Out of control and sinking

A man's steady voice came through, carrying a coaxing tone. Jiang Ruan leaned against his warm chest, feeling his strong heartbeat, and felt extremely safe.

She hugged his narrow waist.

The grievances she had been suppressing suddenly welled up again, tears welling in her eyes and her nose twitching.

But after waiting a while and not hearing him speak again, she wiped away her tears and looked up: "Weren't you going to comfort me?"

The girl's eyes were red and swollen as she looked at him, her little mouth pouting.

"What kind of coaxing is it if you don't say anything!"

Listening to her accusations, Bo Ye lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her rabbit-like eyes. He frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Hmm... don't cry."

Three dry, lifeless words.

Like squeezing toothpaste.

It took several minutes to squeeze it out.

She showed no emotion whatsoever.

"..."

Jiang Ruan was so angry she laughed. She pushed him away, both amused and exasperated, saying, "Forget it, you'd better stop trying to coax me."

"I'm already furious with your way of coaxing me."

And you call that trying to coax her!
He was clearly there to annoy her.

Jiang Ruan turned and went to the bathroom, brought back the dried clothes, put them on the bed, and then took out a hanger and hung them up one by one.

Bo Ye stood not far away, watching her actions, his dark eyes filled with doubt. He still couldn't figure out if he hadn't tried to coax her properly.
She cried, but he didn't say anything to stop her from crying.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

It's really hard to guess.

Bo Ye shook his head, walked over, and sat down next to her clothes.

The bed suddenly sank in a bit. Jiang Ruan looked up, glanced at him, and continued folding clothes.

Why aren't you at work?

"You came back pretty early today."

Bo Ye said calmly, without any expression, "If you're not busy, then come back early."

Jiang Ruan found it unusual: "There are times when you, President Bo, aren't busy."

Bo Ye's lips twitched, his dark eyes fixed on her, and he slowly said, "There was supposed to be a meeting, but Chen Nan told me that something happened to you. He saw on the news that you looked terrible, so he called the director to say that you had already gone home. I guessed that you would come back and cry."

He smiled and said, "I was right."

"Bo Ye!" Jiang Ruan called his name, then pouted, "Can you please stop bringing up my shortcomings? It's like you've never cried before."

Bo Ye replied without hesitation: "No."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

She curled her lip, her words dripping with sarcasm: "Indeed, who in the world could be more heartless than you?"

"Of course you won't cry."

Because he doesn't love anyone.

Nobody cares.

How could he possibly cry?

Bo Ye licked his lips, softening his voice: "Alright, how do you plan to handle this?"

"Should I do it?"

The tone suddenly turned cold after that.

Bo Ye had someone investigate Jiang Ruan's background a long time ago. All he knew was that her parents died early, and her adoptive aunt was addicted to gambling, lost a lot of money, and treated her very badly.

When Jiang Ruan first got together with him, her first request was to change her name.

He agreed.

She chose the name Jiang Ruan herself.

She originally wanted to call herself Jiang Yi.

But the character "Yi" was too common; he felt it didn't suit her.

She asked him to help her choose one. He looked at her face and remembered the soft feeling of holding her in his arms at night.

With her there, his insomnia, which had plagued him for many years, suddenly disappeared.

So he gave her a name that sounded like the word "soft".

阮。

This character also has a very good meaning.

Gentle and charming, beautiful and lovely. It matches her personality perfectly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan abruptly looked up: "What are you talking about?"

"Bo Ye, don't do anything illegal!"

"Even if you have power and influence, you are not above the law. We must be law-abiding citizens!"

Jiang Ruan frowned, her expression tense and serious.

Bo Ye listened, and was amused by her words.

He raised his well-defined hand, tapped her brow with his fingertips, and said with a mixture of affection and punishment, "What are you thinking about?"

"What I mean is, do you need my help?"

"Of course I wouldn't do anything illegal, but sending her to a place where no one can find her is a piece of cake."

"Where to send it?" Jiang Ruan blinked. "There's such a place?"

Bo Ye's lips curled into a cruel smile: "Myanmar."

Upon hearing those two words, Jiang Ruan couldn't help but shudder: "Damn, you mean that?"

"I heard that people who are sent there will never come back in their lives."

"Hmm." Bo Ye said lazily.

"So, do you want me to avenge you?"

"Let her go there and work herself to death, and never let her come back in this lifetime."

Jiang Ruan blurted out, "I think it's okay."

“She bullied me a lot when I was a kid, so she deserves to suffer.”

Bo Ye: "Okay."

After he finished speaking, he stood up.

Seeing that he was about to walk outside, Jiang Ruan quickly called out to him, "Where are you going?"

Bo Ye turned around, his white shirt tucked into his trousers, which made his figure appear even taller and straighter. He put one hand in his pocket and said, "Looking for someone."

He scoffed, "Don't worry, she'll be in Myanmar tomorrow, and you'll never see each other again in this lifetime."

He spoke casually.

When the words reached Jiang Ruan's ears, she paused for a moment: "Wait...wait a minute."

"I was just joking with you."

Jiang Ruan bit her lip, her eyes filled with complicated emotions, and said, "I haven't decided yet."

Sending Fang Cui to a place like that would certainly have been very satisfying for her.

But this was tantamount to pushing Fang Cui into an abyss.

Jiang Ruan wasn't really that ruthless; she couldn't bring herself to do such a thing with a clear conscience.

"What?" Bo Ye scoffed, turning back to her side. "Have you softened your heart?"

"I didn't," Jiang Ruan retorted stubbornly. She argued, "I just think she's already so bad. If I take revenge on her, will I become just as bad as her, or even worse?"

Jiang Ruan looked up at Bo Ye, her dark eyes filled with confusion and vulnerability.

“But I don’t want to be a bad guy.”

"I want to be a good person."

Bo Ye stared at her for a few seconds. Her eyes were full of determination. He was finally convinced and sighed softly.

He raised his hand and ruffled her thick, soft hair, his voice not exactly gentle: "Your idea is right, but you have to know, kindness is often taken advantage of."

"Jiang Ruan, being too kind is not a good thing."

"But at least I can face my conscience." Jiang Ruan pouted, holding his hand and cradling it. "I don't want to have nightmares."

"Let's not send her there."

"Then what do you want to do?" Bo Ye sneered, "You don't want to hurt her, but she's making such a scene because she wants to ruin you."

"You're still being kind to someone like that?"

Bo Ye even wanted to pry open her head to see what was inside.

Everyone says that Bo Ye is ruthless and his style of doing things is exactly the same as the old man's, showing no mercy whatsoever.

How come the woman he found is such a naive and easily manipulated person who wants to be a good guy?

Bo Ye sighed inwardly.

Jiang Ruan said, "Actually, there are ways to deal with her. She has a son. When I went to see her today, I threatened her with her son, which scared her quite a bit."

"Tsk." Bo Ye chuckled, slowly: "I didn't know you could threaten others?"