Out of control and sinking

As Chen Nan emerged from the apartment building, she carried a pink bag and a trash bag. The pink bag was heavy, filled with glutinous rice balls she had made herself.

As Chen Nan got on the bus, he suddenly realized something.

He didn't ask for her contact information.

Chen Nan frowned. How was he going to return the clothes to her?
Chen Nan wanted to go back, but then she thought it was too late, and maybe she was already getting ready to sleep.

He shouldn't go back and bother her.

That's enough.

He can ask Jiang Ruan tomorrow.

She must have Lu Jie's contact information.

The taxi was driving in the middle of the road, and Chen Nan's mouth was filled with the sweet taste of glutinous rice balls, while his clothes smelled of lime.

Chen Nan couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

I wonder what kind of man she loved but couldn't have.

She had never been in a relationship, just like him.

He has never been in a relationship.

—

Inside the villa, Jiang Ruan was forced to drink the hangover soup that Bo Ye had the servants prepare.

She put down the bowl, her face scrunched up, and she looked at the man beside her with a reproachful expression: "It's so bitter."

"Did you forget to ask them to add sugar to my soup? Today's hangover soup is noticeably more bitter than usual."

Bo Ye looked over with his dark eyes, and his thin lips twitched as he said, "Two spoonfuls added, and it's still bitter?"

"Even the sweetest desserts can increase the risk of diabetes."

Jiang Ruan kicked off her slippers and moved closer to him on the sofa. After drinking, she was completely love-struck.

She reached out her hands: "Bo Ye, hug me."

Her tone was soft, like a little girl's.

Bo Ye was pleased with her initiative. He put down the book in his hand, easily wrapped his long arms around her waist, and hugged her tightly.

Jiang Ruan snuggled into his arms and rubbed against him.

Thinking of something, she looked up and reached for his lips, about to kiss him.

Bo Ye grabbed her chin: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ruan blinked her dark eyes: "Kiss, kiss."

"You won't stop me from kissing you, will you?"

Bo Ye chuckled, gently kneading her cheek with his fingertips: "You did it on purpose, huh?"

"He kissed me right after I finished drinking the hangover soup."

"You want me to experience it too?"

Having her intentions exposed, Jiang Ruan stuck out her tongue: "You're so clever."

Bo Ye pushed her chin back: "Don't think about it."

Jiang Ruan said, feeling wronged, "You dislike me."

She gritted her teeth: "You actually despise me?"

Bo Ye: "No."

"You won't even let me kiss you, what else could it be but disgusting me?" Jiang Ruan couldn't help but speak without restraint: "You even kissed the one thing I shouldn't kiss, and now you're disgusted with me for drinking a hangover soup. Mr. Bo, you're so fickle."

Bo Ye's temples were buzzing.

At the same time, his Adam's apple bobbed, his arms around her waist tightened, and he looked down at her nestled in his arms.

He said hoarsely, "Seducing me?"

Jiang Ruan shook her head: "I didn't."

"What else is bringing that up but seducing me, huh?" His dark eyes were like black holes, making it impossible to see his emotions, only a sense of something stirring within them.

The hand that was around her waist began to wander restlessly: "If you want to experience it again, just say so."

"It's not that I can't meet your needs."

Jiang Ruan blushed as she listened.

"What?!" she gritted her teeth. "I don't want to."

"I was telling you that you dislike me... um..."

Before she could finish speaking, the man grabbed her chin and lowered his head to kiss her.

His kiss was domineering and forceful, irresistible to anyone, but the bitter taste of the hangover soup spoiled the mood as it spread in both of their mouths.

After the kiss, Jiang Ruan leaned against him.

Hearing Bo Ye say coldly, "It is indeed quite bitter."

Jiang Ruan snorted, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Bo Ye bent down, picked her up, got off the sofa, and walked towards the large bed.

Jiang Ruan realized something and began to struggle: "Bo Ye, my back hurts, my legs hurt, everything hurts, oh no, please let me go tonight..."

He was interrupted by Bo Ye's cold voice: "Shut up."

There's candy on the bedside table, I'll get you some candy.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan immediately shut up.

She: "Oh."

Oh, I see.

Bo Ye placed her on the bed, opened a drawer with his slender fingers, and took out a bottle of strawberry candy.

Then I poured one out and handed it to her.

Jiang Ruan took it and bit into her mouth; it tasted sweet like strawberries. She smiled and said, "President Bo, you're such a nice person."

"When was the sugar added? How come I didn't know?"

When asked, Bo Ye glanced down at her and said in a low voice, "It's because someone has a low alcohol tolerance but still loves to drink. After drinking, they don't drink any hangover soup and end up crying and making a scene."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Pointing out someone's shortcomings is very impolite, okay?

Seeing him put the cap back on, she asked curiously, "Aren't you going to eat one?"

