"Although I don't understand the affairs of your fame-seeking world, I've been in the entertainment industry for so long. I've seen all kinds of people, and I can tell from his demeanor that he's very deep and complex."
Hearing this, the arm Bao Ye had around her waist tightened slightly, and his chin nestled on her shoulder.
All around his nose was her scent, captivating and soothing: "I know."
Jiang Ruan made a sound of acknowledgment.
Just as she closed her eyes, she heard him ask, "Then what did you think of my demeanor when you first saw me?"
Jiang Ruan's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly opened her eyes, filled with confusion.
She didn't expect him to be looking at her too, and she met his deep, dark eyes, like a cold pool.
Without thinking, Jiang Ruan closed her eyes again and blurted out a few words: "A rich person."
Bao Ye: "..."
"Really?" Bao Ye naturally didn't believe it. "I meant demeanor."
Jiang Ruan: "Really, why would I lie to you."
