Nangong Jue was speechless.
Woman, could you be any more vulgar?
"What kind of expression is that?" Le Yao frowned. "I didn't say anything wrong. As the saying goes, farts are the energy in your stomach. How can you not let it out?"
The corners of Nangong Jue's mouth twitched. Was this woman done?
"Hehe." Someone beside him laughed.
Le Yao turned around and saw a man walking over. He looked 50 to 60% similar to Nangong Jue. Because he had heard Le Yao's words, the smile on his face had yet to disappear.
Beside him was Nangong Shuangshuang.
"Big Brother," Nangong Jue called out.
"Second Brother, Lan." Nangong Shuangshuang also greeted them.
"Mhn." Nangong Xun nodded at Nangong Jue and looked at Le Yao. "Sister-in-law."
"Young Master Nangong, Nangong Jue and I are already divorced, so call me by my name." Le Yao hurriedly waved her hand. "In case it causes a misunderstanding."