"It tastes sweet and strawberry-flavored, very delicious."

Bo Ye closed the drawer and, seeing her smug expression, said, "I have a question for you."

Jiang Ruan: "Go ahead and ask."

What does it mean that every cause has an effect?

Jiang Ruan blinked: "It's simple, every cause has an effect."

"What about cause and effect, and retribution?"

"Whoever sows the seeds must bear the consequences; those who make mistakes must take responsibility for them."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "Why are you suddenly asking me this question?"

Bo Ye smiled mysteriously: "It's good that you know."

As he spoke, he ripped off his tie, and in doing so, unbuttoned several buttons.

Jiang Ruan already had a bad feeling.

Until he leaned down and lifted her chin.

Looking at her fair face, Bo Ye's dark eyes were deep. He knelt on one knee by the bed and whispered in her ear, "You asked me to kiss you just now, and I did, to prove that I don't mind the bitterness in your mouth."

"Now that you're enjoying the sweetness, shouldn't you make up for the bitterness in my mouth?"

A deep, magnetic voice rang in my ears, assertive and confident.

Jiang Ruan exclaimed "Ah!" with a look of utter disbelief: "What kind of logic is this?"

"It's because you don't eat sugar."

Bo Ye: "I don't like sweet things."

"But if it's in your mouth, it's fine to taste it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed him.

The sweet strawberry flavor spread in their mouths, instantly washing away all the bitterness from before.

Jiang Ruan took the initiative to hug his narrow waist.

Bo Ye kissed the girl's earlobe.

Jiang Ruan's eyes were red with desire, and she gripped his shirt tightly with her fingertips, creating wrinkles.

Her breathing became completely erratic, and she called his name: "Bo Ye".

Bo Ye gently patted her head and coaxed, "I'm here."

Two words instantly put Jiang Ruan at ease.

Because of their long-standing tacit understanding, Jiang Ruan was always nervous at first, but later she was able to chat with him.

Her cheeks flushed as she looked at his black hair hanging down his temples in the air and teased, "If this were ancient times, you would be a wise ruler by day and a foolish ruler by night."

Bo Ye suddenly moved forward.

Jiang Ruan's expression changed drastically. She made a "hmm" sound and glared at him resentfully.

He kissed her, his voice hoarse, "What's wrong with being a tyrant? Jiang Ruan is so seductive. Watch me seduce you. You'll have a very strong manly desire."

Jiang Ruan blushed deeply upon hearing this.

"That's what you taught me."

"Don't forget that when I first came to you, I didn't know anything."

She was as innocent as a blank sheet of paper.

He dyed her little by little.

Bo Ye certainly remembered. He chuckled lightly, his laughter full of pleasure: "Yes, I trained him myself."

"However, I believe that in the near future, you will definitely surpass your teacher."

"For example, kissing me, or ZA." He was like a cheetah in the forest.

Sometimes tyrannical, sometimes gentle.

Bo Ye pinched her chin, his voice hoarse as he pressed her for an answer: "Whose husband do you want to be, hmm?"

Jiang Ruan said in a tearful voice, "I won't, I won't be anyone."

This is to settle accounts with him.

"I was just saying that to coax Lu Jie, Bo Ye, don't be petty."

Bo Ye, however, refused to listen.

"Let me get out, huh?"

"Should I get out?"

Jiang Ruan shook her head: "No."

"I won't let you leave."

Bo Ye was excited again—a little more excited.

Bo Ye's temples were covered in sweat, his dark eyes filled with emotion as he stared straight at her: "Say it, I am your man."

Jiang Ruan: "You are my man."

Bo Ye: "The only one."

Jiang Ruan: "The only one."

Bo Ye: "Say you love me."

At times like this, there's no reason to speak of anything.

Jiang Ruan replied without hesitation, "I love you."

"I only love you, Bo Ye."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye seemed to have received some tremendous shock and instantly lost control.

—

Jiang Ruan was still asleep in the morning.

Bo Ye turned off the alarm clock, looked at her tired, sleeping face, and lovingly kissed her.

Then gently moved her away from his arms.

I was being gentle enough, but I still woke her up: "Ugh... sleepy..."

She closed her eyes and said sleepily.

Bo Ye's eyes were full of tenderness as he gently patted her back and coaxed, "Go back to sleep. I'll have them make you some soup to drink when you wake up."

Jiang Ruan hummed in agreement, turned her head, and fell asleep again.

It's like I haven't slept all night.

In contrast, Bo Ye appeared refreshed and in high spirits.

After getting out of bed, washing up, and changing into a suit, I came downstairs, where Chen Nan was already waiting.

"President Bo."

Bo Ye nodded: "Mm."

She glanced at him and said, "You've arrived quite early today."

"Didn't I tell you to go directly to the company?"

Chen Nan felt a little awkward and said, "I went to bed early last night, so I thought I'd come pick you up."

