h4Chapter 137: Chapter 123: Bao Ye Attends Her Press Conference/h4

    He kept his eyes tightly closed, his expression calm, showing not even a ripple of emotion.

    Jiang Ruan didn’t care whether he could hear her or not, her heart was pounding like thunder, feeling like it might leap out of her throat.

    Courage and boldness never experienced before.

    After speaking, she obediently snuggled back into his arms, holding the man’s narrow waist, smelling the scent of cologne, and quickly fell asleep.

    Not until he heard the steady breathing of the girl beside him did Bao Ye dare open his eyes, his dark eyes unable to conceal the turmoil within.

    He lowered his gaze, watching her sleep soundly, even the corners of her lips were slightly upturned.

    He pressed his thin lips together, yet a subtle smile passed through his eyes, and he held her a bit tighter, with his chin resting against her soft shoulder.

    He let out a breath.

    Perhaps, since a long time ago, he had already fully grown ustomed to her.

    —

    The online sensation around Fang Cui hadn’t diminished.

    Ever since that day Fang Cui caused a scene at Jiang Ruan’spany entrance, she had continuously done so several times afterward.

    At first, there were quite a few people watching her, butter, as it kept happening frequently, everyone just got used to it.

    Simply thinking she had lost her mind.

    Yet, many began taking advantage of the situation to gain poprity.

    Even starting a live broadcast focused on Fang Cui.

    The live stream gained great poprity.

    The day of the press conference.

    Jiang Ruan arrived early at the venue, she wore a simple white T-shirt and ck pants, with just a baseyer on her face, looking almost bare-faced with no noticeable difference.

    Backstage, she sat on the sofa, looking at the crowd-packed scene through the camera, biting her red lips tight, saying it was impossible to feelpletely stress-free.

    "Rx a bit." Sister Qin walked over, noticing her nervousness, gently patting her shoulder,forting, "It’s nothing major, just a press conference, we all support you, one’s background is not something they can choose themselves, you haven’t done anything wrong."

    Hearing this, Jiang Ruan’s emotions finally settled somewhat, she let out a long breath.

    Replied, "Mmm."

    The press conference began.

    As soon as Jiang Ruan appeared, the ce instantly erupted.

    Jiang Ruan’s dedicated fans were excitedly calling her name.

    Looking at each excited face.

    At that moment, Jiang Ruan felt infinite courage within.

    See, there were still those who liked her and supported her.

    But inevitably, there were also harsh voices.

    "Jiang Ruan, are you really Chen Miao?"

    "Is Jiang Ruan’s name something you changed heads for, is your family background all fake?"

    Facing the questioning, Jiang Ruan looked towards the crowd, lifting her chin, her face calm as she raised the microphone, even with a smile at the corner of her lips.

    She calmly said, "I know everyone is curious about my background, thanks to Fang Cui’s tireless efforts, I also thank her and those behind her for exhausting themselves in trying to expose me."

    "Yes, I am Chen Miao, the one from a small, remote county town, Jiang City’s Chen Miao."

    "Fang Cui is my real aunt, and after my parents passed away, my only family member left in this world."

    With these words, the scene instantly exploded.

    Both haters and loyal fans.

    Various voices of discussion emerged.

    Jiang Ruan let them talk however they wanted, her expression always remained calm.

    Suddenly, she sensed an intense gaze.

    Jiang Ruan instinctively looked up, coincidentally meeting the gaze of a man at the floor-to-ceiling window upstairs.

    Four eyes met, as if separated by half a century.

    Chen Nan stood beside him.

    A man in a full ck suit, with a chiseled face.

    Merely standing there, he was an unmissable view.

    At this moment, looking at her with a calm face, still maintaining that aloof, unreachable demeanor.

    Making it hard to discern emotions.

    Yet, despite this.

    Jiang Ruanxin’s heart still trembled heavily.

    The fingertips holding the microphone were even trembling slightly.

    She couldn’t believe he’de.

    Bao Ye.

    He woulde to her press conference.