Out of control and sinking

Even after returning to her room and closing the door, Chen Jiao's heart still couldn't calm down.

With her back pressed against the door, she raised her hand to wipe away non-existent sweat from her forehead, muttering involuntarily, "Holy crap."

"What did I just bump into? Was President Bo carrying Jiang Ruan? Or was he carrying her in a princess carry?"

The two of them didn't look like good friends at all; they were clearly lovers in secret.

I really didn’t expect that.

They really hid it well.

Not to mention her shock, if this news were to be exposed, it would definitely shock the media.

Chen Jiao stroked her chin, walked towards the sofa, and began to ponder: "So they've been together for a while now?"

"Is it possible that the man Jiang Ruan was hiding in her room was President Bo? So President Bo came here as a mystery guest entirely for Bo Ye's sake?"

Thinking of this, Chen Jiao suddenly understood.

Her eyes shone brightly as she exclaimed in admiration, "So that's how it is! How clever I am!"

The next second, Chen Jiao couldn't help but worry again: "But I witnessed this. What if Bo Ye kills me to cover it up?"

After all, it's rumored that Bo Ye is ruthless.

They've kept it so well hidden; they definitely didn't intend for anyone to know.

The more Chen Jiao thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She lost all excitement and wished she had never encountered it.

Waaah, I feel like such a terrible person, what should I do?
So, Chen Jiao sent a text message to Jiang Ruan.

【My dear Ruan Ruan, I didn't see anything. I just got sand in my eyes, it got in my eyes. You have to believe me.】

With a "ding," Jiang Ruan received the text message while awkwardly sitting on the sofa.

Picking up her phone and seeing the message, Jiang Ruan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

His expression was quite intriguing.

Bo Ye had just come out of the shower when he saw her holding her phone with that expression, and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ruan pouted her red lips and held up her phone screen: "See for yourself."

"Chen Jiao sent it to me, how am I supposed to reply?"

Bo Ye wore a black silk nightgown with the neckline open, and her smooth short hair fell to her eyebrows, making her look even more refined and noble.

The man took the phone with his large, well-defined hand, glanced at the text message, scoffed, and said, "She's quite sensible."

"Chen Jiao is a smart person; she knows what to say and what not to say. Isn't it a good thing that she can say things like this?"

Jiang Ruan looked up and looked at Bo Ye with surprise, clicking her tongue lightly: "You've only met her a few times and you already know she's smart?"

"Are you blind? You must have eyes that can see through anything!"

Bo Ye sensed something was off about her tone.

He handed the phone back to her, lightly tapped her forehead with his fingertip, and chuckled in exasperation, "You're jealous about this too? How can you be so petty?"

"Since she's on good terms with you, I'll naturally keep an eye on her, lest you be too kind and fail to distinguish between good and bad."

Hearing this warmed Jiang Ruan's heart, and she stuck out her tongue: "I'm not that stupid."

"I think I'm pretty smart." She said proudly, resting her chin on her wrist, her eyes alluring as she glanced at him sideways. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to thrive in the entertainment industry these past few years. Although I benefited from your support, if I were hopeless, you wouldn't have been able to help me either."

Bo Ye thought it made sense, and he agreed with that, nodding with a smile: "Yes, take advantage of the favorable winds."

"Keep it up from now on."

"Absolutely."

But she silently vowed that even if one day she couldn't ride his coattails, she would still have to rely on her own abilities to do better in the entertainment industry.

That's true self-acceptance from the bottom of your heart.

The room fell silent.

Bo Ye walked around to her and saw her curled up in a small ball on the sofa, holding her phone, still looking conflicted.

He sat down next to her and pulled her onto his lap.

"Don't know how to reply?" He glanced at his phone, nuzzled her soft cheek with his chin, and asked in a low voice.

A magnetic voice came through, and Jiang Ruan grunted, her face scrunched up, and she sighed, "Help me think of something, I really don't know how to reply."

Bo Ye said, "I'll do it."

Jiang Ruan didn't react: "Huh?"

The man's long, slender hand easily took the phone away, and Jiang Ruan's heart skipped a beat: "Don't do anything rash."

Then I saw him type, and the content was as follows.

[Bo Ye: Not listening, not watching, and not speaking are the basic rules for survival in the entertainment industry.]

Jiang Ruan glared at her: "Hey, don't!"

She reached out to grab the phone, but before she could stop him, Bo Ye had already sent the text message.

Jiang Ruan snatched the phone away: "What will she think of me if you say that? And it was posted in your name. No, I have to take it back right away."

Bo Ye saw her hand pressing down on the text message.

They didn't stop them.

He leaned back lazily on the sofa, his right arm around her waist, watching her work.

Before I could even retract the message, my phone vibrated.

Chen Jiao replied instantly: 【Understood, don't worry, Mr. Bo.】

Jiang Ruan: "..."

