Out of control and sinking

Chapter 450

Bo Ye poured Jiang Ruan a cup of chrysanthemum tea to cool her down; it was warm, just the right temperature to drink now.

"Taste it."

Jiang Ruan had just eaten quite a bit of food, and her throat was indeed a little dry, so she picked up her chrysanthemum tea and took a couple of sips.

The chrysanthemum flavor is very strong, with a slightly sweet taste.

But after drinking it, my throat did feel much better, and it even had a slightly cool sensation.

Jiang Ruan praised, "It's delicious. The tea lives up to its name. I feel much better after drinking it."

"I think your restaurant is bound to be a huge hit in this location."

There are many Hunan restaurants in Beijing, but only a few are well-known. This restaurant is located in a prime location, surrounded by commercial districts, luxury residences, and residential buildings.

The decor is upscale, and the food is delicious.

Moreover, it's a restaurant under the Bo Group, so once the signboard is up, people will probably have to queue up to eat there.

After dinner, Bo Ye drove Jiang Ruan back home.

Leaning back in the passenger seat, Jiang Ruan touched her belly and chatted with Bo Ye, her dark eyes shining: "Have you seen today's news?"

"What news?"

She suddenly asked, but Bo Ye couldn't remember: "Which aspect? I didn't see it today."

"Tell me what you're saying, I'm listening."

Jiang Ruan stretched out her hand and waved it in the air, an uncontrollable smile playing on her lips: "It's the news about me wearing a diamond ring."

"You bought this diamond ring at the auction the other day, right? You bought it for 30 million while I was in the restroom. Mr. Bo, you are really rich."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye laughed and said, "Are you teasing me, huh?"

"I bought it that day."

He admitted it.

Jiang Ruan knew this was how it was, and then she heard Bo Ye say, "It's normal to be on the news. It's normal for public figures like us to live on the trending topics. Beijing is only so big. If those paparazzi reporters can't expose anything, how can they make a living?"

“Naturally, they would notice any movement or disturbance on any side immediately.”

"Moreover," Bo Ye smiled, "this is exactly what I wanted, isn't it? Now everyone knows that you, Jiang Ruan, are my woman, Bo Ye's woman, the future mistress of the Bo family."

These words struck a chord with Jiang Ruan.

She swallowed hard, her dark eyes sparkling, and looked at the man's sharply defined profile, her red lips pouting: "What should I do, Bo Ye? I suddenly really want to kiss you."

The girl's soft, sweet voice came through, deliberately speaking in a coquettish tone.

Don't all men like this kind of thing?

Bo Ye knew her well and immediately recognized her voice. His Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

A deep, slightly hoarse voice came from the man.

"You can't stop on the highway, wait until you get home."

As he spoke, he drove a little faster than before.

When I got home, the entire villa was quiet.

Bo Ye sent a message to the housekeeper in advance, telling them to go and rest and not to wait for them to return.

But all the lights were on.

It symbolizes welcoming the host home.

The garage was a half-hour drive away. Jiang Ruan swayed back and forth, feeling sleepy again.

She opened the car door and got out.

Just as she closed the door and turned around, Bo Ye walked around, put one arm around her waist, and leaned down. He simply hoisted her onto his shoulder.

Jiang Ruan's eyes widened, and she instantly perked up.

"Hey, Bo Ye, what are you doing?"

She leaned on Bo Ye's shoulder, clutching his coat with both hands.

The man held her waist tightly.

Bo Ye strode forward, teasing her as he spoke, "Aren't you tired of standing all day?"

Before Jiang Ruan could reply, he added, "Didn't you want to kiss me? Now's the time. I'll let you kiss me slowly when we get back."

Jiang Ruan's ears burned: "Can I take back what I just said?"

Bo Ye: "It's too late."

The man walked quickly and steadily up the steps to the living room, where there was no one. He then carried her upstairs.

He went to the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it in one smooth motion.

The bedroom lights were too bright, so Bo Ye placed her on the table by the door and turned off a few lights.

Only a dim yellow night light remained.

The sunlight shone down and fell on Jiang Ruan Baizhe's cheeks, which, combined with her cheongsam, instantly gave her a strong sense of the era.

Standing in front of her, his waist touching her leg, Bo Ye looked down at her, and his palm involuntarily caressed her cheek.

"You look beautiful in a cheongsam."

They were so close, Bo Ye's breath brushed against her cheek, and he complimented, "Purple suits you very well."

What a coincidence!

Zhang Di said the same thing during the day.

Jiang Ruan didn't say this aloud. Given Bo Ye's possessiveness and domineering nature, if she did, she wouldn't be able to get off this bed tonight.

