Out of control and sinking

What a loud tone.

Jiang Ruan paused in her eating, then quietly glanced at He Jing. He looked perfectly normal, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Incidentally, Jiang Ruan also took a look at He Jing's appearance. His face shape was very similar to Bo Ye's, both having the standard face of a male god, except that his phoenix eyes were very indifferent and cold.

Based on Jiang Ruan's years of experience in the entertainment industry, He Jing appears to be easygoing and carefree, but in reality, he is very shrewd and calculating.

This kind of person is the most unpredictable, but then again, it makes sense, someone who can become mayor at such a young age.

How could he possibly be a simple character?

The political battlefield is so brutal.

If you didn't have any real skills, you would have been eliminated long ago.

The plan was to reshuffle the top management of departments in Beijing within a year, which meant replacing them all with their own people.

Jiang Ruan sighed. He'd risen to power, and he was such a ruthless character.

Those in positions of power usually believe that those who obey them prosper, while those who oppose them perish.

It seems that life won't be easy for the top officials in Beijing from now on.

Hearing He Jing's words, Bo Ye said in a calm tone: "Then let's clean it up. The capital has been developing better and better in recent years, which has also bred a lot of viruses. Cleaning it up is a good thing for you and for the people."

He Jing nodded: "That's what I think too."

Bo Ye said bluntly, "I know you have ambitions, but He Jing, you have just taken office. The network of relationships in the capital is very complicated. Whether it is between officials or between them and the major families and powerful clans, to be honest, there are not many innocent people. Uprooting them is a very patient thing to do. Moreover, there are many higher-ups involved. You have to be even more careful."

He Jing's eyes brightened slightly, and he said, "That's why I need your help."

Bo Ye refused without hesitation: "Sorry, I'm just a businessman."

"I don't get involved in political matters."

He Jing sighed: "Okay, I thought you would reject me, but it's okay, it doesn't affect our friendship."

As he spoke, He Jing picked up his glass of wine and stood up: "Brother Bo, I'd like to toast you."

There are very few people in this world who can make Bo Ye stand up and offer a toast.

He Jing is one of them.

After a moment of silence, he stood up with his wine glass in hand, the two clinked glasses, and both drank.

“Since you are unwilling to participate, I will not force you.” He Jing said, “From the first day I became an official, I vowed to become a high-ranking official. This time I came to the capital on my own initiative because before this, I had collected a lot of evidence of the bad things done by high-ranking officials in the capital. They are unscrupulous, persecute the people, and are utterly immoral. Sooner or later they will be punished.”

He Jing spoke very honestly.

Bo Ye listened, then picked up his chopsticks and served food to Jiang Ruan.

Jiang Ruan didn't understand politics, so she just ate; she was indeed hungry.

But I also listened to them talking.

He Jing sounds like a very upright person; he shouldn't be a bad person, right?

But I don't know.

After all, bad people never have the word "bad" written on their faces.

As He Jing spoke, his gaze fell upon Bo Ye's attentiveness towards Jiang Ruan, which made him slightly taken aback.

He Jing laughed and said, "Brother Bo is so good to his wife. I never thought you would propose to someone one day."

“I always thought you were like me, a pure non-marriage advocate.”

Bo Ye picked up a piece of meat for Jiang Ruan, then put down his chopsticks and looked up at He Jing.

"Perhaps one day, you will suddenly realize that the so-called world of fame and fortune is nothing but fleeting smoke."

"And everything you chase is not as good as going home at night, where someone pours you a glass of hot water and chats with you."

He Jing shrugged, but didn't directly refute: "Maybe, but I think it's impossible."

Bo Ye didn't bother arguing with him after he said that.

The topic quickly returned to politics.

The two chatted for over two hours over the meal.

Jiang Ruan was already stuffed, but the two were still chatting.

Jiang Ruan listened, her eyes dozing off.

She had just dozed off when Bo Ye noticed her. He took her hand in his; her little hand was warm and soft in his palm.

He asked gently, "Tired?"

Jiang Ruan forced a smile and said, "It's alright, you guys keep talking, don't worry about me."

He Jing clearly had many topics to discuss with Bo Ye today, and Bo Ye couldn't simply refuse.

The two chatted for a while longer.

Jiang Ruan really couldn't hold on any longer, so she asked Bo Ye for the car keys and went to sleep in the car in the garage.

Raise the sunshade, and you won't be able to see anything inside from the outside.

With the air conditioning on, Jiang Ruan reclined the passenger seat and covered herself with a thin blanket.

She fell asleep the moment she closed her eyes.

Jiang Ruan was really tired after a busy day.

