h4Chapter 135: Chapter 121: Why Are We Always So Obsessed with This Word?/h4

    He lowered his voice: "Come over, and I’ll tell you."

    But Jiang Ruan looked wary, even covering her clothes with both hands, she said: "Don’t think you can trick me, I’m telling you I’m almost exhausted today."

    "Right now, I just want to sleep and nothing else."

    Bao Ye raised his eyebrow: "How tired?"

    "Anyway, you can’t sleep either."

    Jiang Ruan: "Who says that."

    She turned off her phone and moved inward, seemingly drawing a boundary line between them.

    Jiang Ruan closed her eyes and sighed quietly: "Being a female star is so tiring. The morous appearance only masks how hard it is."

    "I used to envy female stars, but now that I’m actually one, I’d rather just find a regr job."

    Herints reached Bao Ye’s ears, and his dark eyes flickered. He said lightly: "If you don’t want to do it, then leave the industry."

    "The money you earn is negligible."

    "I’ll support you."

    If other women heard Bao Ye say ’I’ll support you,’ they would probably be thrilled.

    But for Jiang Ruan, it was like thunder, and she opened her eyes in fright: "Please don’t."

    "I don’t want you to support me."

    "As the saying goes, no one in this world can be relied on except yourself. The money you earn yourself is the most reassuring. Women must have the ability to earn money, or else the oue will be miserable."

    Bao Ye listened to her rambling, and couldn’t help but grin: "Who taught you this."

    He pulled back the quilt andy down, easily crossing the boundary, looking at her with dark eyes: "How miserable is a woman who can’t earn money?"

    Jiang Ruan said bluntly: "One day when she’s abandoned, she’ll have nothing but the cold wind."

    "Like Wang Baochuan, eating up all the wild vegetables on a few mountains, isn’t that miserable?"

    Bao Ye: "..."

    With a long arm, he directly pulled her into his embrace, her fragrance surrounding his nose.

    He felt particrly at ease.

    He closed his eyes, his lips moved slightly.

    "Sleep now."

    "Don’t think about useless things, they’re pointless."

    Jiang Ruan listened, her red lips twitched slightly, she said: "How is it pointless, I think my ideas are quite positive."

    "Well, people like you who were born into wealth obviously can’t understand the mindset of poor folks like us."

    Bao Ye said nothing, after a few seconds of silence, he opened his eyes.

    He was met with her slightly sorrowful gaze, his heart constricted, and he tightened his arm around her waist.

    He said quietly: "Your thoughts aren’t wrong. Living in this world, a lifetime involves many variables."

    "Only by having your own abilities can you stand firm in your circle, gain respect from others and enhance your self-worth. I took over the Bo family at seventeen, so I naturally empathize with your thoughts."

    "But Jiang Ruan, your man isn’t dead."

    This was the first time he called himself her man.

    Jiang Ruan was stunned.

    Her body stiffened while lying in his arms.

    They locked eyes, his gaze deep and dark, repressed with tenderness.

    He said: "Perhaps you could trust me a little more."

    "At least over these years, I have never deceived you, have I?"

    His words were indeed true.

    Throughout their rtionship, he had been steadfast and never misled her.

    "But what if I want you to say you love me?" Jiang Ruan was already tearful, she sniffed, her eyes brimming with tears: "Would you say it?"

    "Bao Ye, I’ve never been loved by anyone since I was a child."

    "You should know, what I want is love."

    Tears uncontrobly streaked down her eyes.

    He wiped them away promptly with warm fingers, her tears were scalding, the heat seemingly burning his heart.

    Seeing her cry, Bao Ye sighed and murmured: "Why do you always insist on that word?"