Out of control and sinking

Chapter 226 Could it be that he has a fever?
"Is that so?" Bo Ye said, "I didn't see it as a last resort, but you seem quite smug."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

She took a deep breath: "It's just feeding you, fine, I'll feed you."

Jiang Ruan gave him a mischievous smile: "But just a friendly reminder to President Bo."

Bo Ye said calmly, "Speak."

"I had snail rice noodles for lunch."

"They even ate stinky tofu."

Jiang Ruan grinned: "I didn't brush my teeth!"

Bo Ye: "..."

His face instantly darkened.

"It's not a big deal if I feed you, as long as you don't mind. After all, my breath still smells of snail rice noodles, and the food I feed you might also have some..."

Before she could finish speaking, Bo Ye grabbed her waist and pushed her off his lap.

Jiang Ruan was caught off guard: "Hey, hey."

Why did you push me?

Bo Ye withdrew his hand only after she stood up straight.

He picked up his chopsticks, didn't even look at her, and coldly said, "Go brush your teeth."

Bo Ye has a severe case of mysophobia, and Jiang Ruan has directly crossed his line.

Seeing that she had successfully been rejected by him, Jiang Ruan secretly smiled to herself, but said seriously on the surface: "Okay, President Bo."

"I'll go brush my teeth now. Enjoy your meal."

After saying that, he dashed off to the bathroom.

The sound of a door closing came from behind.

Bo Ye looked up and his eyes were icy cold.

How could I not guess that this was another of her bad ideas?

Also, snail rice noodles and stinky tofu.

They didn't make these two dishes for lunch.

Jiang Ruan probably never imagined that he would take the time out of his busy schedule to watch the video they recorded.

Humph.

Do you really think he's stupid?

He took note of this account.

I'll settle the score with her slowly tonight.

Thinking of this, Bo Ye's lips curled into a smile.

Jiang Ruan came out of the shower an hour later.

Women bathe differently than men.

It's like a combination of bathing, skincare, and moisturizing.

After all that fuss, more than an hour had passed without me even realizing it. When I opened the door, Jiang Ruan emanated a fragrant aroma. The dining table was empty and spotless.

The food cart is gone; someone must have taken it away.

Bo Ye was reading a book on the sofa.

Seeing how focused he was, she didn't disturb him. She threw the clothes that needed washing into the washing machine and cleaned the bathroom as well.

Jiang Ruan came out after everything was tidied up.

Nothing else happened, so she picked up her phone, sat down next to him, kicked off her slippers, and curled up on the sofa to scroll through her phone.

Then I saw the director send out red envelopes in the group chat. Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

Jiang Ruan clicked on it, and saw the price was 199.99.

Good luck.

Jiang Ruan smiled and said, "Thank you, director."

I logged out and replied to all the people I was on good terms with who had sent me Mid-Autumn Festival greetings, thanking them and wishing them well.

I saw that Feng Meiling had texted her.

First, I wish her a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.

She also mentioned that she had arranged to meet Si Chen that evening.

As a result, Si Chen was too busy with work and forgot.

She spent two hours getting ready and then waited for him at the meeting place for over an hour.

The phone can't get through.

Enraged, Feng Meiling went straight home.

When Si Chen remembered, two hours had already passed. He called Feng Meiling, who angrily scolded him.

Hearing Feng Meiling's complaints, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Pfft."

The laughter was particularly noticeable in the quiet living room.

Remembering that he was reading a book, Jiang Ruan quickly covered her mouth and secretly glanced at him.

She met the man's dark, deep eyes.

"Ahem... I won't laugh anymore, I'll hold it in, you can continue." Jiang Ruan said somewhat awkwardly.

Little did they know that an hour had passed.

Bo Ye only read two pages.

Compared to his usual efficiency, this is as if he didn't even look at it.

He closed the book, rubbing his tired temples with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse voice, "My head hurts, I can't read anymore."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan looked anxious and leaned closer to look at him: "Why do you suddenly have a headache?"

"Could it be that he has a fever?"

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