CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 376: SLEEP, BABY

After it ended, Bao Ye considerately carried the slightly sweating, flushed-cheeked Jiang Ruan into the bathroom.

He moved carefully, afraid of waking her.

Jiang Ruan was truly exhausted. From start to finish, she didn’t stir as Bao Ye gently bathed her and washed her hair.

He tidied her up nice and fresh before carrying her back to bed.

It was already three in the morning.

Bao Ye didn’t linger, putting on his shirt, his distinctly bony fingers fastening the buttons, his face wearing an air of laziness.

Once dressed, he went to the bedside, looked at her sleeping peacefully, and leaned down to give her a gentle kiss on her red lips.

His palm caressed her cheek, tenderly affectionate.

"Sleep, darling."

His voice was hoarse, mixed with a strong note of desire.

Then he turned and left.

There was a servant on duty in the living room. Seeing him, she respectfully nodded: "Mr. Bao."

Bao Ye paused his steps, his tone indifferent: "Don’t tell her I came back."

Servant: "Yes, sir."

Then he turned and left.

The servant watched his back, filled with curiosity.

Since Mr. Bao had already returned, why wouldn’t he want Miss Jiang to know?

But they were just servants, meant only to follow the master’s orders.

Seating himself in the car, Bao Ye didn’t leave immediately. Instead, he pulled out a cigar from his pocket.

With a flick of the lighter, he puffed out clouds of smoke.

His slender fingers held the cigar, the thick smoke entering his nostrils, making him even more awake.

Bao Ye’s lips, however, maintained a faint smile throughout.

This little fool, with her limited drinking capacity, still dared to drink with others.

Remembering how she called out Bao Ye earlier.

Her voice was so delicate and soft, damn seductive. If it weren’t for his waist not being fully recovered, Bao Ye wouldn’t have let her off so easily.

Thinking this, Bao Ye’s thoughts drifted elsewhere.

It seemed he needed to make time to arrange for someone by her side. Sister Qin was her agent, but not even she could keep an eye on her private life all the time.

The entertainment industry is chaotic, with countless schemes lurking.

Jiang Ruan was smart, yet still naive.

People’s minds cannot be predicted; she’s a bit silly, he must help guard her against others.

With these thoughts, Bao Ye’s gaze grew deep and unreadable.

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The next day, when Jiang Ruan woke up, the sun was already high in the sky.

She was woken up by a call from Sister Qin.

Climbing out of bed, she felt her bones completely relaxed. Rubbing her neck, Jiang Ruan’s head still felt heavy.

Answering the call, Sister Qin’s voice came through: "Sweetheart, you finally picked up. Look at how many times I’ve called you. If you didn’t answer, I would have come over to find you."

Jiang Ruan cleared her throat, sighing: "Don’t mention it, I drank too much last night, my head still hurts."

"What’s up? Don’t I have the day off today?"

Sister Qin: "You did. But now, suddenly, you have something."

Sister Qin’s voice was gentle, yet brimming with excitement: "Sweetheart, guess who came looking for you, specifically naming you for a photoshoot."

Recently, Jiang Ruan felt indifferent to the words ’photoshoot.’

Even a bit annoyed.

Hearing this, her voice was flat: "Who?"

Sister Qin said: "Bazaar Era."

"It’s the hottest studio domestically and internationally, the chief editor of Bazaar Era, Stli, suddenly came today, saying your ad shoot was particularly good, wanting to collaborate, and make you the cover of next month’s global Bazaar Era."

"Sweetheart, do you know how great this is? You’ve practically hit the jackpot!"

Jiang Ruan was still in disbelief: "Who did you say?"

Her eyes widened as big as Tongling, her voice filled with disbelief: "Bazaar Era wants me to shoot an ad?"