"How could I not trust you? I'm just too excited and have some trouble controlling myself. You... you let me calm down and digest this matter properly!" Ye Anran shook her head resolutely and then answered him affirmatively.
Yet she was anxious about her own urgent acting inside.
She couldn't hurt Uncle Bo's pride!
Ye Anran thought about what Ye Rouxin had said at noon, and she felt a pang of heartache. Young Master Bo's family had never treated Uncle Bo as one of their own. With Uncle Bo in such a situation, could it be that he was also suffering inside?
With that thought, she gently wrapped her arms around Uncle Bo's waist and buried her face in his chest.
Her tone was soft, "Uncle, don't worry. Whether poor or wealthy, sick or healthy, I will never leave you."
Bo Jinyu watched Ye Anran, and a silent, faint smile slowly formed on his lips.
This girl, she obviously didn't trust him, did she?
