My Superstar Wife Is So Popular-Chapter 880 - 878: Boiling a Frog in Warm Water

One day, Jiang Yao returned to Jiang City to discuss resources for Wen Qiao. She got caught in the rain on her way home and developed a high fever in the middle of the night.

Ye Shengnan noticed she hadn’t replied to his messages for a long time, so he called her.

Upon learning of her situation, he immediately booked the nearest flight back to Jiang City, took her to the hospital for an IV, and took care of her all night.

It was at that time that Ye Shengnan expressed his feelings to her.

There’s a reason why Ye Shengnan could win the crown of Best Actor at such a young age.

His ability to understand and perceive human emotions is truly unmatched.

When people are sick, all their defenses are in a very vulnerable state. Even though Jiang Yao was calm, at that time, she couldn’t possibly refuse Ye Shengnan.

Moreover, she already had a liking for Ye Shengnan.

Looking back on this event, Jiang Yao felt that from the start, Ye Shengnan was setting her up. First, he let her get used to his presence, then he cared for her under the guise of friendship, being good to her, gradually infiltrating her life, and once she got used to his presence, he began to reel her in.

If Ye Shengnan hadn’t entered the entertainment industry back then and ventured into the business world, he would also have been an excellent businessman.

Seizing opportunities and striking effectively.

Just like last night, after acting pitiful, he conveniently confessed, which significantly solidified his position in Jiang Yao’s heart.

Moreover, he could have easily waited at home, going out before Jiang Yao returned, since she wouldn’t know either way, or chosen to wait in the car. Any of these options would have softened Jiang Yao’s heart.

But he chose the silliest option, which made Jiang Yao unable to blame him even knowing he was using tricks.

Because unless you truly like and care for someone, you wouldn’t be willing to go to that extent.

"A real slow-boiling trap," Wen Qiao applauded after hearing the story. She nudged Jiang Yao with two fingers, "Is your skin still intact? Has it been boiled off?"

Jiang Yao rolled her eyes and slapped Wen Qiao’s hand away as she tried to sneak a peek under her clothes: "I’m perfectly fine. You should worry about your own skin; don’t let President Fu gnaw it off."

Wen Qiao’s eyes widened in shock, "Oh my, oh my, having a man really changes things. Not only do you understand more, but even your words have become so open."

Jiang Yao took out a small mirror from her bag and held it up to Wen Qiao’s face: "Look at your lips, they’re as red as anything. Only a fool wouldn’t understand."

Wen Qiao took the mirror and checked herself, muttering, "Isn’t this great? It even saves on lipstick. This red looks so natural."

Jiang Yao: "..."

She finally understood, when it comes to Wen Qiao, it’s best not to compete on levels of shamelessness.

After a while, Jiang Yao suddenly asked, "Qiaoqiao, do you blame me?"

Wen Qiao was still admiring her beauty in the mirror when Jiang Yao’s question came out of the blue, catching her off guard: "Blame you for what?"

"For not telling you about my situation right away..."

"What’s there to blame? Everyone has their privacy." Wen Qiao realized what she was getting at, "When I first ended my engagement, didn’t I also keep it to myself initially? If you can’t even figure things out for yourself, how can you explain it to others? I totally get it."

"That’s part of it, but more of it is," Jiang Yao paused, lowering her head, "I don’t have confidence in our relationship, and I don’t have confidence in myself."