Out of control and sinking

Chapter 471 Who is he chatting with?

Lu Jie: What's so embarrassing? Everyone knows you're Bo Ye's woman now.

Lu Jie: Besides, it's just sitting on someone's lap, it's not like we're kissing or sleeping in front of them. Stay calm in this small situation.

Tian Tian also said: That's right, that's right.

Jiang Ruan: ...
However, it wasn't a big deal, and Jiang Ruan quickly put it out of her mind, happily chatting with the two about other topics.

I thought Bo Ye's meeting would last at least another half hour.

Unexpectedly, Bo Ye came in less than ten minutes later.

Jiang Ruan looked up at him, her fingers flying across her phone as she typed, and asked, "Are you done with the meeting?"

"Mmm." Bo Ye climbed onto the bed, pulled her into his arms, and nuzzled his chin against her shoulder, a hint of coquettishness in his voice. He glanced at her phone with his dark eyes: "Who are you chatting with?"

Jiang Ruan said, "Lu Jie and Tian Tian."

Of course, she wouldn't let him see the chat content.

Because it contains a lot of Jiang Ruan's criticisms of him.

This is just everyday chatter between girls.

If he sees this, he'll definitely become petty again.

Jiang Ruan turned off her phone and lay in his arms. Bo Ye suddenly asked, "Are you angry?"

Jiang Ruan looked up, her gaze falling on his cheek: "Huh?"

Realizing he was referring to what had just happened, Jiang Ruan said generously, "Didn't you tell me you were in a meeting? What's there to be angry about? It's not that serious."

Seeing her smiling eyes, she certainly didn't seem angry at all.

Bo Ye breathed a sigh of relief and pinched her little face with his fingertips.

"What do you want to eat later? There's a really nice restaurant around here that specializes in French food. Want to try it?"

Looking into the man's dark eyes, I wondered if it was because he was wearing gray loungewear, but he seemed much gentler than usual, giving off the vibe of a kind and gentle man.

“Okay,” Jiang Ruan replied.

She wasn't picky about food. Bo Ye, on the other hand, had discerning tastes; restaurants that he praised were generally quite good.

Jiang Ruan's attention was on his clothes. She tugged at the hem of Bo Ye's shirt with her fingertips and asked with a smile, "I remember your clothes are either black or dark gray. Why are you suddenly wearing light gray?"

"Chen Nan bought it. He'll wear it at the hotel; it's quite casual." Bo Ye glanced down at it, his brows immediately furrowing: "Doesn't it look good?"

"Not at all."

While saying this, Jiang Ruan was thinking about something else.

Seeing the expression on her small face, Bo Ye knew she had something to say. He reached out and pinched her small face, which was already quite thin, and squeezed it into a ball.

Jiang Ruan made muffled noises in discomfort.

"To be honest, does this color look bad on me?"

A man's cool, magnetic voice rang out.

His dark eyes stared at her, and before she could finish speaking, he snorted and added, "This dress was bought by Chen Nan."

It means that even if it's not good-looking, it has nothing to do with him.

This shows that Chen Nan has poor aesthetic sense.

This does not represent his aesthetic sense.

Hearing him so quickly shift the blame to Chen Nan, Jiang Ruan was both amused and exasperated. She sighed, "It's not that it looks bad; actually, this color looks quite good on you, it's just..."

At this point, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but secretly glance downwards.

Bo Ye noticed this, and his brows furrowed even more deeply: "Just what?"

Looking at the man's serious expression, it was as if this was some huge deal.

She found it a little funny, but she told the truth anyway.

"Netizens online have given the boy wearing light gray pants a nickname."

Jiang Ruan swallowed hard, looked at the man's face, and uttered those few words.

"Call him 'the guy who wipes the edge'."