Le Yao didn't care about Nangong Jue's emotions. Instead, she repeatedly confirmed that his waist was really fine.
"Really." Nangong Jue nodded. "It hurts, but it's all in the past."
Le Yao heaved a sigh of relief. "Why don't you take the opportunity to act pitiful?"
"Because I don't want to lie to you."
Le Yao was stunned.
"I want you to really accept me, not because you feel sorry for me."
"I—"
"Fu Er said that I'm fine and don't need to be hospitalized, so let's go back. I'm hungry." Nangong Jue turned around and walked out.
"Nangong Jue." Le Yao suddenly stopped him.
Nangong Jue turned around.
"Let's go on a date." Le Yao looked up at him and said seriously, "Aren't we going to be in a relationship? Then we naturally have to go on a date."
Nangong Jue's eyes lit up. "Okay." He had to consider where to go on a date.