"You like me in a cheongsam?" Jiang Ruan blinked, wrapped her arms around his neck, and cooperated with his movements.

Bo Ye said, "Mm."

"I'll have someone from Beijing who makes custom cheongsams come over in a couple of days and order some more for you to wear."

Jiang Ruan guessed that he would say that next, and sure enough, that's what he said.

She was both amused and exasperated: "No need, I have too many clothes. The ones you sent before are still sitting in the walk-in closet, and I haven't even looked at them yet. If you buy me more, I won't be able to wear them all."

"Then keep it and wear it slowly."

Their eyes met, and the man's voice was hoarse and forceful: "You're not allowed to refuse your man."

Before Jiang Ruan could speak, the man's warm lips pressed against hers.

Two hours later, Jiang Ruan lay weakly on the large bed, a thin blanket draped over her shoulders, while Bo Ye knelt down beside her feet, massaging her feet.

Jiang Ruan was already exhausted, but now she's not sleepy anymore.

He held her fair, jade-like foot in his palm; each toenail was neatly trimmed and painted a light pink.

Very healthy.

Bo Ye pressed down, his dark eyes filled with intense desire.

He held up his hand to point to her feet, teasing her with a smile: "Feet this small, if they were half a finger smaller than mine, they would be what the ancients called 'three-inch golden lotuses'."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "What's so good about bound feet? They're not good at all."

"Why?" Bo Ye raised an eyebrow: "In ancient times, women were valued for having small feet, and noblewomen were even said to never leave their homes. Although it was indeed a feudal idea, people are much more open-minded now."

"You don't like bound feet?"

When questioned, Jiang Ruan's back ached from lying down, so she simply sat up and used a pillow to support her back.

Looking at Bo Ye, she said, "It's not that I don't like them, it's just that it's hard to buy shoes with my size, you know? Because normal adult shoe sizes are 37 and up, while mine is a child's size." "Anyway, I remember when I was little, every time my aunt would scold me for buying shoes, she would buy me shoes that didn't fit. Every time I ran, I was the slowest and I would get scolded by the PE teacher. It wasn't because I couldn't run, it was because the shoes didn't fit."

Bo Ye listened, his heart aching.

Looking at her small, delicate face, his eyes were filled with pity.

"Later, when I entered the entertainment industry, whenever I had to participate in group activities or attend any occasion, the shoes provided by the brands were always large sizes." Jiang Ruan sighed, "It was so difficult for me to wear them, let alone walk in such high heels. But there was nothing I could do, since I was just an employee. So I used tape to tie the shoes to my feet so that I wouldn't have to worry about my posture being wrong or me falling down."

After listening, Bo Ye suddenly asked, "Which brands?"

"Tomorrow I will have Chen Nan cancel the cooperation with them."

Bo Ye said coldly, "The Bo family does not cooperate with those who wrong their subordinates."

Caught off guard by these words, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"what the hell."

"Don't be like that. It's not that you're wronged; it's just a personal reason."

"After all, they invited us to do an event. Besides, they're not some big shots or celebrities. How could they possibly tailor everything to them? If I were a brand, I would also think it's too much to ask of an artist like that."

Bo Ye, however, said matter-of-factly: "I'm just spoiled, I was born spoiled."

He was still holding her foot in his hand, massaging it for more than ten minutes. When he felt it was about time, Bo Ye put it down, washed his hands, and then went to her side.

He pulled her close and leaned her against his pillow.

Jiang Ruan leaned against him, looked up at him and laughed: "Why are you being so unreasonable?"

"I must say, you really massaged me well. Let's do it again next time."

"Tsk."

Bo Ye lowered his eyes and hooked his fingertip on her nose: "In this world, the only one who dares to let me, Bo Ye, massage her feet is you."

"Hmm." Jiang Ruan wrapped her arms around his waist and said proudly, "Who told me to be your woman? I'll give you a massage next time too."

Bo Ye laughed upon hearing this: "Are you sure?"

"With your strength, you'd probably be complaining of sore hands after just a few presses."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

When she was exposed, she pouted and said, "Who said that? I'm strong too, you know."

"Really?" Bo Ye looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of ambiguity: "Who was crying and shouting that they were exhausted and had no energy just now? Wasn't it you?"

"Would you like me to record an audio clip for you next time?"

The topic was immediately steered to this.

Jiang Ruan's cheeks flushed instantly, her little face puffed up with anger: "How could you do this? It's all your fault. We agreed on just one time, and you broke your promise."

Bo Ye interrupted her: "If we really do it once, wouldn't that mean I'm not good enough?"

“How could I possibly let that happen?” Bo Ye chuckled. “Good girl, just take what men say in bed with a grain of salt.”

