Out of control and sinking

Jiang Ruan glared, her little face puffed up with anger, and she put her hands on her hips: "I'm not as weak as you think, okay?"

He had a fierce look on his face.

Bo Ye's dark eyes held a smile, he licked his thin lips, stared at her with a half-smile, and lazily replied, "Mm."

"You're the strongest."

"After all, they've started using people's weaknesses to threaten them."

That tone.

It's really unpleasant to hear!
Jiang Ruan: "..."

She took a deep breath, her face expressionless: "Why do I feel like you're talking about me in a sarcastic way?"

"how come."

"You are the one who is both me and my opposite, I'm sure of it."

"Hmph!" Jiang Ruan turned her head and said firmly, "I will handle this myself. I don't need your help."

Bo Ye raised an eyebrow and glanced at her: "Are you sure?"

Before Jiang Ruan could utter the word "of course," Bo Ye scoffed and mocked, "You think you can stop her from threatening you by using her son?"

"What if her son hides away beforehand? What will you do then? Are you saying she's so stupid as to wait for you to come knocking on her door?"

Jiang Ruan was annoyed by what she heard: "Then I'll listen to you and send her to Myanmar. She can forget about ever coming back."

“I think it’s a good idea,” Bo Ye said.

"She treats you badly, why are you being so soft-hearted?"

Jiang Ruan was also thinking about this question: why should she be kind to Fang Cui after how she treated her?

But when her gaze fell on his wrist, she paused again. Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked him, "Bo Ye, do you wear Buddhist beads every day because you believe in Buddhism?"

Jiang Ruan always thought she wanted to ask him.

But I never asked.

Because Buddhists are all kind-hearted, have flaws, and are dedicated to saving all sentient beings.

But Bo Ye is not that kind of person.

The rumors circulating about him are not friendly.

Ruthless, unscrupulous, and willing to do anything to achieve his goals are all synonymous with him.

"So what if he's a princeling of Beijing's elite circles, possessing billions in assets and acting arrogantly? He can crush anyone with his money if something happens. Who can do anything to him?" "No."

Bo Ye replied without hesitation.

He glanced at the Buddhist prayer beads on his wrist, a complex emotion flashing across his eyes, but it quickly vanished as if it had never existed.

He was a staunch materialist.

How could someone possibly believe in Buddhism?

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" Jiang Ruan asked again.

Bo Ye: "I don't believe it."

He didn't hesitate for even a moment.

His tone was cold and indifferent.

Jiang Ruan's lips twitched slightly. Just as he had thought, she said, "But I believe you."

Her dark eyes gazed into his deep, unfathomable eyes, which were like a deep pool, making it impossible to discern his true emotions or thoughts.

He was like a solid block of ice.

The girl's sweet voice, accompanied by a firm tone, rang in his ears. Her voice was melodious and full of vigor: "I believe in cause and effect, I believe in the retribution for good and evil, and I believe that the gods have eyes."

Every word was clearly heard by Bo Ye.

Each word seemed to strike Bo Ye's heart.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at her expressionlessly. His fingertips, hanging at his sides, trembled slightly, causing the prayer beads to clink together.

But it soon disappeared.

Bo Ye's lips curled into a smile that was hard to decipher, as he stared at Jiang Ruan and teased, "How about I build you a lotus pond?"

Jiang Ruan was speaking to him in a serious tone, but he started joking with her.

She blinked: "Huh?"

"Why build a lotus pond? Isn't that for worshipping the Bodhisattva?"

Bo Ye chuckled: "Yes."

"Isn't this what we do for you?"

“Bodhisattva Jiang, it’s a real pity that you have such ideals but don’t use them to save all living beings.”