"Han Binglan." A slightly old voice came from the receiver.
"This is her. You are…" The voice was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it before.
"I'm Nangong Rongyao."
"Oh, President Nangong, why are you looking for me?" Le Yao suddenly understood. No wonder it sounded familiar, but it was very strange. Her father-in-law had looked for her last time and couldn't take advantage of her. Why was he here again?
"I would like to ask you for a favor." Nangong Rongyao wanted to be smug, but he couldn't.
"Huh?" Le Yao exclaimed. "What did you say?" Nangong Rongyao was asking her for a favor? Had the sun risen from the west?
"Please." Nangong Rongyao's voice collapsed. "Please ask Nangong Jue to let the Nangong family off."
