Le Yao sneezed three times before stopping.
"What's wrong? Did you catch a cold?" Nangong Jue was shocked. "Later…"
"It's fine." Le Yao rubbed her nose. "I think someone is thinking about me."
Nangong Jue raised his eyebrows slightly. "It's probably the Shen family."
"They—"
"Shen Chengzeng brought his father, Shen Guozhong, to Macau before the new year and spent about a billion…"
"What?" Le Yao couldn't help but exclaim, "A billion? Is he brainless? Besides, how old is Shen Guozhong? He's still gambling?"
"It's not just gambling." Nangong Jue smiled and rubbed his wife's head. "There were other activities too."
"There's no separation between prostitution, gambling, and drugs." Le Yao nodded in realization. "But they probably don't dare to get involved in drugs, so…" Then, she smacked her lips. "That Shen Guozhong is almost 70 years old, right? He can still play? His kidneys are really good!" She even gave him a thumbs-up.
