Nangong Jue protected Le Yao and Shuo Shuo as they walked out, but he couldn't help but look back, but he didn't find anything unusual. He couldn't help but frown. He had always been sensitive to danger. Could it be that his senses were wrong just now?
"What's wrong?" Le Yao carried Shuo Shuo into the car. She was about to get in when she sensed that Nangong Jue was not following her. She couldn't help but turn around and look at him.
"I'm fine." Nangong Jue shook his head. "Let's go back."
Le Yao was about to get into the car when she suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?" This time, it was Nangong Jue's turn to ask her.
"An acquaintance." Le Yao pouted.
Nangong Jue turned around and saw Han Xueqian looking at a cat with a man. He couldn't help but glance at Le Yao.
"Does Han Xueqian have someone?" Le Yao smiled. "I wonder which unlucky person she took a fancy to."
