Out of control and sinking

Faced with Bo Ye's undisguised disgust and aloofness, Su Wan felt bitter, and she had personally experienced what it meant for someone to turn on you faster than flipping through a book.

Recalling Bo Ye's attentive care for Jiang Ruan earlier, Su Wan bit her lip, suppressing her discomfort, and spoke softly, "Bo Ye."

“Call me President Bo.” Bo Ye interrupted her: “You are not worthy to call me Bo Ye.”

The man's tone was extremely cold.

Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow, her eyes sparkling.

Wow, how domineering!

But she likes it.

Concerned about Jiang Ruan's injuries, Bo Ye put his arm around Jiang Ruan's shoulder and sat down, behaving intimately like a married couple in front of Su Wan.

Su Wan's face paled even more. Being under someone else's roof, she had no choice but to bow her head: "Yes, President Bo."

Su Wan took a deep breath and pleaded, "President Bo, I really didn't know anything about Zhang Xiang's matter. If I had known, I would never have let him do such a heinous thing. Besides, I think Jiang Ruan only suffered a minor injury. Could you please consider our childhood friendship and not try to kill me?"

Standing in front of the two people, Su Wan felt for the first time what it meant to ask for help, especially since one of the people was a girl who was completely inferior to her.

This made Su Wan hate him to death.

But for the sake of her future and career, she had no choice but to endure it.

With Bo Ye by her side, Jiang Ruan fell silent.

She gave Bo Ye a look, meaning she would let him handle it.

Bo Ye broke off his cooperation with Su Wan precisely because of him.

On another note, Su Wan almost got her killed.

If Bo Ye does absolutely nothing... then it's better to part ways amicably...

Jiang Ruan was not one to tolerate things.

A cold glint flashed in Bo Ye's dark eyes, and his tone hardened: "A minor injury?"

With his arm around Jiang Ruan's slender waist, Bo Ye stared at Su Wan and suddenly laughed out loud: "So, in Miss Su's opinion, what constitutes a serious injury, either death or permanent disability?"

"No, that's not what I meant."

“Su Wan.” Bo Ye interrupted her, his tone sharp and authoritative: “I already warned you last time, don’t use your ruthlessness on Jiang Ruan, or I won’t let you off the hook.”

"Since you never learn, then I'll teach you a lesson: there are some people you shouldn't mess with."

Su Wan choked: "I..."

"Severing ties with you is already the limit of what I've reached. You should be glad that Jiang Ruan is alright."

As he spoke, Bo Ye's voice was filled with ruthlessness: "If anything happens to her this time, not a single member of the Su family will be able to stay in the capital."

"As for you," the man said, enunciating each word clearly, "I will make you pay with your life."

Hearing this, Su Wan suddenly looked up.

Her heart was pounding wildly with panic. She reached out and covered it, feeling the pounding of her heart in her palm.

Su Wan was terrified. How could she have underestimated the ruthlessness of this man?

Jiang Ruan also looked at Bo Ye in disbelief, blinking her eyes in confusion.

My eyes were sparkling, and I was deeply moved.

At that moment, Jiang Ruan clearly felt Bo Ye's love for her.

In the end, Su Wan left in a sorry state.

Once Su Wan was out of sight, Jiang Ruan could no longer hold back. She turned around, hugged the man's neck, and leaned in to kiss him on the lips.

"Ahhh, Bo Ye, how can you be so handsome?"

"That's so cool!"

Seeing Jiang Ruan's excited expression, Bo Ye concealed the coldness in his eyes, turned to face her, and his handsome face was habitually much gentler than usual.

"Yeah?"

He pulled her into his arms, looked down at her rosy face, pinched it with his fingertips, and chuckled, "If you know how to praise me, then praise me a few more times."

Jiang Ruan was equally generous: "Handsome, so handsome, absolutely stunning!"

"Didn't you see Su Wan's face when she left? It was as red as a pig's liver." The more Jiang Ruan thought about it, the more satisfied she felt.

"Feeling better now?" Bo Ye licked his lips and asked her with a smile.

Jiang Ruan nodded: "Absolutely."

As she spoke, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but look up at him and ask, "Were you serious just now, or were you just trying to scare her?"

"Which one?"

Bo Ye raised an eyebrow. She had asked so abruptly; he asked her, "Should we make her die with us?"

Jiang Ruan: "Mm."

Jiang Ruan sniffed and said earnestly, "Although I am really touched by what you said, and I feel that you really care about me, otherwise you wouldn't have said such a thing, murder is illegal. We should be law-abiding citizens. If I really die, I hope you will live well."

Bo Ye's face darkened, and he reached out and pinched her red lips hard, rubbing them.

"Don't say such unlucky things."

"Are you asking for a beating? How can you keep saying things like that?"

Jiang Ruan's lips were pinched painfully. She hissed softly and pulled his hand away: "I was just using a metaphor."

"Even metaphors won't work."

Ultimately, it was because he was soft-hearted. Looking at her red lips, Bo Ye gently massaged them with his fingertips, and he admonished her, "In the capital, there are many ways to take someone's life. Doing it yourself is the stupidest way."

Jiang Ruan certainly knew that, especially for powerful and influential families, killing a person was as easy as killing an ant.

The simplest way is to cause some kind of accident.

They compensate people when they die, and the compensation of several hundred thousand yuan is as simple as buying fruit or vegetables for your family.

Therefore, in the eyes of many wealthy people, a person without family background or connections is, frankly speaking, as worthless as grass.

"By the way, speaking of which, there's something I wanted to ask you. I'd been meaning to ask you before, but I forgot," Jiang Ruan said.

"Ask away." Bo Ye withdrew his hand and placed it on her waist. The silk robe had an exceptionally fine texture, and his fingertips felt slightly cool on it.

From his angle, looking down, one could see the snow-white skin at the neckline, and even the cleavage.

This caused Bo Ye's eyes to darken instantly, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

I remember when I first met Jiang Ruan, she was just a little girl.

She was thin and small, but not short.

However, there was obvious malnutrition.

At that time, it was at most a b.

Having bought Jiang Ruan countless clothes, Bo Ye knew her size.

Now, she even wears a C-cup bra.

Thinking about it, Bo Ye's lips curled into a smile. Isn't this what growth is all about?

"How did you find me that night?"

Jiang Ruan asked Bo Ye, and Bo Ye didn't hide anything: "I installed a tracking device on your phone."

"What, location tracking?" Jiang Ruan's eyes widened, even in surprise: "When did you install it? Why didn't you tell me?"

As she spoke, Jiang Ruan began to get angry.

"So, Bo Ye, you've been spying on me behind my back, haven't you?"

Installing surveillance cameras on her phone is basically monitoring her; he'll know everything about her, no matter where she is or what she's doing.

This left her with absolutely no privacy.

"The word 'surveillance' sounds awful," Bo Ye sighed. "I'm doing this for your safety."

Bo Ye had long suspected that she was always clever and that he probably couldn't hide it this time. He hugged her and coaxed her, "The entertainment industry is full of swindlers. Aren't there quite a few female celebrities who have gotten into trouble? I'll give you bodyguards. Don't let them follow you. Make them all go back."

"I'm worried about you being all alone."

(End of this chapter)