She didn't know how long she slept.

When Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, she was still groggy. She then realized that she was alone in the car.

Yes, she locked the car door from the inside while she was sleeping, so naturally no one could get in.

The car had the air conditioning on, which was very comfortable, and there was also an automatic exhaust fan, so she didn't feel stuffy.

Jiang Ruan rubbed her eyes and picked up her phone.

When I turned on the screen, I realized it was already 2 a.m.

Bo Ye didn't come, nor did he call or text him.

This made Jiang Ruan a little flustered.

Are they still drinking in the private room?
Jiang Ruan called Bo Ye, and the call was answered as soon as she dialed.

Just woken up, Jiang Ruan's voice was hoarse, still sleepy: "Are you still drinking?"

A man's voice came through, hoarse, as if from smoking: "No."

Jiang Ruan blinked: "Then where are you now?"

"I fell asleep in my car in the garage and didn't realize it was already past 2 a.m.

As Jiang Ruan was explaining, she could hear two tapping sounds from the car window on her phone.

Then came Bo Ye's voice: "Open the door."

Jiang Ruan's eyes widened immediately: "You were outside the car?"

Without saying a word, she quickly got up and opened the door. The car door was locked from the inside, and since she was sleeping inside, her safety was the most important thing.

As soon as the car was opened, a strong smell of smoke wafted out. Bo Ye was standing outside the car with his suit jacket draped over his wrist.

"When did you come down?" Jiang Ruan asked him. "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Bo Ye got into the driver's seat and reached out to pull the car door shut: "I guessed you were asleep shortly after I got out, and I didn't want to wake you."

As she spoke, she suddenly leaned in and sniffed his shirt, saying, "You smell so much smoke! How many cigarettes have you smoked?"

If Jiang Ruan got out of the car at this moment, she would find an ashtray on top of a trash can not far away.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts and cigars.

Bo Ye actually came down around 11 o'clock.

I was worried it wouldn't be safe for her to sleep here alone.

But when I got down, I found she was asleep.

Not wanting to disturb her, he smoked next to the trash can, finishing half a pack of cigars.

I also had the hotel's 24-hour staff deliver two more packages.

Bo Ye's voice was hoarse: "Not many, just a few."

Jiang Ruan curled her lip, "You don't believe his ghosts."

Bo Ye started the car, his well-defined fingers gripping the steering wheel, and said to her, "If you're sleepy, you can continue sleeping. I'll carry you upstairs when we get home."

Jiang Ruan yawned: "I'm not so sleepy now."

Bo Ye: "Hmm." Jiang Ruan asked Bo Ye curiously, "Have you known He Jing for many years?"

Bo Ye said, "I guess so. His parents are both overseas Chinese. When he was a child, they settled in Beijing with him. It was not far from the old Bo family house. That's where we met. After playing together for a few years, his parents took him abroad again."

"We didn't keep in touch much at the time, and we only got in touch after I returned to China."

Jiang Ruan nodded: "I see."

"He's not much older than you, is he?"

Bo Ye hummed in agreement: "Two years old."

Jiang Ruan laughed: "I've always heard people call you President Bo or Brother Bo. This is the first time I've heard someone call you Brother Bo. It feels like calling you that instantly lowers your seniority."

The two chatted in a relaxed atmosphere.

But Bo Ye teased, "Compared to all of this, I still prefer to hear you call me husband."

The unexpected flirtation didn't hurt Jiang Ruan's back, so she remained calm and smiled, "Really?"

Bo Ye: "Mm."

"Drive carefully first, I'll call you when we get back," Jiang Ruan said firmly. "Safety first."

Bo Ye chuckled, glancing at her between the traffic lights, and teased her, "Tsk."

"Are you afraid I lack self-control and will execute you on the spot?"

He put it so bluntly.

Jiang Ruan's ears burned: "I didn't think that way, don't talk nonsense."

"Besides, you're not such an irrational person. How could you lose your self-control just because of the word 'husband'?"

To this, Bo Ye laughed and said, "Not necessarily."

He looked at her and said, "How about we give it a try?"

Try him out of your mind.

Jiang Ruan leaned against the cushion, burying her face in the blanket in her arms, and closed her eyes, pretending to sleep: "Drive carefully, I'm so sleepy, I just want to go home and sleep now."

Bo Ye was indeed joking.

He was tired after a long day.

Weakhearted.

The car returned to silence, all the way home.

The car swayed and wobbled, and Jiang Ruan successfully fell asleep again. In the end, Bo Ye carried her back to the bedroom.

