Out of control and sinking

You've only been apart for a few hours.

Besides, they were already secret lovers.

He's been good enough to you.

What more could you possibly want?

Jiang Ruan smiled bitterly. Yes, what else could she possibly hope for? Was she just delusional, asking Bo Ye to love her?

Bo Ye is the kind of person who doesn't even love himself.

Not to mention her.

Jiang Ruan became increasingly depressed, so she simply turned off her phone and stopped looking at it.

Completely cut off from outside news.

When the eyes do not look, the mind is at peace.

It was 11 p.m., and Bo Ye still hadn't returned.

Jiang Ruan lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

I finally couldn't resist and turned on my phone.

As soon as she opened it, a deluge of news headlines flooded in like a tidal wave, and the content of the news almost suffocated her.

[Breaking News! Bo Ye, President of the Bo Group, dances passionately with his first love at a dinner party!]

[Shocking! Actress Su Wan suddenly appeared at Ms. Xu Yun's welcome banquet, sparking rumors of a reconciliation with Bo Ye.]

Actress Su Wan and Bo Ye dance intimately, sparking rumors of a secret engagement!

The headlines on major websites were all dominated by the video and photos of Bo Ye and Su Wan.

Looking at the title, Jiang Ruan's fingers holding the phone trembled uncontrollably.

Su Wan... Su Wan is back.

Since entering the entertainment industry, Jiang Ruan has only met Su Wan once. At that time, Jiang Ruan was still a newcomer, while Su Wan was already a famous actress who was known all over the country.

Even now, Jiang Ruan vaguely remembers Su Wan's noble and elegant appearance in a red strapless dress; the temperament of a wealthy heiress is something that ordinary people cannot possess.

Not to mention that Su Wan was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and was also an exceptional singer and musician.

With a wealthy family background, outstanding looks, intelligence, and emotional intelligence, she is more than capable of surpassing the vast majority of celebrities in the entertainment industry.

At that time, Jiang Ruan was a naive and inexperienced young girl who was not valued by others.

Qin Jie took her to that banquet. At that time, she was stubborn and refused to wear the clothes that Bo Ye bought, preferring to wear a rented dress instead.

Little did they know that what was borrowed was still borrowed, and it was worlds apart from a custom-made dress.

Standing at the banquet, no matter how straight her back was, the constant mocking glances felt like a knife stabbing into her heart.

The entertainment industry is inherently a place of fame and fortune.

Human eyes are all hooked.

Whether someone is famous or not, what designer brands they wear, and what luxury watches they carry are all standards for measuring a person's wealth.

Jiang Ruan, however, was clearly out of place in that kind of setting.

She stood in the corner, ignored by everyone. Compared to Su Wan, who was surrounded by admirers and stood gracefully beside Bo Ye, she looked like an ugly duckling.

Even now, Jiang Ruan can't forget what happened back then.

Later, Su Wan went abroad.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, and in her heart, she also felt that Bo Ye and Su Wan were in love.

Because that's what everyone says.

Bo Ye has never denied it.

Jiang Ruan once couldn't help but ask Bo Ye if he truly cared for her.

Bo Ye's response was indifferent.

Tell her to listen less and ask less.

He doesn't like people who are too curious.

Yes, she was just a canary he kept in a gilded cage.

What right do you have to ask him that?

Pulling herself back to reality, Jiang Ruan flipped through the photos; Bo Ye was still dressed in a black suit tonight.

He's incredibly photogenic, with a face sculpted by a divine axe and deep-set eyes. Regardless of his looks or family background, he's the kind of man who could drive any woman in the world crazy.

And he was holding Su Wan's hand.

Jiang Ruan paused, her gaze lingering on Su Wan's face and her bright red dress.

Compared to when Su Wan left, she seemed to have changed no more, except that she had become more mature and charming.

There are also videos.

In the video, Bo Ye and Su Wan are dancing together.

The man is mature and handsome, the woman is sexy and charming.

The two seemed like a match made in heaven.

Jiang Ruan wasn't the only one who thought this way; the comments section was filled with the same opinion.

I also wish Bo Ye and Su Wan a speedy marriage.

The comments filled with well wishes were simply dazzling.

Jiang Ruan's eyes ached from looking at it, and her heart ached even more.

Acid, the overwhelming acid, eroded all her senses.

Seeing Bo Ye and Su Wan looking so handsome and beautiful, Jiang Ruan couldn't suppress her jealousy.

She's just jealous.

He was jealous that Su Wan was standing next to him, and that Su Wan could stand openly next to him.

Why not her?

Just ten hours ago, in this castle, on this bed, was she the one who was intimately with him.

Jiang Ruan became increasingly emotionally distraught as she thought about it.

But she suppressed it tightly, biting her lip hard, controlling her emotions.

But she was really in pain.

A pain that goes deep into the bone marrow.

Even if Jiang Ruan didn't want to admit it, she had spent so much time with him, sharing a bed with him.

She wasn't completely without feelings for him.

She is not a robot.

It's impossible not to be tempted by such an outstanding man.

But the more she did this, the more tormented she became.

