What is called a strategic retreat, what is called feigning injury, and what is called the beauty trap.
Today, Bo Jinyu perfectly executed these strategies in a series.
His voice is naturally deep with a faint magnetism, and at this moment he intentionally lowered it, speaking with a tinge of desolation, his eyes conveying a semblance of 'forced strength'.
Seeing him like that, it was hard for anyone not to feel compassion.
Ye Anran had always been worried about his health, and such an assault on him was not small, fearing that he would feel inferior and self-pitying, so every time Bo Jinyu employed this tactic, it was absolutely effective.
Ye Anran bit her teeth, looking at him with a rising sense of pity in her heart.
"Husband, don't talk nonsense! Who says your back is no good, the doctor said everything is possible, maybe you could stand up again in two months! And even if you can't stand, we can still live happily!"
