away.
"Isn't this Lord?" Jiang Xiaoyu came out to see his sister off. Now that his sister had left, he couldn't help but glance at Yan Zimeng, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips. "You and Alan aren't divorced yet, are you? Just like that..." He paused, "...it doesn't seem to be making a good impression."
Nangong Jue's expression darkened further: "My affairs are none of Young Master Jiang's concern."
"Hehe." Jiang Xiaoyu laughed. "Qiaoqiao is my family's most beloved younger sister. She treats Alan like her own older sister, so she's also my sister. How can I not worry about you bullying my sister like this?"
Nangong Jue frowned.
"Nangong Jue, don't be so despicable." Jiang Xiaoyu's face darkened slightly. "If you like this woman, marry her. Don't disgust Alan. By the way, from now on, you two adulterers are not welcome here." After saying that, he turned and went into the bar.
He opened the bar with Zhang Dawang simply so that his family would have a place to hang out; making money was secondary, as the Jiang family wasn't short of money.
Yan Zimeng's face was not good, but she was secretly pleased. If this could really lead to their divorce, then her self-inflicted injury would be worth it. However... she glanced at Nangong Jue and found that his face was ashen, and he was obviously in a bad mood. She was immediately disappointed.
Nangong Jue was in a terrible mood. This was not the outcome he wanted. He and Yan Zimeng really had nothing going on, but why did it have to turn out like this?
The lord, with his exceptionally high IQ, has some questionable emotional intelligence.
Fortunately, Yan Zimeng's agent and assistant arrived at this moment. After handing her over to them, Nangong Jue left directly.
Yan Zimeng glanced at her assistant He Feng, who nodded at her. Yan Zimeng was overjoyed. It didn't matter that Ajue didn't want a divorce; she could help push him.
Qiaoqiao didn't go back to the Jiang family. Instead, she went back to Lijing Apartment with Leyao.
Although Le Yao appeared calm, she was still somewhat downcast.
"Feeling unwell?" Qiaoqiao took two cans of beer out of the refrigerator, handed one to Leyao, and then sat on the sofa, opened it with a bang, and took a sip.
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