Out of control and sinking

Does it still hurt?

In the dim light, Jiang Ruan opened her eyes and met the man's calm, dark eyes, which were looking at her.

Their eyes met, and she gave a soft "hmm".

The next second, she felt Bo Ye move her hand away, then his fingertips hooked open her pajamas, and his warm palm pressed against her abdomen.

Jiang Ruan shivered slightly, perhaps because it was too warm.

She instinctively replied, "No need, Bo Ye."

"You've had a long day, go to sleep."

But then Bo Ye said, "Close your eyes."

His tone of voice is always habitually commanding, perhaps because he has been a CEO for many years.

Their imposing presence is ingrained in their very being.

Jiang Ruan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she obediently closed her eyes in the end.

As darkness enveloped her, her senses became exceptionally sharp. Jiang Ruan felt a warm glow in her heart as she felt Bo Ye rubbing her stomach.

The feeling was as if light suddenly burst forth in hell, pulling her out of the darkness.

For her, Bo Ye has always been her light.

Jiang Ruan fell asleep quickly.

He heard her steady breathing beside him. Bo Ye paused, lowered his gaze to her small face, which was clearly asleep.

He then withdrew his hand and instead put his arm around her waist.

A faint fragrance lingered around his nose. His chin rested against her neck, and his tired eyes, which he had been forcing open, finally closed, and he soon fell asleep.

...

The end of the year is fast approaching.

Sister Qin gave Jiang Ruan a half-month annual leave, and the company also closed for the holiday.

The capital city is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, with a dazzling array of red lanterns creating a festive and lively atmosphere, filling the city with the spirit of the New Year.

Inside the villa, Jiang Ruan also directed the servants to hang various decorations, including a "福" (good fortune) sticker on the door, which was deliberately pasted upside down to signify "good fortune has arrived."

There were also various bright red firecracker curtains and the like.

Soon, the cold, impersonal villa was filled with the atmosphere of the New Year.

Just then, a maid came in and said, "Miss Jiang, Madam Bo has arrived, along with Miss Su Wan." Hearing this, Jiang Ruan's smile faded, and she said casually, "Go and ask them what they need."

"it is good."

A short while later, the maid returned.

"Mrs. Bo said she has something to discuss with you and needs to speak with you in person."

Jiang Ruan chuckled. What else could it be?

It's just that Bo Ye doesn't see her or go back to the old house, so she, as his biological mother, feels like she has no status anymore.

Jiang Ruan said, "Just say I'm busy and don't have time to see them."

The maid nodded: "Okay."

As Mr. Bo previously stated, this villa will become Jiang Ruan's property in the future.

They also said that Jiang Ruan was their only master.

So of course they had to listen to Jiang Ruan.

Outside the door, inside the car.

Upon hearing the maid say that Jiang Ruan was missing, Xu Yun's face darkened. Just as she was about to explode, Su Wan stopped her in time: "Godmother."

He gestured for her to be quiet.

Then, after politely thanking the maid, he had the driver drive the car away.

Xu Yun was annoyed: "Are we just going to leave like this? If word gets out, I'll lose all face."

Su Wan laughed and said, "I told you she wouldn't see us, now godmother believes me, right?"

Xu Yun: "If it weren't for seeing Bo Ye, would I have seen her? She's just a wild girl. Does she really think that by climbing up to Bo Ye, she'll become a phoenix on a branch?"

The harsher Xu Yun's insults were, the happier Su Wan became.

but now.

"Godmother, Bo Ye is avoiding you now, and Jiang Ruan won't see you either. What are you planning to do?"

Xu Yun was furious: "You don't want to see me, do you? I'm Bo Ye's biological mother, he's my son, and I've raised him with great difficulty all these years. Now, he's all grown up and doesn't recognize me anymore."

"If he dares to be unfilial, then he can't blame me."

"I'm holding a press conference tomorrow!"