Twelve o'clock.

Chaotic footsteps could be heard outside.

On the large bed, Jiang Ruan stared at the ceiling with her eyes open, having been doing so for who knows how long.

It must be Bo Ye who's back.

It's strange that he didn't stay with Su Wan.

Jiang Ruan's lips twitched slightly.

With a loud "snap," the man slammed the bedroom light on, and then the bathroom door slammed shut.

In front of the mirror, Bo Ye stared at his flushed cheeks, which were clearly an abnormal red.

But it's much better than when I lost my temper.

I almost... I almost made a mistake.

He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed.

But it opened its eyes again very quickly.

He gritted his teeth, his forehead and temples were taut, and his eyes held an undisguised rage.

Who would dare to tamper with my own banquet?

Except that person.

Bo Ye couldn't think of a second person.

Haha, giving his own son to another woman.

She was truly a good mother to him.

Bo Ye's lips curled into a cold smile.

Then, another surge of heat rose up.

The effects of the medicine could no longer be suppressed.

Bo Ye let out a painful sound. He haphazardly loosened his tie, turned on the tap, and splashed cold water on his face.

Then they filled the bathtub with water.

His whole body was flushed, and his hands, which were gripping the bathtub, were even trembling slightly. He had already begun to lose control for the second time.

Bo Ye had considered Jiang Ruan.

He can solve it as long as she cooperates.

Having been in the industry for so many years, he's not immune to being tricked before, but this time is different from the past.

Both are heavy.

She is so delicate.

Her press conference is in the next few days.

He was afraid he would lose control and hurt her.

No, he's about to lose control.

Before the bathtub was full of cold water, Bo Ye rolled in, making a loud "plop" sound.

Outside, Jiang Ruan's mind was in turmoil.

I was startled by the sound.

Did he fall?

Jiang Ruan quickly got out of bed, not even having time to put on slippers, and ran barefoot to the bathroom door.

The door is locked.

She knocked on the door: "Bo Ye? Bo Ye, are you alright?"

Jiang Ruan called out anxiously.

In her memory, Bo Ye had an exceptionally high alcohol tolerance; he was the one who got others drunk, and he had never done it like this before.

There was no response from inside. Jiang Ruan was so frightened that she kept banging on the door: "Bo Ye? Bo Ye, how are you? Say something, don't scare me."

The door is made of Phoebe zhennan wood.

It's extremely hard.

There was still no movement inside. Jiang Ruan was getting anxious and was about to turn around to ask the housekeeper for the key when she heard a man's low, hoarse voice: "I'm fine."

"You go to sleep first, I'll go to sleep after I take a shower." The sound of running water could be heard.

He is taking a bath in the bathtub.

Jiang Ruan didn't hear the sound of the shower.

Suddenly, I felt something was wrong.

When did Bo Ye start using the bathtub?

The noise at the door suddenly stopped.

Bo Ye breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had listened to him and gone back to sleep.

He wasn't planning to come back tonight. But given how things have turned out, he's thinking of spending the night at another villa and coming back tomorrow.

But the thought of her being at home, for some reason, made him not want to go anywhere.

Bo Ye was immersed in the icy water, but it felt as if his bones were being roasted on fire. He was in so much pain that he wanted to go crazy.

His eyes were bloodshot, and he gripped the bathtub tightly with his fingertips, even trying to relieve the heat with the pain.

heat.

It's really hot.

"Jiang Ruan," Bo Ye murmured.

His expensive bespoke suit was soaked in water, and it reeked of alcohol and cigarette smoke.

A welcome dinner, haha.

So that was her purpose.

Bo Ye felt a suffocating pain in his chest, and a mocking smile played on his lips. This was his biological mother.

From the moment he was born, all the love, hate, and grudges were blamed on him.

She made him her property.

She does whatever she wants, never considering his feelings.

Bo Ye closed his eyes, suppressing the surge of anger.

His phone, which he had tossed on the sink, rang. It kept ringing.

He didn't react at all.

Just then, a sound came from the lock cylinder of the bathroom door.

With his last vestiges of consciousness, Bo Ye opened his eyes, his blurry vision revealing that the door had been opened.

His pupils contracted sharply, but when he saw Jiang Ruan in a white nightgown with her hair loose, the vigilance that had welled up in his bones instantly vanished.

"Bo Ye!" Jiang Ruan's voice rang out in alarm, "What's wrong with you?"

She saw water all over the bathroom floor.

His phone was ringing.

I don't know who made the call.

He was lying in the bathtub, his face flushed, an unnatural red.

Jiang Ruan reached out and touched the water; it was cold water.

"You've been drugged?" Jiang Ruan's eyes widened.

That's for sure.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be hanging around here.

Bo Ye responded, "Mm."

He propped himself up on his arms, his voice hoarse, not wanting her to see his disheveled state: "Get out."

But she accidentally slipped and fell into the bathtub, her face submerged, and she choked and coughed incessantly.

Jiang Ruan quickly helped him up. She had never seen him like this before, and her eyes instantly reddened. Grabbing his wrist, she said, "I'll help you, I'll help you, okay?"

