I Became A Hit After My Divorce! Chapter 223

223 Small World

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.”

At this moment, Han Xueqian had already stood up with a little orange cat in her arms. The man paid and hugged her as they walked out.

“Isn’t it my burdensome sister?” Le Yao greeted loudly. “What a coincidence. Are you in a relations.h.i.+p?”

Han Xueqian suddenly looked up. When she met Le Yao’s half-smiling eyes, her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t pretend not to know her even if she wanted to. She could only smile stiffly. “Sister, Sir Jue, what a coincidence.”

“Aren’t you going to introduce me?” Le Yao glanced at the man. Needless to say, he was quite good-looking. His height and facial features were quite outstanding. The only shortcoming was that his skin was a little dark and he looked a little African.

Of course, this was nothing. The most outstanding thing about this man was his outfit. He was covered in high-end products, especially the watch on his wrist. It was a limited edition worldwide and was worth 3.3 million yuan.

He was a rich man. No, he was a nouveau riche, to be more precise.

Qian Haiyi glanced at Han Xueqian. “Your friend?”

“Not really.” Le Yao smiled. “Her mother remarried my father. Her father is unknown, but she’s changed her surname now. Her surname is also Han.”

Qian Haiyi frowned slightly.

“Lan, my mother is already married to Father. Why do you have to humiliate me every time?” Han Xueqian’s eyes suddenly turned red. “Since you don’t like me so much, I’ll leave.” With that, she turned around and ran.

Qian Haiyi looked at Le Yao in disgust. “Ms. Han, your words are too vicious.”

“Brother, how should I address you?” Le Yao smiled at him.

“I’m Qian Haiyi.”

“Who?” Le Yao couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Qian… Qian Haiyi.” Qian Haiyi was shocked. What was wrong with this girl?

“Who is Qian Meiqi to you?”

“You know Meiqi?” Qian Haiyi’s eyes lit up. “That’s my sister.”

“Hehe.” Le Yao suddenly smiled. “What a small world. No wonder you took a fancy to a big white lotus like Han Xueqian. After all, Meiqi once said that her brother might be a little ugly, but he’s stupid and rich.”

Nangong Jue lowered his head and coughed. He thought to himself, ‘Wifey, it’s very offensive for you to speak like this, okay?’

Qian Haiyi’s expression was complicated.

“Then you’re on your own.” Le Yao sighed, then shook her head and got into the car.

Nangong Jue also glanced at Qian Haiyi and got into the car.

“You…” Qian Haiyi wanted to say something, but the car had already left. In the end, he could only return to his car gloomily and take out his phone to call his sister.