"This is the agreement." Nangong Jue handed it over.
Le Yao flipped through it. It was real, but fortunately, it had only been signed for a year. It had already been two months.
"Now I'm going to add a clause."
"What do you want to add?"
"After the divorce, as compensation, I can go to your place for dinner anytime. You can't refuse when I need you…"
"Hey, that's too much." Le Yao panicked. "Young man, don't you care about your morals…"
"How is that too much?" Nangong Jue glared. "How am I not moral?"
"I can understand that you want to freeload, but what do you mean when you need me? What if you…" Le Yao paused. "What if you want to do those immoral things? Do I have to agree? Young man, your trap is too old. I'm the master of traps…"
Fang Ming pursed his lips. For some reason, his boss and lady boss's divorce style was a little silly. He wanted to laugh. His stomach hurt from holding it in.
