CHAPTER 26: CHAPTER 22: THEN WHAT ARE YOU, A PERVERT?

The girl’s soft voice came through, seemingly playing some music, a bit noisy. Bao Ye sat on the bedroom sofa, his long legs sprawled out, lazily relaxed, looking slightly tired, holding a half-smoked cigar between his fingers.

He took a drag, smoke swirling around.

The man responded: "Hmm."

He was about to ask what she was doing.

Just then, Jiang Ruan put her phone on the counter, her hands were wet, and she was afraid of getting the phone wet.

This brought her closer to the Bluetooth speaker.

The song then became clear in Bao Ye’s ears.

"...If you marry, marry Grey Wolf, such a man is a role model, women are like flowers, unable to withstand storms..."

What kind of crappy song is this?

Bao Ye’s face slightly darkened, dense fog and clouds coexisted, and a cold expression appeared on his face. Marry Grey Wolf?

Who is Grey Wolf?

"Turn off the song."

The man’s commanding voice came, cold and cold, with a low voice, not allowing her to refute.

Jiang Ruan didn’t hear clearly: "Huh?"

"What did you say?"

Did he just say to turn off the song?

How was her listening to music any of his business??

Hearing her confused question, Bao Ye said: "Too noisy."

This time Jiang Ruan heard clearly.

Alright, after all, he’s the sugar daddy.

Jiang Ruan pouted, he sure had a lot of demands, but she still raised her hand to pause the song.

"Better now?"

The silence returned to his ears, and only then did Bao Ye’s furrowed brows ease slightly, he responded: "Hmm."

Leaning against the sofa, his long arms rested casually.

He smoked, his tone indifferent: "You texted me this afternoon?"

The voice couldn’t be plainer.

As if stating nothing more than an ordinary fact.

Jiang Ruan’s slender, soft hands played with the bathwater, steam reddening her cheeks, her pouting lips playful and cute.

She said: "Yeah, I was bored and just sent it. You just saw it, huh."

"Well, Mr. Bao is always busy, surely too occupied to check his phone."

Her tone was dripping with sarcasm.

Bao Ye took a heavy drag from his cigar, then leaned over to extinguish it in the ashtray. Watching the ember gradually fade, he finally let go.

Exhaling smoke, he held his phone in his left hand, massaging his weary temples with his fingertips, the tension of the day wouldn’t easily dissipate even when he relaxed.

He rarely explained: "Busy today."

"I know." Jiang Ruan listened, giggling: "It’s not just today you’re busy, you’re busy every day."

"Big bosses don’t look at their phones 24 hours a day."

Bao Ye: "..."

"Alright, I won’t tease you anymore, you’re the big boss. It’s right to focus on business. If you did nothing, wouldn’t your employees starve."

As Jiang Ruan spoke, Bao Ye suddenly asked: "What are you doing?"

His keen ear seemed to hear the sound of water over there; at this hour, was she bathing?

Sure enough, the girl’s words confirmed his guess.

"Taking a bath." Jiang Ruan said.

"I have to shoot a movie tomorrow, so after the bath, I need to sleep early."

Whether intentionally or not.

The sound of water on the other end of the phone became more noticeable, one splash after another.

Almost as if teasing his heart.

Bao Ye’s Adam’s apple rolled violently, his dark eyes instantly dimmed, and the veins stood out on the back of the hand holding the phone.

Unbidden, memories of these last two nights...

Recalling her delicate figure, seemingly slim but actually with a great body.

The kind that looks slim in clothes, but quite the opposite when off!

Her skin is pale, a bright kind of pale.

How did she maintain it?

Like a doll.

So fragile, a light pinch or squeeze.

Would turn her red.

Especially freshly bathed, she resembled a peach, exuding allure all over.

Yet it was precisely this kind of her that he was damned addicted to, just separated for less than a day, and now, damn it, he’s already thinking about her.

Bao Ye licked his dry thin lips, his dark eyes flickering with unmistakable desire, his voice hoarse: "Seducing me, huh?"

His voice was lazy, magnetic, deep.

Like a low-frequency speaker, scratching the listener’s ears.

Especially that last word.

Deliberately prolonged, both teasing and tempting.

Transmission to Jiang Ruan’s ears, almost made her choke on her own saliva, she retorted without a thought: "No, I didn’t."

"It was just you calling me at this time, I’m definitely not seducing you, you’re overthinking it."

Bao Ye chuckled lightly.

Shoulders leaning back, his thin lips curled into a smile.

Laughing teasingly.

"Making such a big commotion, isn’t it to let me know you’re bathing? If not seducing, what is it?"

"What, haven’t you been satisfied in the past couple of days?"

"!!!"

What are these wolfish words?

Jiang Ruan couldn’t listen anymore.

Her face reddened with embarrassment and annoyance: "Bao Ye!"

Being called by his full name, the man showed no anger, responding in a low voice: "Hmm."

If at the beginning it was unfamiliar, now he was already accustomed.

Including this woman on the other end of the phone.

In the entire Beijing, who would dare to call him Bao Ye by his full name?

Even Bao Ye himself didn’t realize, when facing Jiang Ruan, his bottom line was gradually extending for her.

Jiang Ruan complained: "Saying this is not gentlemanly at all!"

Wasn’t he self-proclaiming as a gentleman?

Always disdainful of her for not being ladylike.

Is this something a gentleman would say?

But Bao Ye righteously, leisurely replied: "I’m not a gentleman with you."

From the first time with her.

The word "gentleman" drifted away from him.

"Then what are you, a rogue?" Jiang Ruan pouted, bluntly interrupting his thoughts.

Bao Ye’s face instantly darkened, he gritted his teeth: "Jiang Ruan!"

"Who are you calling a rogue?"

Bao Ye was so angry at her his breath hurt.

Unbelievable.

In all his years, no one dared talk to him this way.

"The antonym for gentleman is indeed rogue." Jiang Ruan said: "You said you’re not a gentleman with me, then if not a rogue, what are you?"

He was indeed quite roguish.

Messing with her through various means.

Jiang Ruan’s legs were still hurting now.

"Saying I’m a rogue, huh?"

Bao Ye’s eyes burned with anger, as if competing with her, holding the phone, his tone aggressive and domineering: "Do you want me to come over now and show you what a real rogue is like?"

Jiang Ruan was initially quite tough.

Since he wasn’t present, based on her understanding of him, Bao Ye wasn’t the petty type, nor would he blacklist her just due to some annoyance.

That’s why she dared to be a little audacious.

But hearing he was about to come over, Jiang Ruan instantly cowered, all her bravery gone: "No, no, no."

"I was wrong Bao Ye, Mr. Bao, you’re magnanimous, don’t hold it against me!"

"It’s already this late, it still takes a few hours from Beijing to here, don’t go back and forth, don’t come over."

Oh dear, if he really comes.

Can she survive tonight?

She still has to film tomorrow.

Jiang Ruan wanted to cry, really, if you don’t ask for death, you won’t die whimpering.

She was a coward.

"I was wrong, I truly know I was wrong, boo hoo hoo..."

Listening to the cries over the phone, it’s hard to tell if they’re real, after all, this woman is an actress, acting is her forte, but Bao Ye’s eyebrows were tightly knit.

Is he that scary?

As if him going over would end her.

Originally, Bao Ye just wanted to scare her a little.

The next day was even busier than today, even if he wanted to go, he lacked the energy.

Seeing her crying incessantly.

Bao Ye was agitated, his tone cold as he interrupted her: "Enough!"

"Put away your tricks."

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