CHAPTER 35: CHAPTER 31: YOU’RE THE ONLY WOMAN I HAVE, JIANG RUAN

Jiang Ruan forcefully said: "I said, I want to break up with you... ah...!"

Before she could finish, a scream rang out as Jiang Ruan was suddenly pushed onto the bed by Bao Ye, who then grabbed her neck and kissed her fiercely.

The scorching kiss was forceful and dominant, completely not allowing her to refuse. Her struggling hands were pinned above her head, his kisses were not gentle at all, the smell of alcohol making her dizzy.

Not giving her any chance to say the last word!

"...Um..."

"Bao Ye... let me go!"

Bao Ye acted as if he hadn’t heard anything and ruthlessly bit her.

She winced in pain, glaring angrily at him.

The hatred in her eyes pierced Bao Ye’s gaze.

He was filled with anger wanting to teach her a lesson.

The air was completely stolen away, Jiang Ruan couldn’t struggle at all, her brain went blank due to lack of oxygen.

Finally, she stopped struggling, didn’t respond, letting him do whatever he wanted.

Her eyes rimmed with red as she stared at the ceiling, feeling as lifeless as a corpse.

Not getting any response, Bao Ye could no longer control his temper. He angrily grabbed her throat, forcing her to look at him: "What kind of madness are you having?"

Jiang Ruan calmly glanced at him: "I’m not mad."

"Why are you breaking up with me? Because of that Bai Yi?"

"Did you fall in love with him?"

Bao Ye’s cold laughter echoed.

Piercing Jiang Ruan’s heart deeply.

At that moment, Jiang Ruan even wanted to say yes, just to provoke him, see if he really had a heart, see what place she had in his heart.

But she couldn’t, with Bao Ye’s temper, if she dared to say yes, Bai Yi would no longer be able to survive in the entertainment industry.

Bao Ye wouldn’t be merciful.

"It’s not him," Jiang Ruan said.

"Then who is it?" Bao Ye pressed on, his black eyes turned red with anger: "To what extent have you and him developed? Slept together?"

This time Bao Ye was truly angry, his throat emitted cold laughter, his sentences sarcastic: "Only three months of not seeing each other, you dare cheat on me, what’s the matter, Jiang Ruan are you so lacking a man? Or did I not satisfy you?"

"Bao Ye!" Jiang Ruan couldn’t stand it anymore, angrily shouting his name, her eyes red as she questioned: "Why do you never think it’s your problem, wanting to break up always means I cheated? In your heart am I really that kind of person?"

Following him for three years, is that how he thinks of her?

Jiang Ruan felt utterly chilled.

The two confronted each other head-on, eyes locked.

In the man’s eyes was coldness.

In the girl’s eyes was stubbornness.

Neither willing to take a step back.

They remained locked in this stalemate.

Minutes later, Bao Ye slowly exhaled, he was always the most rational one.

Rarely does he lose control and go crazy.

He closed his eyes, his temples ached, making his cerebral blood vessels throb in pain, suffering from insomnia for a while and with poor lifestyle.

Tonight he drank too much, completely exhausted.

"Sorry."

"I drank today."

After a moment, the man’s hoarse voice reached Jiang Ruan’s ears, he released his grip from her throat.

There, it was already red.

Bao Ye’s pupils shrank suddenly, extending a hand to gently touch, but Jiang Ruan turned her head to avoid.

Jiang Ruan silently cried, tears falling onto the sheets, instantly soaking them.

More and more, uncontrolled.

Her suppressed sobbing reached Bao Ye’s ears, his thin lips pressed tightly into a straight line.

He reached to cradle her neck, lifting her from the bed, helped wipe her tears: "Don’t cry."

Jiang Ruan ignored him, turned her head and continued crying.

Maybe completely emotionally broken.

She cried and cursed him, letting out all the long-repressed anger in her heart: "You’re always this domineering, never listening to my thoughts, do I have any freedom with you? How am I different from a girl sold into a house in ancient times? Do you think as long as I owe you that 300 million, my whole life should be at your mercy, played with by you, you do whatever you want, and I can’t do anything, otherwise guilty without forgiveness, and deserve death?"

"It’s not fair, Bao Ye."

"I am a person too, a person with flesh and blood, with a soul!"

Jiang Ruan covered her chest, tears streaming as she spoke.

Her lips were bright red, bitten by him.

A bit broken.

Laced with tears it hurt.

But this pain was nothing compared to the pain deep inside.

A torrent of words crashed into Bao Ye, making him a bit disoriented.

All these years, slick as a fox in business, never retreating from any major project or crisis, never feeling timid.

Yet this moment he was silent.

Bao Ye’s black eyes were complex, looking at her, he sighed lightly, softly rebutting: "I’ve never thought that."

"You’re not some girl in a house,"

You are Jiang Ruan.

"I never intended to manipulate you."

I gave you freedom.

Except for kissing scenes and bed scenes, maintain distance from other men.

I let you act.

Isn’t that enough?

Jiang Ruan laughed coldly through tears: "Sounds nice."

"But the thing you did, wasn’t that controlling me?"

Bao Ye said in a solemn voice: "Except for breaking up."

"What if I just want to break up with you?"

Faced with the question, Bao Ye didn’t hesitate: "That’s not possible."

"..."

Once again, the atmosphere between them fell into stagnation.

The bedroom was excessively quiet.

The man’s deep and husky voice echoed.

"Give me a reason."