I've already seen the replies.

What's the point of her withdrawing it now?

Bo Ye's laughter came from above: "Ahem, are we still retreating?"

Jiang Ruan bit her lip, glared at him, and seeing his gloating expression, she said angrily, "We've already gone back, what are you waiting for!"

After saying that, Jiang Ruan turned off her phone and tossed it aside.

Bo Ye wrapped his arms around her waist.

Jiang Ruan twisted and struggled: "I won't let you hug me anymore, let go."

Bo Ye: "Tsk."

"Why are you angry? I'm just trying to help you solve the problem."

"You didn't know how to reply, so I helped you. Instead of thanking me, you're throwing a tantrum?"

What a heartless bastard.

"Who asked for your help?" Jiang Ruan said angrily. "I wanted you to help me think of how to reply, but you just sent a text message directly, and in your own name no less."

"What if it affects my friendship with her?"

Bo Ye's dark eyes deepened, and he said calmly, "If your friendship is so fragile that it can't even withstand a single word from me, you might as well end it sooner rather than later."

Jiang Ruan was speechless, utterly bewildered: "You..."

But I also felt that what he said made sense.

Seeing that the man's expression was not good, clearly because he was angry about what she said, Jiang Ruan blinked and leaned over to hug his neck.

She had long hair draped over her shoulders, wore the same pajamas as him, and looked incredibly adorable as she smiled sweetly and coaxed him, "Don't be angry."

"I know you're trying to help me."

Bo Ye glanced at her, seeing her change of attitude faster than flipping through a book, and said in a low voice, "Didn't you just say you didn't need my help?"

He said coldly, "Jiang Ruan, I have a temper too."

"Oh, I know." Jiang Ruan hugged his neck and rocked him coaxingly. She leaned close to his face and gave him a big kiss on his handsome cheek.

The sound was quite loud.

"Okay, don't be angry. I know you're doing this for my own good."

"This is such a small thing, it's not worth getting angry about, is it?"

Bo Ye was coaxed and his mood instantly improved, but he remained expressionless: "Well, no good deed goes unpunished."

"From now on, you're on your own. I'm not going to interfere anymore."

I thought, "A kiss will be enough to make him happy?"

Don't even think about it.

Jiang Ruan: "No, you just said that the east wind would follow me. A gentleman's word is his bond. You can't go back on your word."

She turned the tables on him, and Bo Ye's thin lips twitched. He looked down and saw her winking innocently at him, her playful and cute appearance as lively and pure as a young girl.

It makes you want to get involved with it.

Bo Ye's eyes darkened instantly. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he released his hand from her waist, instead grabbing Jiang Ruan's chin.

He leaned down close to her, almost touching her, and gritted his teeth in frustration: "I just can't do anything with you."

Jiang Ruan decided to push her luck and leaned forward to kiss his lips directly on his hand.

Bo Ye didn't expect her to be so proactive. He changed his grip from pinching her chin to choking her neck, and placed his hand on her neck.

Bo Ye was in control, and Jiang Ruan quickly begged for mercy.

"Bo Ye...no...I can't breathe anymore..." She could hardly breathe.

Bo Ye's eyes were shimmering with desire, and he released her, his voice hoarse.

"Idiot, don't you know how to breathe?"

Jiang Ruan was breathing heavily.

After calming down a bit, just as she was about to speak, Bo Ye wrapped his arm around her waist and flipped her over.

Jiang Ruan looked up, her dark eyes slightly dazed, a lingering effect of the kiss. Bo Ye knew she was always a bit slow on the uptake, and found it adorable.

He leaned down and bit her lip: "Kiss me, hmm?"

"Seduce me?"

Jiang Ruan blinked, stubbornly insisting, "I didn't."

"Jiang Ruan, once the arrow is released, there's no turning back."

"If you dare to do something, you have to bear the consequences."

He kissed her lips, his fingertips resting on the buttons of her silk nightgown at the neckline. He leaned down and whispered seductively in her ear, "Be good, you won't lose out by being with me. Whether it's the east wind or any other wind, you'll have it all."

His sweet words were so touching.

Jiang Ruan was completely captivated at once.

Her cheeks flushed as she looked at the man who was usually aloof and unapproachable, now kissing her and saying these intimate words.

Jiang Ruan felt a great sense of satisfaction.

The hand that was pressed against his chest turned into an embrace around the man's narrow waist.

Later, Bo Ye saw with his own eyes the diamond anklet on her ankle swaying and sparkling in front of him.

For him, it was even more exciting.

The man's eyes were bloodshot.

—

noon the next day.

Sun Yu and Liang Pengbo prepared lunch for the day, while Jiang Ruan and Chen Jiao chatted outside. Someone was recording them, and Chen Jiao didn't mention any topics that shouldn't be discussed.

Soon, a rich aroma wafted out.