"Bo Ye, let me help you out."

She went to the housekeeper to ask for the key, but didn't let the housekeeper come with her.

Bo Ye is a germaphobe and hates it when people casually enter his bedroom, let alone his bathroom.

Jiang Ruan was also scared. Holding her phone tightly, afraid something might happen to him, she quickly made a call to find someone.

But given the current situation, even if we bring someone over, it won't make a difference.

Jiang Ruan hadn't experienced it herself, but she had seen what kind of people were like.

But I've never seen Bo Ye like this before.

Tonight is a banquet hosted by Bo Ye.

In such situations.

How could he.

Jiang Ruan couldn't understand it.

"No." Bo Ye took a deep breath, his cheeks burning red, and the arm that Jiang Ruan was holding felt like it was being bitten by countless ants.

His deep-seated desires made him unable to resist the urge to pull her in, to drag her into his depravity.

But his remaining rationality suppressed the thought. He took a deep breath, exhaled, and said hoarsely, "Listen to me, I can get through this."

"get out."

"How are you going to cook?" Tears welled up in Jiang Ruan's eyes. She bit her lip, deliberately pressing him: "You'd rather cook it yourself than have me, right?"

"Okay. Bo Ye, you're really great."

"I don't care what you say, I'm not leaving today."

"I'll give you two choices: first, I'll call the doctor; second, I'll help you."

Jiang Ruan commanded firmly.

"Choose one of these two options."

Her attitude was very firm.

Bo Ye listened, then chuckled in exasperation, grinding his teeth as he said, "No one has ever dared to make me, Bo Ye, make a choice."

His dark eyes stared at her face. Bo Ye's eyes were unfathomable, and his eyes were red, but he still couldn't suppress his murderous aura.

His voice was cold and imposing.

What if I don't choose any of them?

At a time like this, her face turned this red.

Still being stubborn?
Jiang Ruan gritted her teeth. Damn it, why was she so heartbroken?
Jiang Ruan stood up: "Then you'll just have to endure it."

She's despicable.

He doesn't want her even when she's offered herself to him, yet she's still clinging to him so desperately?

Don't give up.

Humph.

Bo Ye stared at her back and breathed a sigh of relief, but the phone rang again as he passed the sink.

Jiang Ruan paused and stopped.

Turning my head, I saw two bright words on the screen.

Suzhou.

It was Su Wan calling.

Jiang Ruan's lips twitched slightly. After hesitating for a moment, she kindly picked up the phone.

He handed it to him: "Here, is your wife's phone number?"

Her tone was indifferent, yet subtly conveyed emotion. Bo Ye suppressed his discomfort and glanced at her with his dark eyes: "Are you itching for a beating?"

"I didn't say anything wrong. Isn't that what the top trending topics are all about?" Jiang Ruan said retaliatoryly, "President Bo of the Bo Group and popular actress Su Wan danced passionately, suspected of pledging their lives to each other. President Bo's first love, whom he has been waiting for for many years, has returned."

Bo Ye: "..."

Judging from her smug tone, if he weren't in pain and unable to move...

Oh shit.

She absolutely has to look good.

Bo Ye's anger, which he had managed to suppress, suddenly flared up again.

He waved his phone and clicked his tongue, saying, "She's probably very worried about you right now. It's strange, even in your condition, she still let you go. So, are you going to pick her up or not, Mr. Bo?"

"Your first love is very worried about you."

"You seem to be gloating." Bo Ye stared at her, his thin lips moving with difficulty, his dark eyes fixed on her, filled with desire.

Jiang Ruan felt a little uneasy under his gaze, so she looked away and said, "No, not at all."

At that moment, the phone stopped ringing.

Jiang Ruan saw the list.

"Tsk tsk, Su Wan has called you four times already."

Do you need me to reply for you?

Suddenly, Bo Ye coldly shouted, "Get out!"

Two words that are extremely intimidating.

Jiang Ruan's heart trembled slightly in fright.

He didn't dare to joke anymore, muttering, "If you don't want to fight, then don't fight. Why are you being so fierce?"

"Fine, I'll go."

He was even dancing intimately with someone that night.

They don't even make a phone call.

Men are heartless.

Jiang Ruan mentally scoffed, put down his phone, stood up, looked at his disheveled state in the bathtub, and kindly asked him one last time, "Are you sure you don't need my help?"

Bo Ye coldly uttered a single word: "No."

Bo Ye was born with exceptional self-control.

anything.

Don't even think about forcing him to do anything.

The same applies to tonight.

"OK then."

"Then I'll go out first."

Before leaving, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but turn her head and cough lightly: "Ahem."

This immediately caught Bo Ye's attention.

Stared at coldly by him, seeing his cheeks turn red, Jiang Ruan said, "If all else fails, you can think of other ways. Using SH Ou occasionally should also work, right?"

She blinked, looking utterly innocent.

In Bo Ye's eyes, it was clearly intentional.

No sooner had he finished speaking than three words were heard from Bo Ye, uttered through gritted teeth.