Le Yao looked at Nangong Jue, who had come out to open the door, and frowned slightly. "Say, ex-husband, you're so rich. Why don't you hire a few more people to work? Do you need to do such a small thing as opening the door yourself?"
"I'm not a celebrity. There's no need to hire so many people. Besides, doesn't hiring people cost money?" Nangong Jue said as he opened the small door.
Hei Ying and the others, who were hiding in the dark, collectively pursed their lips. He told them not to show their faces for no reason, making them look shady.
Le Yao: "…"
This ex-husband seemed to have copied her lines.
"How are you not famous? Go and ask the entire Xiling City. How many people don't know about your Sir Jue? Especially among women, he's simply their dream lover. He's the person they want to marry the most."
"What about you?"
"Me? Of course I want to. Unfortunately, I'm not recognized, so I can only retreat."
