Out of control and sinking

Chapter 48 Do you know why I don't believe in Buddhism?

Bo Ye replied calmly, "I don't know."

His cold demeanor made him seem indifferent.

Chen Nan scoffed, "That's your own mother, okay?"

But then he thought about the Bo family's affairs, and how Bo Ye and Madam Bo always seemed to only show respect on the surface, so he didn't say anything more.

Thinking of Madam Bo's personality and temperament, Chen Nan couldn't help but worry about Bo Ye again.

As I was thinking, I saw a middle-aged woman in a light blue embroidered long dress walk out of the exit not far away. Her long hair was tied up and adorned with a jade hairpin.

Her makeup was exquisite, and she exuded elegance and grace.

Mrs. Bo comes from a scholarly family.

As someone who studied painting, she naturally exudes a gentle, scholarly air.

Although he is over fifty years old, he is well-maintained and looks only in his thirties.

A nanny and bodyguard followed behind her.

"Mr. Bo, Madam has come out," Chen Nan said.

The man beside him had already walked over to the middle-aged woman. Bo Ye's eyes were indifferent as he politely nodded, "Mother."

Xu Yun glanced at him and sneered sarcastically, "You still remember that you have a mother like me? I've been in France for half a year, and you only call me twice. President Bo is really a busy man."

Bo Ye replied solemnly, "I am indeed busy."

"The company launched several new projects in the first half of the year, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, by the end of the year..."

"Don't give me that nonsense!" Xu Yun said coldly. "I'm not interested in your company's affairs!"

"..."

The two were relatively speechless.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Chen Nan, standing nearby, swallowed hard, only then realizing that the way this mother and son interacted was truly subtle.

They don't look like biological mother and child at all.

They seemed more like strangers.

After a moment, Bo Ye's cool voice rang out: "The house has been cleaned. You must be tired from your journey, let me take you back to rest."

"There's no need for you to send it," Xu Yun said, his tone commanding. "Prepare a welcoming banquet for me."

"I want the biggest spectacle, with all the celebrities from all walks of life in Beijing in attendance."

She wanted everyone to know that Xu Yun, the wife of the Bo family, had returned.

Especially that man, and that bitch.

The despicable men and women who were kicked out of the Bo family.

Bo Ye knew her intention and replied, "Okay."

“Those people aren’t allowed to come. You should understand what I mean, right?” Xu Yun said.

His sharp eyes made it seem as if the person in front of him wasn't his own son.

Instead, they are enemies.

Bo Ye was unsurprised and had long been used to it. He twitched his lips slightly and said, "I know."

Xu Yun was then satisfied: "That's good."

Bo Ye's dark eyes were deep and unfathomable, and his tone was indifferent: "I'll take you back first."

Xu Yun took a breath and said, "No need, I've already called a car, so there's no need for President Bo to worry about it."

After saying that, he turned and left with his men.

Suddenly remembering something, Xu Yun turned back, frowned, and questioned Bo Ye: "Are you still seeing that woman?"

His tone was harsh, as if he were some terrible person.

Who is the mother?

Xu Yun scoffed: "Who else could it be but that little star Jiang Ruan?"

"It's been all over the internet lately."

“I told you long ago that being with a woman like that, who has no manners and comes from a vulgar background, will only drag you down.”

"Being in the entertainment industry, who knows how chaotic things are behind the scenes."

“Mother.” Bo Ye frowned and coldly interrupted her: “These words should not have come out of your mouth.”

He uttered three words from his thin lips: "Too cheap!"

Xu Yun's expression changed instantly.

She retorted angrily, "I'm doing this out of concern for you, so you won't be seduced by that vixen and forget your place."

Bo Ye said expressionlessly, "My affairs are none of Mother's concern."

He was completely unyielding.

He's just like his father.

"Fine, very well." Xu Yun sneered, "So you're still entangled with her, are you?"

"Remember this, Bo Ye: as long as I live, she will never set foot in the Bo family!"

After saying that, Xu Yun stormed off with his men.

Looking at his retreating figure, Bo Ye withdrew his gaze.

Chen Nan's worried voice came through: "President Bo, don't be sad."

This doesn't look like a biological mother at all.

More like an enemy.

They were sarcastic and confrontational from the moment they met, leaving Chen Nan completely dumbfounded.

Bo Ye glanced at him, her tone icy: "You're overthinking it."

"Let's go."

The man, with one hand in his pocket, left the airport with Chen Nan.

In less than two hours, the news of Mrs. Bo's return to China spread throughout the capital.

Photos of Bo Ye personally picking up Bo Ye at the airport also went viral.

Jiang Ruan spent the whole day filming commercials.

I was already on my way back when I saw this news.

Looking at Xu Yun in the photo, Jiang Ruan's eyes were filled with complicated emotions. She didn't have a good impression of this woman.

In the three years she had been with Bo Ye, she had only met Xu Yun twice.

A banquet, a castle villa.

Jiang Ruan would never forget Xu Yun's sarcastic remarks, saying that she, a toad in the mud, would never dream of eating swan meat, and that she, with her humble background, had no choice but to learn how to sleep with men. She added that Bo Ye was destined for a marriage with a prominent Beijing socialite and would never marry a woman like her with no family background or connections. Before meeting Xu Yun, Jiang Ruan hadn't understood why Bo Ye's father, Mr. Bo Wu, would rather give up his inheritance rights and leave with nothing than divorce her, given her refined appearance and scholarly background.

