Seeing that Le Wan was still unhappy, Zhai Jing suddenly changed his tone.
"Or, you can switch places with me. For example, you can take care of me, okay?"
Le Wan burst out laughing.
"Sure, I'll take care of you. I'll take care of you in the future. I promise that you'll have a mouthful of porridge as long as I have a mouthful of food to eat. So, why don't you call me 'boss'? Let me hear it."
Given Zhai Jing's independence, self-striving nature, and unwillingness to be left behind by others, Le Wan really didn't believe that he would give up his self-esteem and let a woman support him. Therefore, she didn't believe what Zhai Jing said at all.
Zhai Jing laughed.
"If that person is you, I think I'll be very happy to do it. Boss."
It sounded domineering, but it also felt like a bandit's name.
"It doesn't suit your temperament. Why don't we change the term? I'll call you my wife, okay?"
