Intimate?
Ye Shengge was shocked. "Xiao Ruilang, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself?"
"That's because you've never asked me to be your husband. If you've experienced it before, you'll know what I said makes sense," Xiao Ruilang said.
He felt that he could become a filial husband if he had that woman as his wife.
"Not interested." Ye Shengge said coldly. She paused for a bit and said, "Besides, Shiting isn't trying to save the world. He's just doing it for me and the two kids. Things have fallen to him. He can't just stand by and do nothing."
"He's good in every aspect in your eyes." Xiao Ruilang sighed with melancholy.
"Yes," Ye Shengge said. "Drive safely. I need to write a report."
She turned on her laptop and started to describe what had happened in the past two days. Jiang Yu might need a more formal report before he could make a move.
Xiao Ruilang snorted and slowed down.
…
Jiang Manor.
