<h4>Chapter 48: Chapter 44: Mr. Bao Probably Doesn’t Want to Be Disturbed by Us Right Now</h4>


    "Seems like I’ve spoiled you too much."


    Mr. Bao’s voice was cold, his dark eyes filled with uncontroble anger: "To let you act so recklessly, creating trouble with me time and again."


    "..."


    Jiang Ruan understood his words, her chin was gripped, and she looked at him with tear-filled eyes, her red lips tightly bitten.


    "What are you fighting with me for? Do you hate me?" Mr. Bao sneered coldly: "On what grounds? Where have I wronged you? Just because of that woman’s words?"


    "Don’t you have a measure of what kind of person I, Bao Ye, am in your heart? If I were really the kind to casually fool around with women outside, would you still be with me? Aren’t you an adult,cking judgment?"


    The questioning words were sharp and firm.


    They all struck at Jiang Ruan’s heart.


    It was like an adult educating a child.


    After a moment, the soft and slightly hoarse voice of the girl echoed in the car: "I’m sorry."


    Looking at the man’s cold, hard profile, Jiang Ruan took the initiative to reach out, holding the man’s hand adorned with Buddha Beads. She looked pitiful and innocent with tear-filled eyes: "Please don’t be angry, okay? I’m apologizing to you."


    "I shouldn’t have lost my temper, I’m sorry."


    "I also shouldn’t have bitten you."


    Mr. Bao listened, his eyes flickering slightly.


    He released her chin, which had already been marked from his grip, and the marks were very obvious under the light.


    "I just felt a bit ufortable." Jiang Ruan, a bit dizzy, leaned against the back seat. Tears traced down from her eyes, and she suddenly smiled: "I don’t know why, I just feel ufortable, it’s giving me anxiety here."


    She pointed to the position of her heart.


    "What makes you ufortable?" The hoarse male voice sounded, Mr. Bao’s gaze was dark and unreadable.


    Jiang Ruan did not speak, her tears continued to fall.


    Seeing her so pitiful.


    Mr. Bao sighed softly, his long fingers gently wiping away the tears at the corner of her eyes, he said: "Just because of that woman’s words?"


    Mr. Bao sneered coldly: "After all, you’ve been in the entertainment circle for a few years, can’t you tell good from bad?"


    Believing whatever others say.


    Someday they might sell her, and she’d still be happily counting money for them.


    Fool.


    "She’s not a bad person!" Jiang Ruan strongly refuted him: "She’s the best person in the world, she’s my best and best girlfriend in this world."


    She wouldn’t allow him to speak ill of her.


    The best girlfriend? Ha.


    Haven’t you heard about guarding against fire, theft, and girlfriends?


    She holds them close to her heart, but they might not do the same.


    Mr. Bao’s lips twitched, his fingers pressed against his tired temples, he was already toozy to deal with her.


    Half an hourter, at the castle vi.


    Chen Nan dropped them off and went home, from 9 to 1 he was already numb from it all.


    Mr. Bao wanted to carry Jiang Ruan; the drunkard walked shakily, despite being disgusted by her being held by that woman, he didn’t want to hear her cry from a fall either.


    But Jiang Ruan refused.


    "I can walk by myself, hehe, I’m not that drunk." She said: "I don’t need you to carry me."


    She shook off Mr. Bao’s hand and happily walked forward by herself.


    Jumping and skipping like a child.


    Mr. Bao: "..."


    The night breeze was slightly cool, the surroundings lit by bright yellow candlelight, the entire castle vi was bright.


    Mr. Bao inserted one hand in his pocket, following behind her, until Jiang Ruan identally stepped onto thewn, lost her bnce, and was about to fall to the ground.


    "Ah——"


    A scream came, Jiang Ruan was so frightened that she closed her eyes, thinking she would definitely have a terrible fall.


    But instead of the cold ground, she was met with the warm embrace of a man.


    His long arm wrapped around her waist, Mr. Bao lowered his eyes, looking at her frightened appearance in his arms, sneering: "Not so capable, are you?"


    "Don’t cry if you fall."


    "No one willfort you."


    He said coldly.


    Jiang Ruan opened her eyes, the mature face of the man imprinted immediately in sight, seeing that she was caught by him, she stuck out her tongue, proud: "No, if you don’tfort me, then I’ll cry."


    Mr. Bao chuckled in anger: "How capable."


    At this moment, it was just the two of them.


    Standing in front of the castle.


    Jiang Ruan suddenly had an impulse to kiss him.


    "Mr. Bao." She called out his name softly, her voice extraordinarily gentle, very sweet.


    Mr. Bao looked at her: "Hmm."


    "Lower your head." Jiang Ruan waved at him,ining: "You’re too tall, I can’t reach."


    "?"


    Mr. Bao frowned slightly, asked her: "What do you want to do?"


    "Just lower your head, hurry up, hurry up."


    She urged.


    Eventually, Mr. Bao lowered his head.


    At 165 cm, Jiang Ruan wasn’t considered short in the entertainment circle, but in front of him at 187 cm, she was a bitcking.


    "Still not enough." Jiang Ruan didn’t want to waste her effort, simply taking matters into her own hands, wrapped her arms around his neck pulling him down, with quite some strength.


    Until they were face to face, Mr. Bao was feeling strangled about to speak.


    The girl’s soft red lips directly blocked him.


    The sweetness between the lips apanied by the taste of alcohol, diffusing in his fresh mouth, kissing the slightly cold corners of his lips, she closed her eyes, extremely proactive.


    Mr. Bao’s pupils contracted slightly, his Adam’s apple bobbing.


    Somewhat surprised by her initiative.


