The host didn’t expect Jiang Ruan to respond so quickly, offering a few official complints before switching topics: "So, Mr. Bao, who fell for whom first between you two?"
Jiang Ruan was a bit amused but remained calm and unhurried, feeling slightly shy: "You should ask Mr. Bao this question. We’ve never really studied it before, but from my impression, I guess it was probably mutual."
Hearing this, the host clapped with one hand while holding the microphone: "So it’s a reciprocal love."
"Wow, I’m really envious of you two. Jiang Ruan, you should know, Mr. Bao’s proposal to you took all of Beijing by storm. The trending topic still hasn’t gone down."
Jiang Ruan gave a sweet smile, making a heart gesture to the cara: "I know, and thank you to all the fans who care about and love . I’ve received your blessings. We’ll be happy. Love you all."
"Alright, Jiang Ruan, this interview has one last question, which was selected randomly from the netizen comnts."
The host read from a word card: "This netizen wants to ask, if love had a ti limit, how long would you hope it lasts?"
Jiang Ruan replied instantly: "Ten thousand years."
She exuded tenderness, paired with her orange tulle dress today, adding elegance and composure rather than the sweet girl she used to be.
The host laughed: "I thought you would say forever. Can you share why it’s ten thousand years?"
Jiang Ruan’s red lips moved slightly, and she gazed at the dark cara lens with bright eyes, her voice calm as she slowly said: "Because I feel in this world, aside from death, all sudden departures in love are betrayals."
"If love had a ti limit, I hope it’s until the mont death pulls the oxygen tube."
Even the host was stunned by this remark: "That’s how it is."
Jiang Ruan teased herself: "Of course, I can’t live for ten thousand years, or else I’d beco an old witch."
The host was amused too: "Hahaha..."
The interview concluded successfully, and Jiang Ruan went back to the rest room prepared especially for her to take a break.
As soon as she walked in, she kicked off her high heels, stepping barefoot on the carpet, her assistant having thoughtfully prepared honey water for her.
"Sister Jiang Ruan, have so honey water to soothe your throat."
"This host sure asked a lot of questions."
The assistant complained: "Seed eager to dig out every bit of your and Mr. Bao’s love story."
Jiang Ruan took the sweet-scented osmanthus honey water that suited her taste, sipping twice, she laughed: "If he weren’t gossipy, he wouldn’t be an entertainnt gossip journalist host."
The assistant clucked: "I heard that recently many dia reporters have been camping at the Bao Group’s entrance, waiting to interview Mr. Bao."
"Yet Mr. Bao didn’t leave all day, just stayed inside the company, even after the sky turned dark they didn’t catch anyone."
Jiang Ruan put down the cup, unable to suppress a laugh.
"Of course they couldn’t catch him, the Bao Family doesn’t have only one exit."
"I rember there are several exits in the garage too."
"Since they’re not insiders, they might know just one or two exits, for sure Bao Ye has loopholes to exploit."
The assistant mused: "That’s it, huh, no wonder the paparazzi couldn’t catch him. Compared to them, Mr. Bao is much smarter."
Jiang Ruan wanted to say, it’s not that Bao Ye is smarter than them.
It’s that she’s never t anyone smarter or more insightful than Bao Ye. No matter the ti or situation, he can easily keep the big picture under control.
That’s the charm of a mature, career-driven man.
With admiration in her eyes, Jiang Ruan settled her thoughts and asked the assistant: "Are there any other plans today?"
Returning to work, the assistant brought out today’s itinerary.
Besides this interview, Jiang Ruan was to attend a shareholders’ eting of the company in the afternoon.
Then in the evening, there was a social engagent.
Speaking of social engagents, Jiang Ruan had many lately, as every public company wanted to connect with her.
Jiang Ruan knew they weren’t interested in her but in Bao Ye behind her.
Naturally, she had little interest in eting them, so she had the assistant decline.
But she couldn’t decline today’s engagent.
Because this one was organized by Bao Ye himself.
A few days ago, Bao Ye ntioned to Jiang Ruan that the new mayor, who’s an old acquaintance of his, wanted to et her.
Thinking about the mayor, Jiang Ruan felt a bit nervous, supporting her face with her palms, she looked up and asked the assistant.
"Do you think I should dress more formally when eting the mayor with Bao Ye? Can’t be too casual, right?"
The assistant nodded at the question: "I think so too, after all, it’s the mayor, not an ordinary person."
"Can’t dress too flashy," Jiang Ruan muttered: "Can’t dress too plain either."
"Hmm, maybe I should wear a skirt that matches the color of Bao Ye’s suit; that would give a couple vibe."
Assistant: "That’s a good idea. Why don’t you ask Mr. Bao what color suit he’s wearing today?"
"I know," Jiang Ruan said: "Black."
"I took a look when he left ho this morning. He particularly likes black suits, so I’ll choose a black waist-fitted long dress, in a French or simply elegant style."
"Hair can be styled up or loosely curled."
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