Out of control and sinking

Bo Ye leaned down, his palms supporting him on the bed, and gently kissed her soft, red lips.

Jiang Ruan slept soundly, her breathing soft and even.

She had very dark circles under her eyes, clearly indicating that she had been exhausted these past two days.

Standing very close, Bo Ye stared at her for a while.

This time, he didn't dare to act recklessly. She hadn't been drinking, so he figured he shouldn't let her find out he was back.

After thinking it over, Bo Ye waited quietly for a while, then turned and left.

Upon entering the living room, he encountered the maid who had been on night watch the previous night. None of the maids knew when he had returned.

Seeing Bo Ye unexpectedly in the middle of the night startled her so much that her heart trembled: "Mr. Bo... you're back."

Bo Ye detected fear in her voice, glanced at her indifferently, and said in a flat tone, "Am I scary?"

"It's like you've seen a ghost."

In the middle of the night, if she goes out for a drink of water and runs into Bo Ye, it's like encountering a ghost.

But the maid would never dare to boast: "No, no, it's my fault, I'm sorry, Mr. Bo."

Bo Ye ignored her and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something and stopped.

His voice came through: "Don't tell her I'm back."

The servant replied, "Yes."

Then she watched the man's departing figure.

The maid finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He clutched his heart; he was terrified.

That Mr. Bo is really something. Now that he's back, why doesn't he just talk to Miss Jiang directly?

They also had to pretend they were on a business trip and hadn't returned.

He would suddenly return in the middle of the night, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

This is the second night already.

The maid wondered, "Will President Bo return it tomorrow night?"
Fortunately, she's not on duty tomorrow night.

Thinking of this, the maid breathed a sigh of relief, shook her head in confusion, and went to get a drink of water.
-
Harper's Bazaar Times releases new magazines very quickly.

After Jiang Ruan's cover shoot was completed, Bazaar Times immediately began ordering and publishing the book, and also promoted it extensively on all new media channels.

When celebrities and fans in the entertainment industry saw that this year's Bazaar magazine cover was not an international film queen or a film emperor, but Jiang Ruanhou.

It exploded instantly.

Various opinions emerged.

The entertainment industry is always rife with jealousy and rivalry, especially when such a major resource falls into the hands of Jiang Ruan, a newcomer who has only been in the industry for a few years. How can those veteran actors possibly stand it?

As a result, a few hot-tempered individuals, provoked by those around them, directly posted comments on Weibo.

Someone forwarded a link to Jiang Ruan's cover of Harper's Bazaar Times and commented: "I'll just smile and say nothing."

Another person also forwarded the link and commented: "Harper's Bazaar's taste is getting worse and worse."

The attached image caption reads: "What's the use of talent if you can't compete with someone who has connections and powerful backers..."

……

It was full of sarcasm and all sorts of harsh words, all aimed at mocking Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan had already become a trending topic because she appeared on the cover of Harper's Bazaar.

Well, with their support, she's now at the top of the trending searches.

Some people are happy about this, while others are worried. In the office, Jiang Ruan was nestled on the sofa, scrolling through Weibo on her tablet, a smile on her lips the entire time.

She saw another interesting one, glanced at Sister Qin, and said, "Who is this Nan Bing? Why does she look so familiar?"

Sister Qin: "She's a veteran actress, she's been in the industry for decades, but I don't think she's ever worked with you. I guess you probably bumped into each other at a dinner party or something."

Jiang Ruan: "Oh, okay."

"Her Weibo posts are really interesting, let me read them to you."

Sister Qin sighed, "Okay."

Jiang Ruan cleared her throat and read in a sweet, soft voice, "Thirty years in the entertainment industry, I have a clear conscience towards myself and others. I've spent 360 out of 365 days a year filming, yet I'm only of average talent. Being featured on the second page of Harper's Bazaar is already an honor; I never dared to dream of the cover. Now, a little girl can easily grace the cover. It's truly interesting. I wonder if this is progress or regression for the entertainment industry..."

Sister Qin was somewhat interested at the beginning, but she didn't expect that it would eventually come full circle back to Jiang Ruan. She couldn't help but twitch her lips.

Sister Qin was speechless: "This is a classic case of sour grapes."

"She's been in the entertainment industry for thirty years, and she doesn't even have this much magnanimity. There are plenty of hardworking people in the entertainment industry. Hard work pays off. There are even people who don't go home for a year and stay on set to make a living. She chose this path herself, and she's made a lot of money. What makes her so pitiful?"

"You still dare to talk back to me? Besides, all you did was shoot a cover, it's not like you committed murder or arson. Talking about the progress or regression of the entertainment industry is pure nonsense. This is a typical case of taking advantage of your age."

"Taking advantage of their age, they come out and say a few words to make their presence known."

Hearing that Sister Qin was quite angry, Jiang Ruan smiled and said helplessly, "With this cover photo, I reckon most of the entertainment industry hates me now."

Sister Qin glanced at her: "What, scared?"

Jiang Ruan replied without hesitation, "What do I have to be afraid of?"

"Besides, it was Stli who approached me. It's only right that she pays me to shoot the ad. What does it have to do with them? They're just meddling in other people's business."

Sister Qin smiled with satisfaction: "This is the artist I want."

"You don't need to worry about this. I'll message Stli later. This matter involves you after all. They came to your door and now you've gotten yourself into trouble. They have to cooperate with me and issue a statement."

"Otherwise, I'm not so easy to talk to."

Sister Qin snorted coldly.

Jiang Ruan smiled through her dark eyes: "Alright, then I'll leave this to you."

Sister Qin asked one more question: "I have a question for you. Stli suddenly came to see me. It has nothing to do with your CEO Bo, right?"

Jiang Ruan paused for a moment, then said, "I don't know."

"Should I call him and ask?" Jiang Ruan said, "It should be fine, he's on a business trip abroad recently and he's quite busy every day. He wouldn't have time to pull resources for me."

Sister Qin: "That's not necessarily true."

"Alright, it doesn't matter whether it is or not. If it is, then you should thank him properly. This is a super resource. I looked at the cover photos of Bazaar magazine in recent years today, and there really weren't any under thirty years old."

"You could say this is unprecedented, and it's no wonder they're jealous of you. Anyone would be jealous if this happened to them."

Jiang Ruan blinked. Perhaps it was because of Bo Ye's support after entering the entertainment industry that her path had been too smooth.

She had little concept of these resources.

"But you still need to be careful lately," Sister Qin said. "I reckon most of the paparazzi in Beijing are tailing you, trying to find some dirt on you and expose you."

Sister Qin snorted coldly, looking disdainful: "This kind of old trick is common in the entertainment industry."

"You also need to be careful, especially with your boss's schedule. But you said he's on a business trip?"

"Yes, it will probably be another month before they can come back."

"That's good. Anyway, the most important thing is to protect yourself, you know?"

Jiang Ruan: "I understand."