"Don't think I won't." Le Yao tried to get off his lap, but his grip was so strong that she couldn't free herself. She glared at him. "Let go."
Nangong Jue tightened his grip.
Le Yao was speechless.
Was there something wrong with this person's brain? Could she scratch his face now?
Finally, she thought about it. It didn't seem like it would work. The location was wrong. If she scratched him, she wouldn't be able to escape. Then, she would be the one who would suffer, especially since she hadn't received the hundred million yet. Therefore, she would endure it!
Fortunately, the car soon stopped and they arrived at Zeyu Garden.
The door opened, and because it was inconvenient to get out, Nangong Jue finally let go.
Le Yao hurriedly jumped far away.
Nangong Jue sneered. "Han Binglan, you're my wife. How dare you flirt with other men? What do you think the Nangong family is?"