Bao Ye looked at her, his thin lips slightly moving: "Why break up."

Jiang Ruan sniffed, raised her hand to wipe away the tears, restraining her emotions: "I’m tired, Bao Ye, I want freedom."

Don’t want you anymore.

After all, you don’t lack women.

You don’t lack me.

"Didn’t I give you freedom?"

Bao Ye said coldly, "I support you being a star, but joining a crew means months or half a year away. Except for not allowing you to film bed scenes or kiss scenes, have I ever controlled your freedom or stopped you from doing anything?"

His words left Jiang Ruan unable to refute.

It was indeed the truth.

He is usually very busy with work.

Her career ambition was actually strong too. Over these three years, they could be said to have spent more time apart than together.

He never once said a word against her.

If it were another couple, they probably would have exploded over something like this long ago.

Seeing her staying silent, her inexplicably moist eyelashes trembled continuously, her red lips bit tightly.

Bao Ye’s fingertips moved slightly, but he still reached out, ruffling her hair gently, "Alright."

"I drank today and may not be in a great mood. Let’s talk about anything else tomorrow."

Jiang Ruan listened but didn’t respond.

"Have you had dinner?" Bao Ye asked her.

Feeling the gaze from the man above, Jiang Ruan finally relented: "No."

She was already full of anger; she didn’t need dinner.

With her mind filled with matters, Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but look up, red-eyed, questioning him: "Do you have another woman outside?"

Bao Ye paused, his brows instantly furrowing: "Who was gossiping to you again?"

"The media news..."

Before she could finish, Jiang Ruan interrupted: "Just tell me, do you have anyone or not?"

Jiang Ruan’s eyes instantly turned red again.

She looked like a rabbit cornered in a hurry.

Only then did Bao Ye realize why she wanted to break up and cause a fuss earlier.

He said, "No."

Bao Ye frowned, speaking in a deep and serious tone: "I, Bao Ye, only have you as a woman."

Not now.

Nor in the future.

Hearing these words, Jiang Ruan finally felt a complete sense of relief, with the heavy pain in her heart vanishing instantly.

Although they say men’s words are full of deceit.

Saying no doesn’t necessarily mean there isn’t one.

But Bao Ye never lies.

After three years together, she still trusted his character deeply.

Except for not loving her, his character was impeccable.

Bao Ye reached out and pinched her puffy small face, chuckling with amusement, "Who’s been badmouthing again by your ear? Quarreling with me all night over this?"

Jiang Ruan snorted coldly.

Who quarreled with him all night?

Clearly, he was enjoying himself outside, while she was angry all night alone.

"Alright." Bao Ye withdrew his hand and said, "I’m going to take a shower. I’ll have them stew some bird’s nest for you; you eat it before sleeping."

"Staying hungry isn’t good for your stomach."

This time, Jiang Ruan didn’t refuse: "Okay."

Bao Ye picked up his phone, sent a text to the servant, and then headed to the bathroom.

The door closed, but it wasn’t locked.

The sound of running water soon came.

He was taking a shower.

Jiang Ruan got off the bed, the white skirt trailing over the surface, and went to the dressing mirror.

Looking at herself in the mirror, her cheeks were red, her eyes red, and lips especially red.

Her whole being looked pitiful.

She pursed her lips, touched them, and felt a sharp pain.

Couldn’t help but curse in her heart, was he a dog?

Biting at every whim.

It hurt like hell.

But she was still in a good mood.

There’s no other woman outside... only her...

That counts as being unique, right?

Should have thought of it sooner, a man of his standing can’t avoid socializing.

Many women fancy him.

Like that woman tonight.

Jiang Ruan started regretting, regretting her sensitivity and weakness, feeling she should have fought back fiercely at the time.

Taking a single call then assuming she’s Bao Ye’s woman.

No way, letting her anger last a whole night, that’s unbearable.

Hmph.

In less than half an hour, Bao Ye came out of the bathroom, wearing pajamas, refreshed.

He exuded a fresh and cool scent of classic cologne.

Jiang Ruan sat cross-legged on the sofa, a shawl draped over her shoulders, eating the bird’s nest prepared by the servant.

Her long black hair was draped over her shoulders, smooth and obedient, with her small face adorable and pure, like a young girl. She seemed like a completely different person from earlier, when she was threatening to break up with him.

Seeing him approach, Jiang Ruan asked him cheerfully, "Have you had your dinner? Do you want some?"

"I’ve eaten."

"No man eats bird’s nest."

That seems true.

Jiang Ruan stuck out her tongue and continued eating, ignoring him.

Bao Ye said, "Hold it steady."

Jiang Ruan looked up, blinked: "Huh?"

Still a bit unresponsive.

The next moment, she was picked up by the man, who held her legs and lifted her. She had always been skinny and felt weightless.

After spending a few months filming, she seemed even skinnier.

Bao Ye frowned.

She quickly held the bird’s nest firmly until he sat down and placed her on his lap.

The bedroom lights were bright, the air full of the sweet aroma of bird’s nest.

Bao Ye leaned against the sofa lazily, watching her eat like a little kitten.

She moved cautiously.

He then noticed the break on her lips, caused by his bite earlier.

His dark eyes flashed with a peculiar light, his arm around her waist gradually tightened, and he straightened his shoulders, lowered his head to look at her, his voice softening, "Does it still hurt?"

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Haha, such a long Chapter.

The misunderstanding is resolved. Let’s eat something and get back to writing tomorrow’s update.

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