    But quickly got into the act.


    The passionate kiss gradually heightened, he held her waist, the depths of his dark eyes filled with intense desire.


    Finding it ufortable to keep his neck low, he simply lifted her kangaroo-style, holding her leg directly into his arms.


    There was a seat nearby, Mr. Bao walked over, sat down holding her, trailing from her red lips to her earlobe.


    "Mmm..." Jiang Ruan tilted her chin up, clutching at the shirt on his chest, the smooth shirt wrinkled under her fingers.


    Their breathingpletely disordered.


    "Mr. Bao." She called his name, like an enticing fairy.


    "Hmm." Mr. Bao’s eyes tinged with red, the veins on the back of his hand resting on her back were bulging, tightly holding her.


    Both of them were moved by emotions.


    Adult feelings are very straightforward.


    Especially Jiang Ruan, who was more daring after drinking.


    She reached out to touch his Adam’s apple, feeling him tremble, and whispered hoarsely in his ear, "I want."


    Bao Ye’s eyes wentpletely dark.


    After all, it was outdoors, and Bao Ye wasn’t that open-minded.


    "Let’s go back to the bedroom."


    He picked her up and strode towards the castle vi.


    What should have been a ten-minute walk took less than two minutes.


    The vi was brightly lit.


    The owner wasn’t back yet, and the servants were all waiting.


    Two entire rows of servants were exchanging nces.


    Suddenly, they heard the sound of a door being kicked open, and Bao Ye rushed in carrying Jiang Ruan, his face flushed, heading straight for the stairs.


    They quickly disappeared from view.


    The servants were stunned.


    One servant, worried, turned to ask the butler, "Is something wrong? Should you go up and take a look?"


    The butler withdrew his gaze, with the wisdom of experience, smiled, and said, "No need, Mr. Bo will call us if needed."


    "Mr. Bo probably doesn’t want to be disturbed right now."


    "Everyone, go back to rest."


    The living room quickly quieted down.


    However, the bedroom upstairs was particrly lively.


    The man’s shirt and trousers, along with the woman’s clothes, were thrown messily on the floor.


    ...


    ...


    Outside, dawn broke, and the sun had risen.


    The entire castle was shrouded in mystique, basking in the gentle sunlight.


    Water sounds came from the bathroom in the second-floor bedroom.


    Splish ssh.


    Bao Ye was taking a shower.


    Half an hourter, the bathroom door opened, and Bao Ye walked out wrapped in a bathrobe.


    Even though he hadn’t slept all night, he was remarkably energetic, except for the red blood threads crisscrossing his pupils.


    He approached the bed where the girl slept soundly, her fair slender legs pressing on the thin quilt, her sleeping face innocent and serene, though the corners of her eyes still showed redness.


    Recalling the night, Bao Ye’s lips curled into a smile, and he was in quite a good mood.


    She must have regretted it deeply afterward.


    Probably won’t dare be so forward again in the future.


    Laughter was evident in the man’s eyes.


    Suddenly thinking of something, Bao Ye checked her body.


    His brows furrowed as his gaze narrowed, he opened a drawer and took out an ointment.


    The ointment was cool, and in her sleep, Jiang Ruan let out a soft hiss, her brows knitting tightly, as if about to wake up,


    Bao Ye’s fingertips trembled lightly.


    With lips pressed tightly, he gently patted her back with his other hand, soothing, "Good girl, go back to sleep."


    Soon, Jiang Ruan returned to her peaceful slumber.


    Fell into deep sleep again.


    After applying the ointment, Bao Ye didn’t leave immediately but sat by the bed watching her.


    Only when it was unavoidable did he stand up.


    There was a project in South Africa requiring his personal attention, which would probably take a week.


    They wouldn’t see each other for a week.


    But they were already used to it, right? Over the years he’s been busy with work, so has she.


    Jiang Ruan didn’t want to be his caged canary, kept by him.


    She wanted to fly, and he couldn’t keep her from doing so.


    He had experienced the frustration of being restricted, so he didn’t want to constrain her.


    Whatever she wanted to do, he indulged her.


    As long as she didn’t cross his boundaries.


    The entertainment industry was a big melting pot, so he cleared the way for her.


    She wanted to be a big star, rise to a higher position on her own.


    He provided her with resources, helping her avoid detours.


    Though sometimes she was foolish, with unnecessary kindness.


    But she was indeed hardworking and determined.


    Bao Ye knew this well.


    Before leaving, Bao Ye bent down, his light thin lips gently kissing her soft red lips.


    Once kissed, for some reason, he didn’t want to let go.


    She seemed to have some sort of enchantment.


    After lingering for a few seconds, Bao Ye still stood up, turned around, and left without looking back.


    On the private ne.


    Chen Nan looked at Bao Ye in surprise, "Mr. Bao, why are there so many red veins in your eyes?"


    Concerned, Chen Nan asked, "Didn’t sleep wellst night? Or did you have insomnia and not sleep at all?"


    Technically, it shouldn’t be.


    With Miss Jiang, Mr. Bao’s chances of insomnia are very slim.


    How could he have insomnia again?


    Has Miss Jiang lost her effectiveness, is there nothing that canbat Mr. Bao’s insomnia anymore?


    Being questioned, Bao Ye nced at him coolly, lowered his head to look at the documents, and uttered two words with his thin lips, "You guess."


    Chen Nan: "???


    He was surprised, "How am I supposed to guess that."


    "Could it be that even with Miss Jiang, your insomnia can’t be cured?"


    "Mr. Bao, should you not follow Dr. Tro’s advice and seek treatment..."


    The sentence was interrupted by Bao Ye’s maic voice...