Out of control and sinking

Chapter 28 Returning to the Capital, Bo Ye Does Not Return Home That Night
Jiang Ruan saw Bai Yi dressed in a black suit, looking formal and respectable. During April on set, she had seen him most often in sportswear, and had never seen him in formal attire.

Jiang Ruan smiled, her eyes slightly narrowed: "Yes, Brother Bai Yi, what about you?"

"You're dressed so smartly, are you going to some event?"

When teased, Bai Yi smiled, exuding the charm of a mature man.

But compared to Bo Ye, their temperaments are different.

He is more like a refined gentleman.

"Yes, a good friend of mine is having his birthday tonight in G country. His flight is this afternoon, so I have to go there to celebrate with him."

Jiang Ruan nodded and said sincerely, "Happy birthday to your friend."

"Thank you," Bai Yi said.

Looking at the girl's delicate, fair face, without any makeup, he saw a face unlike any he had ever seen before.

"It'll probably be a long time before we meet again," Bai Yi chuckled.

Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow: "Not long, the new drama's press conference is in half a month."

"Then we'll be able to see everyone again."

Bai Yi scratched his head: "Oh, look at my memory, I've completely forgotten about that."

"See you then."

Just then, the assistant came over carrying some things.

"Brother Bai Yi, everything is ready."

It's time for them to go.

Otherwise, I'll miss my flight this afternoon.

Bai Yi didn't move. He looked at Jiang Ruan with a strange emotion in his eyes and said, "Then I'll be going now."

Jiang Ruan: "Okay, goodbye Bai Yi, have a safe trip."

What a polite remark.

It still warmed Bai Yi's heart. Just as he was about to turn around, Bai Yi turned back.

He spoke very seriously to Jiang Ruan.

"Stay true to yourself, and you'll eventually have a place in the entertainment industry."

Jiang Ruan was surprised, but quickly realized what was happening.

"I will, thank you, Brother Bai Yi."

Bai Yi really left this time.

Watching the man's departing figure, Jiang Ruan withdrew her gaze, her heart filled with complex emotions.

This happens every time filming wraps up.

I feel both sad and reluctant to let go.

Four months of filming is not a short time.

But now it feels like I just joined the crew yesterday.

Sister Qin came over, saw her staring blankly, and teased with a smile, "What's wrong, are you reluctant to part with it?"

Jiang Ruan retorted angrily, "What are you saying, Sister Qin?"

"Let's go too."

"it is good."

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Standing at the end of Phoenix Road, Jiang Ruan dragged her suitcase, looking at the retro and luxurious castle villa in front of her.

After an absence of four months, she finally returned.

My feelings were both complicated and inexplicably excited.

As she dragged her suitcase to the door, the security guard, recognizing her, quickly opened it: "Ms. Jiang, you're back!"

"I'll help you with your luggage."

The security guard was very attentive.

Jiang Ruan took off her sunglasses, revealing her sweet and gentle face, and smiled at the security guard: "Thank you."

On the way to the main building, Jiang Ruan asked, "Is Bo Ye home?"

In the entire castle, she was the only one who dared to address President Bo by his full name so directly.

"No, Mr. Bo left this morning and hasn't returned yet."

Hearing that he wasn't home, Jiang Ruan felt a little disappointed, but also relaxed, and said in a light tone, "Oh." Upon entering the castle, the servants, having already received news of her return, stood in a neat row.

"Welcome home, Miss Jiang!"

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Home? She's just a kept woman.

But seeing the excited faces of the servants, she still smiled politely and said, "Thank you, I'd like to take a shower first."

"Okay, Miss Jiang, I'll go run the water."

"Miss Jiang, are you hungry? What would you like to eat for dinner?"

Jiang Ruan was actually quite hungry.

During her four months on set, she also craved the chefs' exquisite meals.

I named a few dishes.

The servants busied themselves with tasks.

Some were cooking, some were preparing the bathroom, and others were heating up milk and cutting fruit for Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan watched them busy and couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time.

Despite spending so much time on set, she has always remained quite independent.

Now that she's back, she's finding it a little hard to adjust to having so many people taking care of her.

Jiang Ruan woke up at 11 p.m.

She opened her eyes to find the bedroom unusually quiet, with only a nightlight on. She reached out and turned on the light.

Bo Ye hasn't returned yet.

Jiang Ruan paused for a moment, then got out of bed. She didn't tell him she was coming back today.

I wanted to surprise him.

Jiang Ruan came out of the bedroom and was greeted by a maid. Jiang Ruan asked, "Is he back?"

This "he" is no different from Bo Ye.

The maid shook her head: "President Bo hasn't returned yet."

Jiang Ruan replied calmly, "I understand."

Then he turned around and went back to his bedroom.

In front of the dressing mirror, Jiang Ruan looked at the girl in the mirror wearing a white spaghetti strap nightgown and a thin white veil. Her already delicate and fair skin was like snow, and she looked like an ethereal fairy.

Even when filming under the blazing sun, she always wears full-body sunscreen.

I absolutely will not allow myself to get a tan.

Another half hour passed.

Jiang Ruan frowned as she stared at the time on the screen. There was no sound of horns outside; he hadn't returned yet at this hour.

Are you planning to stay out all night?

Jiang Ruan's heart, which had been filled with anticipation and excitement all day, instantly turned cold.

Bo Ye, I hope you won't give me any surprises.

otherwise……

Jiang Ruan could be his mistress, whom he kept in the villa but couldn't keep in the open.

But he would never share a man with another woman.

If he really dares to do that.

Then they would never see each other again, whether in life or death.

Jiang Ruan's eyes were filled with determination.

Holding her phone, Jiang Ruan sat quietly for a while, but she wasn't sleepy at all.

I couldn't resist in the end and dialed his number.

A bell rang.

Two minutes passed.

Still no one answered.

Just as Jiang Ruan was about to give up, the call was suddenly answered, and a woman's charming voice came through the phone: "Hello? Who is it?"

(End of this chapter)