CHAPTER 290: CHAPTER 270:

"I don’t accept verbal apologies."

Bao Ye’s dark eyes fixated on her, every gesture exuded an air of authority, and the corners of his lips lifted playfully: "Baby, after all these years, looking across Beijing, no one has dared to even lay a finger on me, Bao Ye."

Jiang Ruan felt a jolt in her heart, swallowed hard.

"Let alone hit me."

Bao Ye licked his lips, looked down at her: "Give me a slap and you’d think I’ll be appeased, just like that?"

"Am I, Bao Ye, so easily appeased, hmm?"

The man dragged out his tone, so close that his breath sprayed onto her cute, fair cheeks.

Jiang Ruan couldn’t withstand it, pouted: "I was dreaming, wasn’t I? It wasn’t intentional."

"I was wrong."

Bao Ye: "Apologies are useless, give me something tangible."

Jiang Ruan most certainly understood what he meant, and supported her waist: "Oh, my poor waist."

"Following your lead, I’ll probably end up with a slipped disc sooner or later."

Bao Ye laughed, his shoulders slightly trembling: "I’m the one exerting force; if there’s a slipped disc, it would be me, what does it have to do with you?"

Jiang Ruan glared: "Well, you’re right, you’re exerting force, but I’m also the one bearing the force, aren’t I?"

Jiang Ruan held his arm and acted spoiled: "How about I owe you one, okay?"

"Let me have a peaceful sleep tonight."

"Please?"

She looked pitiful.

Bao Ye couldn’t stand it when she acted spoilt.

The anger in his heart had long dissipated.

Bao Ye sighed and poked her brow with his fingertips.

Then, earnestly said: "Jiang Ruan, you’re my nemesis."

Jiang Ruan retorted: "What nemesis!"

She smiled with squinted eyes: "I’m clearly your lucky star, right?"

Bao Ye let out a "Heh" but didn’t say anything.

On the sofa, Jiang Ruan nestled with a tablet in her arms, browsing videos, couldn’t help asking him: "Your mother moved in today, did you know?"

Bao Ye was reading, had changed into pajamas, very relaxed, didn’t even lift his eyelids at her words: "Mhm."

"I knew."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "How do you plan to resolve this?"

"Since two tigers can’t share one mountain, if she’s staying here, then I’ll move out."

Bao Ye glanced over, sneered disdainfully: "Two tigers? You consider yourself a tiger?"

Jiang Ruan immediately glared, put down the tablet, walked towards him across the carpet: "And what about it."

"I can’t get along with her, she disapproves of me, and I disapprove of her."

Bao Ye: "Then no need to reconcile."

That’s one way to put it.

"Think about what you want to do." Jiang Ruan sat nearby him: "Are we truly going to let her stay here, so we’ll run into each other all the time?"

Being asked, Bao Ye was silent for a moment, looked up at her.

Caught off guard, Jiang Ruan’s nervous and annoyed expression was clearly seen by him.

Bao Ye suddenly felt much better, put down the book in his hand, beckoned to her: "Come here."

As if he were calling a little pet.

Jiang Ruan grumbled inwardly but still came over.

As soon as she reached him, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to sit on his lap, Bao Ye embraced her waist.

The scent unique to her lingered around his nose, Bao Ye’s heart rippled, his chin rested on her shoulder, whispered: "Don’t worry."

"She’ll move out tomorrow."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "But what if she doesn’t?"

She took the opportunity to complain: "Today I was doing weight-loss exercises in the living room, she came down and scolded me, even smashed the remote control, said if I keep exercising, she’d smash the TV."

"Bao Ye, I hate feeling like I’m living under someone else’s roof."