Out of control and sinking

Chapter 44 President Bo probably doesn't want to be disturbed by us right now.

"Looks like I've spoiled you too much."

Bo Ye's tone was icy, his dark eyes filled with barely suppressed anger: "That's why you're so unscrupulous, causing trouble for me once or twice."

"..."

Jiang Ruan understood what he was saying. Her chin was being held, and she looked at him through teary eyes, her red lips tightly pressed together.

"What are you arguing with me about? Do you hate me?" Bo Ye sneered, "What right do you have? What have I done wrong to you? Just because of that woman's words?"

"Don't you know who I, Bo Ye, am? If I were really just messing around with women outside, would you still be with me? We're both adults, can't you judge for yourself?"

His questions were sharp and cold.

It hit Jiang Ruan right in the heart.

It's like an adult educating a child.

A moment later, a girl's soft, slightly hoarse voice came from inside the car: "I was wrong."

Looking at the man's cold, hard profile, Jiang Ruan took the initiative to reach out and grasp the man's hand adorned with Buddhist prayer beads. Her tearful eyes made her look pitiful and innocent: "Please don't be angry, okay? I apologize to you."

"I shouldn't have lost my temper, I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have bitten you either."

Bo Ye listened, his eyes flickering slightly.

When I released her chin, I saw that it had been gripped so tightly that the marks were clearly visible in the light.

"I just feel a little unwell." Jiang Ruan felt dizzy and leaned back in her seat, tears streaming down her face. She closed her eyes, then suddenly smiled and said, "I don't know why, I just feel unwell, and it feels so stuffy here."

She pointed to the location of her heart.

"What's bothering you?" A low, husky male voice sounded, Bo Ye's eyes were dark and unfathomable.

Jiang Ruan remained silent, tears streaming down her face.

Look at how pitiful she looks.

Bo Ye sighed softly, his long, slender fingers wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes. He said, "Just because of what that woman said?"

Bo Ye scoffed, "You've been in the entertainment industry for several years now, how come you can't even tell good from bad?"

I believe everything people say.

If they sell her one day, she'll still be happily counting the money for the other person.

Fool.

“She’s not a bad person!” Jiang Ruan retorted forcefully. “She’s the best person in the world, and my best friend in the world.”

He is not allowed to say anything bad about her.

Best friend? Ha.

Haven't you heard the saying, "Beware of fire, theft, and your best friend"?

She cares about others, but they may not feel the same way.

Bo Ye's lips twitched, his fingertips pinching his tired temples; he was too lazy to pay any attention to her.

Half an hour later, at the castle villa.

Chen Nan dropped them off and then went home. It was past nine in the morning and past one in the evening; he was already numb.

Bo Ye wanted to hug Jiang Ruan, but the drunkard was walking unsteadily. Although he disliked that she was being hugged by that woman, he didn't want to hear her fall and cry.

Jiang Ruan, however, refused.

"I can walk by myself, hehe, I'm not drunk," she said. "I don't need you to carry me."

Shaking off Bo Ye's hand, Jiang Ruan happily trotted ahead on her own.

She was jumping and hopping around like a little kid.

Bo Ye: "..."

The night breeze was cool, and the surrounding area was filled with bright, dim yellow candlelight, making the entire castle villa brightly lit.

Bo Ye followed behind her with one hand in his pocket until Jiang Ruan accidentally stepped on the grass, lost her footing, and fell to the ground.

"what--"

A scream rang out, and Jiang Ruan was so frightened that she closed her eyes, feeling that she was definitely going to fall and hurt herself.

But what awaited her in the end was not the cold ground, but a man's warm embrace.

With his long arm around her waist, Bo Ye lowered his eyes, looking at the frightened look on her face in his arms, and scoffed, "You thought you were pretty capable?"

"Don't cry if you fall."

"Nobody's comforting you."

He said it in a cold tone.

Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, and the man's mature face immediately came into view. Seeing that he had caught her, she stuck out her tongue and said triumphantly, "No, if you don't comfort me, I'll cry."

Bo Ye laughed angrily: "Amazing."

At this moment, it was just the two of them.

Standing in front of the ancient castle.

Jiang Ruan suddenly felt an urge to kiss him.

"Bo Ye." She called his name suddenly, her hands behind her back, her voice exceptionally gentle and sweet.

Bo Ye looked at her and said, "Mm."

“Lower your head.” Jiang Ruan waved to him, complaining, “You’re too tall, I can’t reach you.”

"?"

Bo Ye frowned slightly and asked her, "What are you going to do?"

"Just lower your head, hurry up."

She urged him on.

In the end, Bo Ye still gave in.

At 1.65 meters tall, Jiang Ruan isn't considered short in the entertainment industry, but she looks a bit short next to him who is 1.87 meters tall.

"Not enough." Jiang Ruan didn't bother arguing with him, so she simply took matters into her own hands, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed him down with considerable force.

When they were face to face, Bo Ye was uncomfortable from being strangled and was about to speak.

The girl's soft, red lips sealed his mouth.

The sweetness on her lips, mingled with the aroma of wine, filled his clear mouth. She kissed the man's slightly cool lips, her eyes closed, taking the initiative.

Bo Ye's pupils contracted slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed.

I was somewhat surprised by her initiative.

But he quickly got into character.

