Out of control and sinking

Jiang Ruan was stunned, staring straight at Bo Ye, never expecting the Si family to be so rich!
A villa on the sea, oh my god.

She took back her previous thought.

Jiang Ruan bit her lip and said seriously, "If I had known, I wouldn't have let them leave. I should have kept them playing all night."

Bo Ye raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

Jiang Ruan said angrily, "If we can win a few more villas like this, I feel like I've lost a hundred million, no, several hundred million."

Seeing her face swollen like a bun, Bo Ye chuckled in exasperation. He easily pinched her small face with his large hand, which was about the size of his own, and kneaded it like dough. He scoffed, "Little money-grubber."

"What's a few hundred million?"

"You think you're worthy of your attention?"

Jiang Ruan's face hurt from being pinched, so she grabbed his hand and said, "Stop pinching me."

"If you keep pinching her face, it will get bigger and bigger."

They just ripped his hand off.

She said, "That's hundreds of millions, how can you say I don't deserve it?"

Jiang Ruan pouted. She wasn't even alright yet.
Bo Ye, however, grasped her soft, delicate hand in return.

The man's dark eyes were unfathomable, and he smiled.

He leaned close to her ear, his breath hot, and said suggestively, "Serve me well, and you'll get more than just a few hundred million."

Jiang Ruan suddenly looked up, her eyes lighting up: "Checks?"

"You haven't given me a check for hundreds of millions yet!"

Just then, he felt a light flick on his forehead with his fingertip. Bo Ye said, "Didn't you hear the important point?"

"I heard that? It's just about serving you well." Jiang Ruan pouted. They were only a few feet apart in the private room, and she opened her arms and hugged the man's narrow waist.

He smelled strongly of cigars.

"Am I not taking good care of you?" Jiang Ruan said, "I bring you water, feed you fruit, and even sleep with you. I do everything except wash your clothes and cook for you."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but mutter, "So, it feels like I'm a nanny, a bed slave and a nanny at the same time. I'm getting the short end of the stick."

Bo Ye chuckled in exasperation: "All day long, what strange and bizarre words are you thinking about?"

"How could you even think of that?" "What I gave you is worth far more than a few hundred million, okay?"

"Your walk-in closets add up to more than a billion dollars, plus the resources I've given you, the spokesperson for the Bo family, and you're still not satisfied, huh?"

If it were anyone else, Bo Ye would have turned ruthless long ago, especially in a world of interests.

What he despises most are people who take an inch and then a mile, and who are insatiable.

But Jiang Ruan was an exception.

Instead of feeling disgusted by her, he inexplicably finds her adorable.
Because she never hides anything from him; she just asks directly if she wants something.

After all, she was one of his own people, and Bo Ye was never stingy with money, always satisfying her needs.

Jiang Ruan listened and felt that it seemed to be true.

I blinked. It seems that one really shouldn't be too greedy.

She has so much stuff.

You can't have everything.

Be content, be content~

Jiang Ruan nestled in his arms and yawned lazily: "I'm sleepy, let's go home and sleep."

Bo Ye: "..."

Knowing she was deliberately changing the subject, the man still took his hand out of his pocket, bent down, and picked her up by the waist.

As they emerged from the private room, bodyguards quickly followed, making the group quite conspicuous.

Bo Ye, in particular, with his tall and slender figure, exuded an aura that inspired fear in those around him.

Passersby quickly moved away.

Jiang Ruan was startled when he suddenly carried her out in such a public place.

She quickly buried her face in his chest, completely covering it.

Otherwise, what if someone takes a picture of it?

She's finished.