"What's so good about a show that makes my baby suffer?" Ashton Heath pulled her hand over, squeezing her soft, white, tender hand in his palm, "I can't bear to see you suffer in the show. If you want to join a variety show with good ratings, I can help you find another one. As for this variety show, you should just decline."
"But I really want to go, I think it's not a big deal." Joanna Lawrence was reluctant to give up the opportunity, "I think it's interesting to experience different lifestyles occasionally. I've watched the show before, and I think living in the countryside is quite interesting."
"And earning a living through my own labor could be quite fulfilling."
"Ashton, I really want to go."
"Please let me go, will you?"
"I promise I will take care of myself."
Joanna clung to Ashton's arm and shook it, as if she would keep shaking him until he agreed.
Ashton Heath: "..."