Half an hour later, lunch was ready.

At the dining table, Jiang Ruan sat with Chen Jiao, while Sun Yu and Liang Pengbo sat opposite them.

Just as they were about to eat, they saw Bo Ye arrive from not far away.

Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow. The director had specially prepared a private chef for Bo Ye, so why did he come here?
Bo Ye also looked over, and as he approached, his tone was gentle: "Having lunch?"

Sun Yu extended a warm invitation: "Yes, Mr. Bo, have you eaten? Would you like to sit down and have something to eat with us?"

Chen Jiao kept her head down as she ate, but her eyes scanned her surroundings. Besides the four chairs, there was another one to her right.

Before Bo Ye could speak, Chen Jiao wisely picked up her bowl and pretended not to move, saying, "Yes, Mr. Bo, sit down and have some with us. Brother Sun and Pengbo are excellent cooks."

Before Jiang Ruan could react, the people around her were gone.

Jiang Ruan couldn't help but twitch her lips, realizing Chen Jiao's thoughts were all too clear.

Bo Ye was pleased with Chen Jiao's understanding, so he naturally replied, "Okay."

Then he sat down next to Jiang Ruan.

The rice was next to Jiang Ruan.

Sun Yu: "Jiang Ruan, quickly serve President Bo a bowl of rice."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan said "Oh". Then she put down her chopsticks and served him a full bowl of rice.

It was intentional, a personal vendetta.

He bullied her like that last night.

Humph.

dog man.

She smiled, but her eyes held a sharp edge: "Mr. Bo, eat more, make sure you're full, so we can continue filming this afternoon."

Bo Ye glanced at the rice, how could he not guess what she was thinking? He remained expressionless and said, "Okay, thank you."

In contrast to Jiang Ruan's displeasure, Bo Ye was in a great mood today.

After all, I ate a big meal last night.

I just feel refreshed.

As he took the bowl, the man scratched Jiang Ruan's palm, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Ruan was ticklish and couldn't help but yell, "Ouch!"

The commotion drew the attention of the other three people.

Chen Jiao looked like she was looking on with a gossip in her eyes.

Sun Yu: "What's wrong, Jiang Ruan?"

Liang Pengbo also looked at her curiously.

Bo Ye stared at her, his dark eyes smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ruan instinctively wanted to glare at him, but then she realized there were cameras around, so she could only suppress her anger and said with a forced smile, "It's okay, the rice was just too hot, hehehe..."

"Let's continue eating."

Hearing this, the others were relieved.

With Bo Ye at the table, Sun Yu took the initiative: "President Bo, try this braised pork. It's one of Pengbo's specialties."

"We all thought it was especially delicious."

Does "all" mean she also likes to eat?
When Bo Ye's gaze drifted over, Jiang Ruan pretended not to see it.

She was actually quite surprised that he sat at the same table with them for dinner, after all, he has obsessive-compulsive disorder.

After he sat down, I didn't see him touch his chopsticks much; he mostly ate the closest vegetables.

Bo Ye said, "Okay."

Then, he pretended to pick up a piece of braised pork, looking at it with obvious disdain. It was a dark reddish-brown color and looked unappetizing.

Compared to the chef at the villa, his skills are far inferior.

She likes to eat this?
Bo Ye didn't want to eat what Liang Pengbo made, but since he had already agreed, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and eat it.

took a bite.

Sun Yu asked, "How is it, Mr. Bo? Is it delicious?"

Liang Pengbo also looked over, his face full of anticipation.

Chen Jiao remained silent and ate her food in silence.

But he hasn't forgotten the rumors circulating online about Liang Pengbo and Jiang Ruan's relationship.

Although it's just a rumor, does Bo Ye, the official boyfriend, really not mind at all?

Anyway, she doesn't believe it.

really.

When asked the question, Bo Ye put down his chopsticks and the half-piece of meat, and commented in a calm tone: "It's alright."

Then he added, "It's just that there was too much sugar; it's too sweet and a bit cloying."

"The meat selection is not good; braised pork should use premium pork belly."

"The color is also not quite right."

Then, in a serious tone, he said to Liang Pengbo, "Keep up the good work."

That's picky.

Jiang Ruan's lips twitched violently. So you're a food expert, huh? From meat to color.

Upon hearing this, Liang Pengbo showed no sign of disappointment or discouragement; instead, he nodded excitedly.

"Thank you for your feedback, Mr. Bo. I will definitely continue to work hard."

"I'll try to make an even better braised pork dish next time."

Like an indestructible cockroach.

Bo Ye: "..."

Turning her head, she saw Jiang Ruan lowering her head and suppressing a laugh.

The man's dark eyes narrowed slightly; he was holding a grudge.

Very well, is it funny?
After dinner, Jiang Ruan and Chen Jiao took turns washing the dishes.

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