This kind of thing is inherently based on mutual consent.

Jiang Ruan didn't really have much to say.

Leaving that topic aside, Jiang Ruan asked curiously, "Speaking of which, with all the news going on online these past few days, there hasn't been a single word from your mother?"

"This isn't like her at all."

If this had happened in the past, Xu Yun would have warned and threatened her long ago, telling her to give up on the idea and not let her into the Bo family.

This incident has caused such a big stir that she's even wearing her diamond ring now.

Xu Yun, on the other hand, remained completely silent.

When Xu Yun was mentioned, Bo Ye's eyes darkened slightly, but he replied without changing his expression, "I have her weakness in my hands, so naturally she wouldn't dare to cause trouble."

"Huh?" Jiang Ruan asked curiously, "What weakness?"

Bo Ye looked at her without saying anything.

Seeing his expression, Jiang Ruan immediately guessed that it was probably something with serious consequences, and obediently said, "Then I won't ask anymore."

"If you want to know, I can tell you." Bo Ye naturally believed that she wouldn't tell anyone.

Nonsense, if you don't even trust your own woman, the person you share your bed with.

That would be considered useless.

“She has a younger brother, who is my nominal maternal uncle.” Bo Ye did not address his mother by her full name, but referred to her directly.

This shows just how bad their relationship was.

Jiang Ruan sighed inwardly, but she couldn't blame Bo Ye for being cold to her; Xu Yun didn't have any feelings for Bo Ye either.

Everything has a cause and effect.

“He has done a lot of illegal things behind the scenes over the years.”

Bo Ye said coldly, "If I had known he was up to no good, I would have had people keeping an eye on him. If it weren't for the fact that his sister is my nominal mother, I would have sent him to prison long ago.

"But even if we don't send them now, we'll definitely have to send them in the future."

"It's only a matter of time."

Jiang Ruan: "Then you're putting the greater good before family."

“If you really send her in, your mother will definitely not let it go so easily.”

Bo Ye said, "It wasn't me who sentenced his brother, it was the law."

"We're all adults, and people have to pay the price for their actions."

“No wonder she’s been so quiet lately, I was wondering about that.” Jiang Ruan: “After all, as the old saying goes, there’s always something fishy going on when things are out of the ordinary.”

When did you confront her about it?

Jiang Ruan pondered for a moment, then said, "Could it be when she canceled the cooperation with Su Wan? Didn't she always treat Su Wan as her future daughter-in-law? There was such a big commotion back then, but she didn't stand up for Su Wan."

Bo Ye hadn't expected her to guess so quickly, and laughed, "As expected of my woman, Bo Ye, you're really smart."

Jiang Ruan playfully stuck out her tongue.

Bo Ye said in a low voice, "She has helped Su Wan bully you a lot before. I have tolerated her for long enough. I warned her once or twice, but it didn't work. This time she really crossed my line and helped Su Wan plot to kill you."

"How could I possibly tolerate her any longer?"

Jiang Ruan: "But have you ever thought that if you really send your uncle to jail, she might hate you?"

“It’s not a possibility,” Bo Ye said firmly, “it’s a certainty.”

Jiang Ruan listened, and her eyes immediately showed a hint of heartache as she looked at him.

Bo Ye couldn't stand that look in her eyes, so he raised his hand to cover her eyes and rested his chin on her shoulder: "Don't look at me like that."

“There’s nothing to pity about her. From the moment she plotted to get pregnant with me and marry my dad, it was destined that her marriage would be unhappy. My arrival was a surprise to her because it would tie my dad down.”

"But she never expected that my father would rather give up everything in the Bo family and leave with nothing to divorce her."

Bo Ye's gaze was icy: "Her scheme seemed clever, but in the end, she was the one who trapped herself."

“My dad doesn’t love her. Even if she’s pregnant, it’s no use. She wants the status of Mrs. Bo. My dad was in the wrong first. He made her pregnant out of wedlock, so he gave it to her. He gave her the title, but he couldn’t give her his heart and soul. People have their own thoughts. If my dad had been sober at the time, he would never have slept with her.”

Jiang Ruan listened and couldn't help but sigh: "Your mother was also a devoted lover, but love is always mutual."

"You can scheme against people, but you can't scheme against their hearts."

"So, it seems like your mother won by giving birth to you, the future heir of the Bo family, and becoming the mistress of the Bo family, but in reality, she is the biggest loser."

"Because your father left with nothing, but she can't leave."

"She has to watch over everything in the Bo family every day, and be respectfully called Mrs. Bo, even though her husband has run off with someone else. All the power and money she has left behind are just inanimate objects."