After a quick wash, the two lay down on the large bed and slept for two nights in a row. Jiang Ruan felt much more energetic.

Seeing that Bo Ye had his eyes closed, she leaned over and hugged his waist, whispering in his arms, "I think He Jing is not a simple person. Even if you are good friends, you have to be careful and not let him scheme against you."

"Although I don't understand the ways of fame and fortune, I've been in the entertainment industry for so long and I've seen all kinds of people. Just by looking at his face, I can tell that he's a very shrewd person."

Upon hearing this, Bo Ye tightened his arms around her waist and buried his chin in her shoulder.

Her scent lingered around my nose, a captivating fragrance that soothed me: "I know."

Jiang Ruan hummed in agreement.

I had just closed my eyes when I heard him ask, "What did you think of my face when you first saw me?"

Jiang Ruan's heart skipped a beat, and she suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with bewilderment.

Unexpectedly, he was also looking at her, and her gaze met his dark, deep eyes, which were as cold as a deep pool.

Without a second thought, Jiang Ruan closed her eyes and casually uttered a few words: "Rich person."

Bo Ye: "..."

"Really?" Bo Ye naturally didn't believe it: "I was talking about facial features."

Jiang Ruan: "Really? Why would I lie to you?"

"The first time I saw you, I knew you were rich, definitely a tycoon. So I just clung to your coattails, saving myself twenty years of hard work... ugh..."

Before she could finish speaking, he pinched her waist lightly.

Jiang Ruan bristled, opened her eyes, and heard Bo Ye say, "Then who do you think is more cunning, me or He Jing?"

this problem.

Jiang Ruan hesitated for a moment, then rationally analyzed with him: "Actually, they're not shallow at all."

Bo Ye: "..."

Saying it is the same as not saying it.

"I think that being shrewd and calculating is not necessarily a bad thing. It just means that the person is very thoughtful and will think things through before acting, rather than acting rashly and making a mess of things. But it depends on whether the person is upright or not."

"Anyway, I think you're a good person in this respect, because you've never thought of harming anyone."

"As for what He Jing is like, I don't know." Jiang Ruan laughed: "Isn't he trying to reshuffle the top officials in the Beijing departments? To put it bluntly, isn't he just replacing them with his own people to serve him? He talks a big game about doing this for the people, but only he knows for sure whether he's doing it for himself or for someone else."

"We can't read his mind, so we don't know what he's thinking. But I think there's a saying that goes, 'Time reveals all.'"

"There's plenty of time. His true intentions will eventually come to light."

Bo Ye knew she was always smart, and after listening to her analysis, he was smug.

He lowered his head and kissed her red lips.

They couldn't be more proud.

"She truly is worthy of being my woman, Bo Ye's woman."

"The analysis is very good."

Jiang Ruan: "I'm just talking nonsense, just take it as gossip."

“No.” Bo Ye looked at her with his dark eyes: “That’s my thought too.”

"We're on the same page."

Hearing this, Jiang Ruan's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

Her lips curved into a smile, barely concealing her sweetness: "What a coincidence, honey~"

Jiang Ruan almost forgot about this.

She finally managed to call him "husband."

Bo Ye's Adam's apple bobbed; he was truly sleepy. He lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips: "Mmm, wife."

Then he whispered in her ear, "I'll let you off the hook today, and I'll give you double the money another day, okay?"

Jiang Ruan rolled her eyes speechlessly.

"What a load of rubbish! This is bad!"

After saying that, she turned her back to him and said, "Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Bo Ye: "..."

It feels like you just got engaged.

He's already starting to get tired of him.

*
Bo Ye is away on a business trip.

I'm going abroad for half a month to work with the team there to make decisions about new projects.

Moreover, there is a time difference with China. During the day, Jiang Ruan works, but it is nighttime where Bo Ye is, and vice versa.

Therefore, Jiang Ruan could only call him during the day.

Actually, the two didn't talk much on the phone; they just repeated the same few topics over and over.

However, no matter what Bo Ye was doing, he would take a picture and send it to Jiang Ruan to tell her what he was doing.

They take pictures of the meeting room when there's a meeting, and of the food when there's a meal.

This gave Jiang Ruan the feeling that Bo Ye was henpecked, so he had to report everything to her.

She also shared this with Sister Qin.

Sister Qin teased her, "You don't know how lucky you are. You have no idea how many men can't do this. When women ask him to report what he's doing, they act like they suspect him of cheating and it's like they're going to kill him."

"Unlike Bo Ye, who proactively reports everything he does."

"They call you constantly every day; you two are really in the honeymoon phase right now."

(End of this chapter)