His gaze, however, drifted elsewhere.

Miss Jiang hasn't gotten up yet.

Bo Ye responded lightly, lowering his eyes and rolling up his sleeves, without looking up.

Otherwise, we would have discovered his ulterior motives.

"Have you had breakfast?" Bo Ye looked up and asked him.

Chen Nan said, "Not yet."

“Sit down and eat together,” Bo Ye said.

He turned to the maid and asked her to prepare another serving.

Chen Nan: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Bo."

Bo Ye likes Chinese breakfast: black rice and barley porridge, egg pancakes, and a few side dishes.

Jiang Ruan was nowhere to be seen even after the two finished their meal.

Chen Nan had no choice but to give up.

However, he had Jiang Ruan's phone number.

He could call her in the afternoon to ask, or he could go and return the clothes to Lu Jie after get off work.

With that thought in mind, Chen Nan followed Bo Ye and left the villa.

Jiang Ruan slept until noon before getting up.

When I sat up in bed, I felt like a skeleton in a hospital.

It's about to fall apart.

Jiang Ruan gritted her teeth, all because of that bastard Bo Ye.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, the maid knocked on the door: "Miss Jiang, are you awake?"

Jiang Ruan looked up and replied, "Awake? What's wrong?"

The maid announced, "Madam Bo has arrived."

"I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan frowned, a vague sense of unease creeping into her heart.

What is Xu Yunlai doing?
Obviously, this is not a good thing.

Jiang Ruan said, "I understand."

Then I got up and washed up.

There were some marks on her neck. Jiang Ruan originally wanted to wear a high-necked dress, but then she remembered what happened to Xu Yun last time. Jiang Ruan bit her lip and put on a low-necked dress without saying a word.

The signs of being pampered are obvious.

She didn't care whether her son lived or died.

Don't try to get any sense of self-worth from her.

Downstairs, the servants stood in a row.

Xu Yun sat on the sofa, wearing a long, hand-embroidered dress, exuding an air of nobility.

The sound of high heels came from upstairs.

Xu Yun looked up and saw Jiang Ruan coming down.

She snorted coldly, her indifferent voice echoing in the living room: "What time is it? How can you make your elders wait for you here?"

"People from humble backgrounds are just uncultured."

Jiang Ruan laughed angrily. She walked towards Xu Yun in her high heels, her skirt swaying gracefully, her tone cold and indifferent.

"I'm free to sleep as long as I want, Ms. Xu wouldn't be so bored as to interfere with that, would she?"

"Whether someone is well-mannered or not is not for you to decide. I, Jiang Ruan, believe I have a clear conscience."

"As for elders, let me ask you, Ms. Xu, we are not related, so who are you to me as an elder?"

Neither of them would back down.

Xu Yun was clearly there to cause trouble.

But Jiang Ruan was no pushover either.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became even colder.

The servants kept their heads down, and none of them dared to make a sound.

They were terrified of running into trouble and losing their jobs.

One is Bo Xilai's mother, and the other is a woman Bo Xilai has doted on for several years.

Xu Yun was furious. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the mark on Jiang Ruan's neck. Her face darkened, and she angrily said, "Have you no shame, dressing like this in public?"

"Are you afraid others won't know you slept with Bo Ye?"

Jiang Ruan yawned lazily, sat down on the sofa, and played with her hair with her fingertips: "This is my house, my territory, I can wear whatever I want."

"Do you care?"

"Besides, Bo Ye is my man, it's only natural for me to sleep with him."

She scoffed, "Who would be so idle as to gossip about me on my own turf?"

Xu Yun had never seen such a shameless woman.

She's just like that slut.

Xu Yun took a deep breath and sneered, "Your man? Bo Ye and you are neither engaged nor registered, and there has not even been an announcement, right? What kind of man is he to you?"

"You're nothing but a plaything he created out of his own hands. Don't overestimate yourself. You're delusional if you think you can become the mistress of the Bo family."

Jiang Ruan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Really?"

“But Bo Ye said I am the woman he loves most in the world, and he said he would not marry anyone but me.”

Jiang Ruan clicked her tongue twice: "I don't care about being the mistress of the Bo family at all, but Bo Ye said that no one but me is qualified to be one."

"Ms. Xu, I'm helpless because your son is so infatuated with me."

Xu Yun was filled with hatred, and cursed, "You bitch."

"I will not let you into the Bo family. Don't even think about it. As long as I live, I am the only one who can call the shots as the mistress of the Bo family."

"No one but Su Wan is qualified to be one."

Jiang Ruan said in a low voice, "Oh dear, don't say things like that, talking about the living or the dead, it's so unlucky."

"After all, you never know which will come first, tomorrow or an accident. If an accident really happens, you'll have nowhere to cry but to the King of Hell." (End of Chapter)