Le Yao was shocked. Fortunately, her body was agile. She leaned back and turned around, dodging the other party's blood-red nails.
If she had reacted slower just now, she would probably have been blinded.
"You still dare to dodge? You…" He Rong's voice rose.
"Enough," Nangong Jue suddenly roared.
He Rong shivered in fear.
"Lan, come here." Nangong Jue reached out to Le Yao.
Le Yao walked around He Rong to the bed and put down the food box in her hand.
"Are you hurt?" Nangong Jue seriously sized up Le Yao's face.
"It's fine. I dodged quickly and she didn't touch me." Le Yao smiled. "Don't worry." Then, she glanced at the other two women in the room. She had an impression of them. They were He Song's wife, Yan Mei, and her daughter, He Yawei.
Yan Mei had never looked down on her sister-in-law, He Rong. She didn't even let her children interact with Auntie He Rong, afraid that He Rong's personality would affect the children.
