Out of control and sinking

Chapter 109 Are you and Su Wan together?

Jiang Ruan discovered it a long time ago.

Bo Ye may seem aloof and detached from worldly affairs, and the rumors circulating in the industry are even more outrageous—that he's ruthless and indifferent to women—but in this respect, he's quite romantic.

No woman in the world can resist.

Including Jiang Ruan.

She was immersed in his rage, yet also shared moments of tenderness with him.

Finally, Bo Ye returned to normal and carried Jiang Ruan out of the bathtub.

She was exhausted and let him tidy her up, but her eyes were open.

His lips were swollen from biting them.

Jiang Ruan sniffed, her little face stubborn as she looked at him, and said, "You haven't answered me yet."

"Are you and Su Wan together?"

Bo Ye's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest ripple, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't listen to the news's nonsense."

"Is it just talk?" Jiang Ruan's red lips curled up. "I feel like it's true. Doesn't everyone say she's your first love, your childhood sweetheart? Isn't the reason you haven't dated or married all these years just waiting for her to come back?"

Bo Ye looked at her with his dark eyes.

You believe rumors out of thin air?

Jiang Ruan: "Why don't you believe me?"

Their eyes met, and she smiled bitterly: "No matter what people say outside, you've never explained it, have you?"

Bo Ye replied indifferently, "I'm busy."

After saying that, he turned on the hairdryer to dry her hair, his slender fingertips running through her soft strands.

They were as intimate as lovers.

Bo Ye helped her with this action many times.

But they weren't lovers.

They weren't even lovers.

If we're really talking about the relationship, it's a low-class sugar daddy and his kept woman, a domineering CEO and his kept mistress.

Jiang Ruan closed her eyes, holding back her tears, not wanting him to see them; it would be too embarrassing.

Jiang Ruan hated herself for losing control of her emotions like this.

After drying her off, Bo Ye tidied himself up and then carried her to the big bed.

They lay down in each other's arms; his embrace was warm, but Jiang Ruan's heart was cold.

A moment later, a man's voice rang out.

"Still not asleep?"

Bo Ye knew her too well; he could tell whether she was asleep or not just by her breathing rate.

Jiang Ruan didn't open her eyes, and responded softly, "Mmm." "Are you tired?" Bo Ye asked, "Does it hurt anywhere?"

Jiang Ruan shook her head: "It's alright."

There was clearly no desire to continue the conversation.

In the dim light, Bo Ye looked at her small face; his hands were so big, and her cheeks were a little red.

His eyes were tired, but they were also bright and alert. Thinking about what happened tonight, a hint of malice flashed in the man's eyes.

And disappointment.

But we're used to it by now, aren't we?
After a moment, Bo Ye spoke, his tone indifferent: "I didn't know she was back."

"I didn't invite them."

"What about the opening dance?" Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, her gaze bright and mocking. "It wasn't your idea to dance with her, it was your mother who forced you, wasn't it?"

She is rarely this aggressive.

Bo Ye frowned: "Jiang Ruan."

"It's just a dance."

Yes, it's just a dance.

What is she worried about?
Feeling irritated, Jiang Ruan blurted out, "Have you two ever done that?"

"what?"

"sleep."

Jiang Ruan said, "Isn't it said that people who are just beginning to fall in love are very impulsive? You two have been childhood sweethearts for so many years, have you ever been intimate with her?"

She stared intently at him, single-mindedly determined to get to the bottom of this.

This question had been weighing on her mind for a long time.

She admitted that she was probably sick.

Everyone is an adult.

Besides, they are all from wealthy families; what kind of kindergarten-style love is she hoping for?

But Jiang Ruan just wanted to try and break through the wall.

She may not mind the past, but what about the future?

She needs to figure this out.

The man lying next to her—does he, on some nights, also lie next to other women?

Thinking about this made her feel nauseous.

Just then, Bo Ye's voice came through.

(End of this chapter)