Bao Ziqi, however, wasn’t very interested and only whispered, "It’s too late."
After that, he tilted his chin toward the car door.
Xia Minglan was extrely embarrassed and furious.
It was her first ti mustering the courage to invite a man, only to be rejected.
She knew in her heart that he couldn’t forget Su Ruanruan!
The entire Bao Family valued Su Ruanruan greatly!
But it didn’t matter; if there was no news a few days after the old Mada’s discharge from the hospital, Su Ruanruan would definitely fall from grace!
By that ti, Ziqi wouldn’t be so anxious and worried.
...
Bao Mansion.
The night was dusky and dim.
Su Ruanruan visited the old lady and returned to her bedroom.
It had been redecorated, and was even more comfortable than before.
After taking a shower and drying her hair, she walked out of the bedroom wearing only a slip.
Bao Jingyan was sitting on the sofa by the window.
Handso and distinguished.
Su Ruanruan acted as if he wasn’t there and sat down at the vanity to apply skincare products.
She was young but paid great attention to maintenance.
She was unhurried.
Bao Jingyan, however, couldn’t sit still any longer, walked behind her, and wrapped his arms around her.
He was incredibly restless.
And extrely provocative.
Su Ruanruan let him be, only catching his hands at the last mont.
Her voice was cool and restrained, with a hint of breathlessness: "What does this an? Weren’t we supposed to be in a cold war?"
"Do you really have the heart to be in a cold war with ?" he murmured, kissing her delicate earlobe: "You’re such a heartless little thing."
How would he...
Su Ruanruan caught his hands, preventing him from moving.
"What’s wrong now?" Bao Jingyan lifted her, looking carefully into her eyes.
Her eyes were faintly flushed at the corners.
Su Ruanruan turned her face away and said, "Bao Jingyan, am I just so pet you’ve raised, to be teased when you’re in the mood, and ignored when you’re not? You don’t respect even in front of others!"
She felt wronged but held back from crying.
In this world, only Bao Jingyan could hurt her.
Without lifting a finger or saying harsh words, he could make her heartache.
Bao Jingyan felt helpless, his voice softened: "How did I disrespect you again? Hmm?"
Su Ruanruan struggled free.
She sat down and began to comb her hair.
Her black hair fell softly over her shoulders, and her figure was marvelously slender.
Bao Jingyan felt a surge of emotion, his Adam’s apple bobbing.
But he restrained himself.
At that mont, Su Ruanruan’s comb paused, her voice trembling slightly: "How do you expect to face people after how you treated in front of Bao Ziqi?"
"Do you care about him?" As soon as Bao Ziqi was ntioned, Bao Jingyan felt displeased again.
Su Ruanruan, angered, threw the comb away and said, "What do you think I care about?"
Bao Jingyan remained silent, just watching her.
Su Ruanruan spoke with restraint: "My return to the Bao Family, my ti with the old lady, even all this planning, do you think I did it all for myself?"
"Then for whom did you do it?" Bao Jingyan approached without showing his feelings.
He held her shoulders.
Those thin and small shoulders were trembling slightly.
He thought, his little thing was indeed angry.
Su Ruanruan did not look at him, she continued: "Apart from my own family’s affairs, I also wanted to help you, but you disrespect too much."
Bao Jingyan felt a strong pang in his heart.
He, usually so eloquent, suddenly didn’t know what to do.
It seed no words were serious enough.
Not good enough for her.
Su Ruanruan’s nose was stuffy, as if she had been crying.
She said: "Bao Jingyan, let’s continue our cold war!"
"Ruanruan." He sighed, gently turning her body.
Indeed, she had cried.
Su Ruanruan didn’t want to show weakness and turned her head away.
That fragile state was exceedingly moving.
Bao Jingyan kissed her, and when she tried to dodge, he held her with so force.
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