Even with Chu Xinian's assurance, Ji Manman was still frightened, so much so that she didn't have the heart to keep clinging to the man.
Like half of her soul had left her, she sat blankly on the sofa opposite the television, the words "worried and scared" clearly written across her pale, delicate face.
Her white teeth bit her lower lip, and Ji Manman murmured to herself: "Xinian, if... Liu Liang really has evidence against me, I can't be a star anymore, and those who once liked me will despise me. Will you still keep me by your side?"
Chu Xinian turned to look at her, striding with long legs to her side, "Of course, you are my wife. What you've sacrificed for Yi Ren, I won't forget."
He could understand her panic; after all, Ji Manman was a household name.
Even for an ordinary woman, once such a handle falls into another man's hands, facing the risk of disgrace is absolutely unbearable.
