CHAPTER 33: CHAPTER 29: GET OUT HERE

Being questioned, Jiang Ruanxin’s mood immediately sank.

From the noisy music and occasional cheers from the other side, it was clearly a club. Why would Bao Ye go to such a place?

"Who are you?" Jiang Ruan asked her.

The woman giggled, utterly charming, even through the phone, Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but shiver.

"Me, of course, I’m Mr. Bao’s woman."

"And who are you?"

Mr. Bao’s woman?

She was Bao Ye’s woman.

Then who was she?

The thing Jiang Ruan feared and dreaded the most had finally appeared.

Jiang Ruan clenched her phone, trying to calm down. Her dark eyes were cold, suppressing her emotions: "Let Bao Ye answer the phone."

But no one answered.

"Hello?" Jiang Ruan frowned, raising her voice, but after shouting several times, there was no response from the other side.

Until the call was directly hung up.

Staring at the closed screen, Jiang Ruan sat like wood on the bed, biting her lip hard, her heart filled with cold despair from dashed hopes.

She was just an unacknowledged lover for Bao Ye.

Not his wife.

What right did she have to concern herself with his affairs outside?

What kind of identity did she have?

Yet the sourness, grievance, and pain overflowing from her heart couldn’t be suppressed.

Like a torrential storm sweeping in.

Making her suddenly break down.

One o’clock in the morning.

A car horn came from outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Clearly, Bao Ye was back.

Chen Nan handed the keys to the servant, then supported Bao Ye out of the backseat.

The gathering today was very important, attended by key government officials, involving the company’s future development. Bao Ye drank quite a bit.

In the villa, the servants quickly brewed hangover tea.

But when they reached the stairs, Bao Ye suddenly stopped.

His suit was left at the club, his white shirt with two buttons undone, revealing his collarbone, inadvertently exuding allure.

At this moment, his dark eyes were sleepy, holding onto the railing, his voice indifferent: "I’ll go up alone, you can leave."

The man’s tone was not to be argued with.

Chen Nan knew his temper, also knew his taboo, he seemed to dislike others entering his bedroom.

Even servants rarely went in.

Except when cleaning.

Except for that one person.

Chen Nan showed concern: "Alright, then be careful, Mr. Bao, remember to drink the hangover soup later."

Bao Ye: "Mhm."

Chen Nan walked down the stairs and left.

Watching his figure depart, Bao Ye withdrew his gaze, glanced at the second floor, then proceeded to walk up step by step.

Even drunk, the man’s figure was still upright and tall.

Entering the bedroom, he pushed the door open; the room was pitch black.

Quiet beyond measure.

It had been over four months, Bao Ye was already used to it.

Here was cold and desolate.

He turned on the light, instantly illuminating the entire room, tidy and clean.

Bao Ye closed the door, feeling hot in the shirt he wore, after drinking, the worst was heat.

He raised his hand to unbutton his shirt, then his trousers.

Thrown onto the sofa, just about to head to the bathroom.

Bao Ye had severe cleanliness, especially after drinking, no matter how much he drank, the first thing he did upon returning was to shower.

Just a few steps in when a movement on the large bed caught his attention.

Bao Ye halted his steps, turned his head to see, only to find a bulge on the usually flat bedspread today.

Clearly, it was a person!

Bao Ye’s expression changed drastically, his dark eyes instantly sinking, casually picking up a nearby robe to put it on.

The man’s cold voice came: "Who!"

"Get out!"

In the bedding, Jiang Ruan curled her head, hearing his voice, yet unwilling to come out.

Nor did she want to respond to him.

Seeing no movement.

Bao Ye stepped directly closer.

Thinking hiding was enough?

He was curious to see who dared lie on his bed.

The footsteps grew closer, Jiang Ruan’s fingertips clenched tightly, until the man mercilessly pulled the bedspread apart...

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