Bo Jinyu saw doubt in her eyes and slowly said, "Just put the plan aside, let it cool off for a while, and you'll see, those old stubborn folks will definitely come back to you."
"Really, will that work?" Ye Anran was still somewhat uncertain.
"Nothing wrong with that, you have to trust your husband!" Bo Jinyu gently touched her cheek, smiling tenderly and affectionately while rubbing her soft, delicate face.
Ye Anran's skin was exquisite, looking as fresh and tender as a teenage girl's, despite being in her twenties, irresistibly inviting.
He always couldn't resist pinching it, and even felt like taking a bite.
"I do trust you, but I just can't help worrying; you have no idea how timid those old stubborn men can be!"
"As a psychology expert, being timid doesn't mean they lack ambition."
"That's true, these folks are no ordinary people, quite ambitious indeed!" Ye Anran thought that made sense, so she smiled happily.
