CHAPTER 285: CHAPTER 265: TO BE FIXED TOMORROW

Until the two finished their meal, there was no sign of Jiang Ruan,

so Chen Nan had to give up.

But he had Jiang Ruan’s phone number.

He could call her in the afternoon to ask, or wait until after work to send the clothes back to Lu Jie.

With this in mind, Chen Nan left the villa with Bao Ye.

Jiang Ruan slept until noon.

When she sat up from the bed, she felt like a skeleton in a hospital.

She was about to fall apart.

Jiang Ruan gritted her teeth; it was all because of that damn man Bao Ye.

Just as she was about to get out of bed, a servant knocked on the door: "Miss Jiang, are you awake?"

Jiang Ruan glanced over and replied, "Awake? What’s the matter?"

The servant said, "Mrs. Bao is here."

"And she’s waiting for you downstairs."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ruan frowned slightly, a vague sense of foreboding in her heart.

What was Xu Yun here for?

Clearly, it was nothing good.

Jiang Ruan said, "I know."

Then she got up to freshen up.

There were some marks on her neck; Jiang Ruan initially wanted to wear a high-necked dress, but remembering Xu Yun’s incident last time, she bit her lip and wordlessly chose a low-necked dress instead.

The traces of being pampered were fully displayed.

She didn’t care about her son’s wellbeing.

Don’t think of finding a sense of presence with her.

Downstairs, the servants stood in a row.

Xu Yun sat on the sofa, wearing a handmade embroidered gown, exuding an aristocratic aura.

The sound of high heels came from upstairs.

Xu Yun looked up and saw Jiang Ruan coming down.

She snorted coldly, her voice indifferent in the living room: "What time is it, letting an elder wait for you here, and you even have the nerve."

"People from small households are really uneducated."

Jiang Ruan chuckled angrily. She stepped on her high heels, her skirt swaying gracefully as she approached Xu Yun, her tone chilly.

"I have the freedom to sleep whenever I want; Miss Xu, you wouldn’t be so bored as to even want to manage this, would you?"

"Whether I am educated is not up to you to say. I, Jiang Ruan, have a clear conscience."

"As for elders, I must ask Miss Xu, I have no relations with you, what kind of elder are you supposed to be to me?"

Neither of them backed down.

It was clear Xu Yun was here to pick a fight.

But Jiang Ruan was not one to be trifled with.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly grew a few degrees colder.

The servants lowered their heads, no one dared to make a sound.

Afraid of getting into trouble and losing this job.

One was Mr. Bao’s mother, the other was the woman Mr. Bao had spoiled for years.

Xu Yun was furious; just as she was about to speak, she saw the marks on Jiang Ruan’s neck. Her face darkened with anger: "Have you no shame, coming out dressed like that?"

"Afraid others won’t know you slept with Bao Ye?"

Jiang Ruan lazily yawned and sat on the sofa, playing with her hair with her fingertips: "This is my home, my turf, I wear what I want."

"Do you have a say?"

"Besides, Bao Ye is my man; it’s perfectly justified for me to sleep with him."

She sneered: "Who would be so idle to gossip about me on my turf?"

Xu Yun had never seen such a shameless woman.

Exactly like that despicable woman.

Xu Yun took a deep breath and sneered: "Your man? Bao Ye hasn’t even engaged or registered with you, hasn’t even announced it, right? What kind of man is he to you?"

"You’re just a whim of his; don’t overrate yourself. Dreaming of becoming the mistress of the Bo family, you’re delusional."

Jiang Ruan’s fingers paused for a moment, then she smiled: "Really?"

"But Bao Ye said I am the woman he loves most in this world. He said he wouldn’t marry anyone but me."

Jiang Ruan clicked her tongue twice: "Mistress of the Bo family, I don’t care at all, but Bao Ye said no one is qualified besides me."

"Miss Xu, your son is so infatuated with me, I’m quite helpless about that too."

Xu Yun was seething with hatred inside and cursed: "Slut."

"I will never let you enter the doors of the Bo family, don’t even think about it. As long as I’m alive, only I can decide who the mistress of the Bo family is."

"Only Su Wan is qualified."

Jiang Ruan’s tone was faint: "Oh dear, don’t say things like that, talking about life and death, how ominous."

"After all, you never know if tomorrow or an accident will come first. If an accident really happens, you won’t have anywhere to cry, you’ll have to cry to King Yama."