Go marry a woman from a humble family outside the marriage.

Jiang Ruan only understood after meeting Xu Yun.

A woman with this kind of personality will only bring oppression and pressure to others, not happiness.

Moreover, her relationship with Bo Ye doesn't seem to be very good; there's no warmth between them like a typical mother and son.

Bo Ye never mentioned her in front of her.

Jiang Ruan was unaware of the Bo family's affair before. Once, when she mentioned her in front of him, Bo Ye's attitude was very cold.

It was as if that wasn't his mother, but just a name.

The father cheated on his wife, left with nothing, and married another woman, finding happiness in his new family.

My mother is such a stubborn person.

Jiang Ruan couldn't help but feel sorry for Bo Ye.

Being born into such a family was his misfortune.

But how much better is she?

Her mother died in childbirth, and her father died in a car accident. She was cursed by everyone as a jinx.

Her adoptive aunt was a gambling addict who lived in the casino every day and never left. When she lost, she would come back and beat and scold her.

She was so thin and pale from hunger when she was a child, and even now, as a senior in high school, she only weighs 70 pounds.

Right after graduating from university, my aunt incurred a huge debt, which was still registered in her name.

Three million dollars—it was like her sky had fallen.

Her aunt even wanted to sell her to a brothel to make money.

She ran out.

However, they are threatened and intimidated by debt collectors every day.

I even contemplated suicide at that time.

Fortunately, I met Bo Ye at that time.

Sometimes Jiang Ruan couldn't help but think that Bo Ye might have been sent by God to save her.

Jiang Ruan closed her eyes, suppressing the hot tears welling up in her eyes. She would never forget that rainy night when she stood on the bridge, feeling utterly hopeless and about to jump off, when a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed her arm.

There was also a man's cold and aloof words: "I'll pay off your debts, come with me."

The night wind was bleak, bringing a chill to the air.

When Jiang Ruan arrived home, the living room was deserted, with not even a servant in sight.

Jiang Ruan was surprised; why was everyone resting so early today?
She put down her bag, changed into slippers, and walked inside. Not far away, by the floor-to-ceiling window, she saw a man sitting on the sofa, drinking alone with a glass of red wine.

His silhouette was lonely and desolate.

Jiang Ruan's eyes flickered slightly, and she walked over, her voice sweet and clear: "I'm back."

Why do you suddenly want to drink today?

Bo Ye raised his eyes, and perhaps because of the alcohol, the corners of his eyes were tinged with a decadent and beautiful red. His usually cold and aloof skin had lost its coolness and gained a touch of rosiness.

It has a sense of everyday life.

He was wearing only a dark blue silk nightgown, the collar of which was open, giving him a wild and untamed look.

Her taut, sculpted chin accentuated the sexiness of her thin lips, while her slender collarbones, exposed to the air, exuded an irresistible allure.

No answer to her.

His dark eyes gazed quietly at Jiang Ruan, who wore a white belted dress. Her delicate and pure face resembled that of a young girl, inspiring tenderness and affection.

After glancing at it a few times, he said in a hoarse, low voice, "Come here."

Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow and obediently walked over.

As soon as she got close, the man put down his wine glass, stretched out his long arm, and pulled her onto his lap.

Jiang Ruan naturally wrapped her arms around his neck, so close that she could see his cheeks were slightly flushed.

She reached out and touched his forehead, surprised: "It's so hot."

Only then did I realize that the wine bottle on the table was already half empty.

"Why did you drink so much?" Jiang Ruan asked.

Bo Ye rested his chin on her shoulder, his hot breath spraying onto her neck. Inhaling her sweet scent, he said in a light tone, "I want to drink."

She didn't believe it.

He rarely drinks, let alone this much.

There must be a reason for drinking.

Is it because his mother came back?
Did you say something to him that made him drink so much?
After all, she is her biological mother. Even if she doesn't seem to care on the surface, she must still mind deep down.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have drunk so much.

Jiang Ruan shrank back a little, feeling a bit uncomfortable from his warm breath on her neck, and tentatively said, "I saw the news today, your mother is back."

Bo Ye replied indifferently, "Mm."

"Is it because of her?" Jiang Ruan asked. "Is that why you drank so much?"

When questioned, Bo Ye remained silent.

They neither admitted nor denied it.

Normally, Bo Ye would have coldly said no.

But now, he's a little tipsy.

After leaning against her arm for a while, Bo Ye raised his head. His sharp brows were cold and aloof, and his eyelids twitched slightly as he raised his right hand.

She had fair skin and wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads.

The prayer beads have a beautiful luster and are clearly among the finest of the finest.

Indian Imperial Sandalwood Prayer Beads.

Staring at it, Bo Ye's lips curled into a sneer: "Do you know why I don't believe in Buddhism?"

This question was directed at Jiang Ruan.

With her arms around his neck, Jiang Ruan gazed at the man's noble face and asked softly, "Why?"

Bo Ye's eyes were hazy, and a mocking smile played on his lips as he slowly said, "Because I have no compassion, nor do I need affection or love."

"In my eyes, only those who obey me prosper and those who defy me perish."

"I will get what I want by any means necessary."

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