CHAPTER 355: CHAPTER 335: WHETHER YOU’RE OLD OR NOT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME

Being questioned, Jiang Ruan nodded, "Yeah."

Boss Zou’s smile deepened, looking at the pure and petite girl in front of him, he clicked his tongue twice in his heart, so this is what Bao Ye likes.

Lolita type.

"Then it all makes sense."

Boss Zou said, "I’ve known Bao Ye for a long time, definitely longer than you have."

That sounded a bit boastful.

Jiang Ruan was speechless, "I can tell."

Boss Zou was surprised, "How can you tell?"

Jiang Ruan stammered, "Age."

She pointed to his face.

"You look older than me."

"So you’ve certainly known him longer than I have."

Jiang Ruan was confident.

All these years, it was the first time Boss Zou had been called "old."

Truly worthy of being Bao Ye’s woman.

As sharp-tongued and sarcastic as he is...

Bao Ye is the kind to make him speechless with just a word.

His lips twitched hard instantly.

Boss Zou’s face couldn’t hold his expression anymore.

He touched his face and grumbled, "Where am I old? Nonsense! I’m clearly in my prime! Handsome and suave..."

"Whether you’re old or not is none of my business."

Jiang Ruan was very indifferent, her eyes still on Bao Ye’s side, fearing something might happen to him.

Jiang Ruan said, "But I have to tell you, Bao Ye is straight, not gay."

"He definitely doesn’t have any mistresses outside."

"And certainly not a male one."

Meaning you should go back to wherever you came from.

She wouldn’t believe his words anyway.

Seeing that Bao Ye was fine, Jiang Ruan turned back, looking at Boss Zou’s face, which was quite fierce, but his words were interesting.

He should be quite familiar with Bao Ye.

"Besides, from what I know about Bao Ye, you are definitely not his type."

Jiang Ruan smiled at him, "So you should give up on this idea."

Her smile was quite sweet.

But not his type either.

Boss Zou sneered, "Not liking is fine, plenty of people like me, I don’t need him."

"He only likes the lolita type like you, looking like a little schoolgirl."

Boss Zou: "An old cow eating young grass."

The tone was sarcastic.

Jiang Ruan’s lips twitched, immediately not wanting to talk to him, turned her head to watch Bao Ye fighting.

Unexpectedly, Bao Ye was really good at fighting, after joining, he directly knocked down several black guys.

A crowd gathered around to watch.

Jiang Ruan saw the South African women staring straight at Bao Ye.

Their eyes were shining.

They almost started drooling.

"..."

But looking at their faces, Jiang Ruan felt no sense of crisis.

After all, only their eyeballs were white.

Finally, Bao Ye knocked down the last black guy.

The black guys lay all over the ground.

Jiang Ruan excitedly ran over, looking at the man with his forehead covered in sweat, took out a tissue, "Are you okay, Bao Ye."

"How are you?"

Bao Ye said, "I’m fine."

Helping him wipe the sweat off his forehead, the bodyguard came over to report the recent incident to Bao Ye.

Jiang Ruan listened, apologetically said, "Sorry, it’s all my fault, I wanted to save this little girl, that’s why the fight started."

She was empathetic, "She’s only fourteen, sold here from our country, she’s one of our people, if those two black guys took her, she definitely wouldn’t survive."

Bao Ye caught his breath, looking at Jiang Ruan, he held her nervous little hand, comforting, "It’s okay."

He knew she was kind-hearted.

Couldn’t bear to see those atrocious things.

But this is South Africa.

Such things might be happening every day.

They’re not saviors either.

Bao Ye looked at the bodyguard, "Find out who they are, tell them we want this little girl."

Bodyguard: "Yes."