Out of control and sinking

Sister Qin felt that the relationship between the two was good enough now. Bo Ye didn't treat Jiang Ruan like a kept woman in the entertainment circle; otherwise, he would have just given her some money.

How could they talk so hard and provide her with so many resources behind the scenes to help her overcome all difficulties?

Sister Qin had witnessed it several times. Those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. Bo Ye's gaze towards Jiang Ruan was definitely not innocent.

"Yes, it won't be made public."

Jiang Ruan's voice came through, clear and gentle like lake water. Sister Qin collected her thoughts and replied, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruan lay in bed for a while longer, while Bo Ye left early in the morning.

The bedroom was quiet. Jiang Ruan stared at the ceiling, her mind both clear and hazy, lost in thought.

Just then, the maid knocked on the door: "Miss Jiang, the dress and jewelry that Mr. Bo ordered for you have arrived. Would you like to come down and take a look?"

Jiang Ruan's eyes lit up suddenly, and she got up without saying a word. She was wearing a silk nightgown, looking lazy and casual.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her face, free of makeup, was exceptionally pretty. She stepped into the doorway in her slippers and said, "Let's take a look then."

The maid followed them downstairs.

There were more than a dozen boxes on the downstairs table.

It displays a variety of exquisite jewelry and haute couture gowns.

"Miss Jiang." The servants bowed respectfully.

Jiang Ruan was in high spirits, but after scanning the box from beginning to end, she found it contained nothing but rubies and sapphires.

Or it could be diamond stud earrings or a necklace.

For some unknown reason, the light in her dark eyes suddenly went out, like a deflated balloon. She pursed her red lips, turned to the butler, and said, "Put them all away."

The butler sensed something and cautiously asked, "Does Miss Jiang not like it? Then I'll talk to Mr. Bo..."

"No." Jiang Ruan's red lips twitched slightly. "It's not that I don't like it, I like it very much."

As she spoke, Jiang Ruan yawned lazily, "I'm sleepy, I'm going upstairs to sleep."

Then he turned around and went upstairs.

This left the housekeeper and servants completely bewildered.

The maid asked curiously, "That's strange. Miss Jiang was so happy just now, why did she suddenly become so indifferent? These are things that Miss Jiang has always liked."

The butler was also a little confused: "Sigh, the master's thoughts are the hardest to guess."

Just then, the phone in my pocket rang.

Upon seeing that it was Bo Ye calling, the butler's expression immediately turned serious, and he answered the phone. A deep male voice sounded in his ear.

"Is she awake?"

She knew without even thinking that this referred to Jiang Ruan.

"He's awake, Mr. Bo," the butler reported truthfully.

"So, did she like the gift?"

When questioned, Bo Ye seemed to be in a good mood.

Bo Ye had a short meeting in the morning and had just returned to his office. He wasn't busy, so he remembered to make a phone call.

The butler said honestly, "Miss Jiang doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"Hmm?" Bo Ye raised an eyebrow: "Who upset her?"

Everything was fine last night.

So cooperate with him.

Or perhaps she was just too exhausted from all his torment?
Thinking of this, a smile flickered in Bo Ye's eyes.

Butler: "I don't know. The maid just went up to tell her that the gifts you ordered had arrived. The maid said that Miss Jiang was very happy and ran down to see them, but when she saw the gifts, she suddenly lost interest and didn't even pick them up to look at them. She just told us to put them away."

Upon hearing this, the smile in Bo Ye's eyes vanished.

He frowned, somewhat bewildered.

Those have always been her favorite styles.

Or perhaps he gave too much.

Is she tired of it?
Thinking about it, Chen Nan pushed the door open and came in, looking nervous and holding a cell phone in his hand.

It's obvious that there's something she needs to report to him.

Bo Ye looked away and asked the housekeeper to prepare breakfast, including some porridge, which she could bring up whenever she was hungry.

Then I hung up the phone.

Bo Ye placed his phone on the table, leaned back, and looked at Chen Nan with a calm expression: "What is it?"

(End of this chapter)