The passionate kisses gradually escalated as he gripped her waist, his dark eyes filled with intense desire.

His neck was too low and uncomfortable, so he simply gave her a kangaroo hug, supporting her legs and holding her directly in his arms.

There were seats nearby. Bo Ye walked over, picked her up and sat her down, his gaze tracing from her red lips to her earlobe.

"Hmm..." Jiang Ruan raised her chin and clutched the shirt at his chest. The once-smooth shirt was now wrinkled by her fingertips.

Their breathing became completely disordered.

"Bo Ye." She called his name, sounding like a seductive enchantress.

"Mmm." Bo Ye's eyes were red-rimmed, and the veins on the back of his hand, pressed against her back, bulged as he held her tightly. Both of them were aroused.

Adults' emotions are very direct.

Jiang Ruan became even bolder after drinking.

She reached out and touched his Adam's apple, feeling him tremble. She leaned close to his ear, her voice hoarse, and said, "I want it."

Bo Ye's eyes darkened completely.

Since it was outdoors, Bo Ye wasn't that open-minded.

"Go back to the bedroom."

He picked her up and strode towards the castle villa.

It was a ten-minute walk, but we got in in less than two minutes.

The villa was brightly lit.

The master has not yet returned, and the servants are all waiting.

Two rows of servants were chatting amongst themselves.

Then they heard the sound of the door being kicked open, and Bo Ye, carrying Jiang Ruan, his face flushed, headed straight for the stairs.

They quickly disappeared from sight.

The servants were dumbfounded.

The maid, worried, turned to the butler and asked, "Has something happened? Do you want to go up and check?"

The butler looked away, and with his experience, smiled and said, "No need, Mr. Bo will call us if needed."

"Mr. Bo probably doesn't want to be disturbed by us right now."

"Everyone go back and rest."

The living room quickly quieted down.

The upstairs bedroom, however, was unusually lively.

Men's shirts and trousers were scattered haphazardly on the ground along with women's clothes.

……

……

It's dawn outside the window, and the sun has risen.

The entire castle was quiet and mysterious, bathed in the gentle sunlight.

The sound of water was coming from the bathroom in the second-floor bedroom.

Clatter. Clatter.

Bo Ye is taking a shower.

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened, and Bo Ye came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

Even if a man hasn't slept all night, his mental energy is exceptionally high, except for the intricate red blood vessels in his pupils.

Upon reaching the bed, the girl was fast asleep, her slender, snow-white legs pressed against the thin blanket, her sleeping face serene and peaceful, though the corners of her eyes were still red.

Thinking of the night, Bo Ye's lips curled into a smile, and he was in a good mood.

She probably regretted it terribly later.

I doubt I'll dare to be so proactive again.

The man's eyes were full of laughter.

Suddenly remembering something, Bo Ye helped her check her body.

His brows furrowed as he looked up, and he opened the drawer and took out the ointment.

The ointment was very cool. Jiang Ruan, still asleep, hissed softly, her brows furrowing as if she were about to wake up.
Bo Ye's fingertips trembled slightly.

He pursed his thin lips, gently patted her back with his other hand, and coaxed, "Sweetie, go to sleep."

Jiang Ruan quickly returned to calm.

She's fast asleep.

After applying the ointment, Bo Ye didn't leave immediately, but sat by the bed and watched her.

He didn't stand up until he had no choice but to leave.

There's a project in South Africa that he needs to personally negotiate; it'll probably take him a week.

We haven't seen each other for a week.

But we've gotten used to it, haven't we? He's been busy with his career these past few years, and so has she.

Jiang Ruan did not want to be his caged bird, kept by him.

She wanted to fly, and he couldn't stop her.

He had experienced the unpleasant feeling of being restricted, so he didn't want to control her.

He indulged her every whim.

As long as you don't cross his bottom line.

The entertainment industry is a big melting pot, so he cleared the way for her.

She wanted to be a big star and climb to a higher position on her own.

He would get resources for her so she could avoid taking detours.

Although she can be foolish and overly kind at times.

But they really work very hard and put in a lot of effort.

Bo Ye knew all of this.

Before leaving, Bo Ye leaned down and gently kissed her soft red lips with his light-colored lips.

After we kissed, for some reason, I didn't want to let go.

She seems to possess some kind of magic.

After pausing for a few seconds, Bo Ye stood up, turned around, and walked away without looking back.

On a private jet.

Chen Nan looked at Bo Ye in surprise: "Mr. Bo, why are there so many bloodshot eyes in your eyes?"

Chen Nan asked worriedly, "Didn't you sleep well last night? Or did you have insomnia again and didn't sleep at all?"

Logically speaking, it shouldn’t be.

As long as Miss Jiang is around, the chances of President Bo having insomnia are very small.

Why am I having trouble sleeping again?
Is it possible that Miss Jiang's methods have failed, and that nothing can combat Mr. Bo's insomnia anymore?
When asked the question, Bo Ye gave him a cool glance, looked down at the documents, and uttered two words: "Guess."

Chen Nan: "???"

He was surprised: "How could I possibly guess that?"

"Is it possible that Miss Jiang can no longer cure your insomnia?"

"Mr. Bo, why don't you listen to Dr. Tro and get treatment..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Bo Ye's magnetic voice...

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