h4Chapter 124: Chapter 112: Which One Do You Like More?/h4

    After leaving the Bo family vi, Bao Ye drove straight to the boxing ring and called Si Chen over.

    Si Chen, still groggy from sleep, was woken by Bao Ye’s phone call, and seeing that it wasn’t even ten o’clock, he started questioning his life choices.

    "No way, Brother Bo, it’s just past nine, and you want me to go to the boxing ring?"

    Si Chen shook his head vigorously: "No way, you couldn’t drag me there even if you killed me."

    But then Bao Ye said something.

    Si Chen’s eyes instantly lit up, and he said, "Are you serious? As long as I go, you’ll let me handle the Beijing project?"

    "Brother Bo, are you kidding me?"

    The Beijing project had been on the Si Family’s wishlist for a long time.

    Especially the old man, who mentioned it every day.

    If he could secure it, the old man would definitely look at him differently.

    Si Chen feared nothing growing up, but he was afraid of two people: Bao Ye and the old man.

    Bao Ye said in a low voice, "I’m not joking."

    "You have ten minutes to get here."

    Si Chen: "Okay!"

    He hung up the phone, got up, and styled the brown bangs on his forehead in front of the mirror, trying to look cool: "It’s just boxing, if it means I can get the Beijing project, getting beaten up by Brother Bo in my dreams is worth it."

    Si Chen was still imagining things optimistically.

    His mind was filled with thoughts about the Beijing project.

    Completely forgetting how brutal Bao Ye could be in the boxing ring.

    And soon, Si Chen experienced it firsthand.

    In the boxing ring, he lost count of how many times he was kicked to the ground by Bao Ye.

    Lying on the floor, Si Chen panted, face filled with despair: "I’m done, I’m really done this time, Brother Bo, you’re not even human, can’t you go easy on me?"

    Si Chen couldn’t help butin.

    Bao Ye, d in all-ck boxing gear, was drenched in sweat, but his expression remained extremely cold.

    At this point, he removed his gloves and took the water handed to him by the coach, saying calmly, "Why should I go easy on you?"

    Just as he was about to drink the water, Si Chen retorted confidently: "Because you’re older than me!"

    Bao Ye’s pupils shrank and his thoughts went astray for a moment, almost choking himself.

    He forcefully swallowed the water, some spilling over, and he wiped it away, ncing coldly at Si Chen: "That doesn’t work."

    "Age doesn’t matter in the boxing ring."

    With that said, he tilted his head back and drank a few more gulps of water.

    The man’s sexy Adam’s apple moved as he drank, exuding raw masculinity.

    Their looks were too extraordinary.

    Attracting the gaze of many women around.

    Bao Ye had noticed earlier, and though he hadn’t nned to intervene, he frowned and said a few words to the coach.

    Soon, the boxing ring was cleared out.

    And it became quiet.

    Bao Ye’s tightly furrowed brow finally rxed a bit, ncing at Si Chen on the ground. He put on his gloves: "Get up, let’s go another round."

    "No more."

    Si Chen wailed: "I’m really done this time."

    "Don’t you want the Beijing project?" Bao Ye threatened.

    "I do, I dream about it."

    "My grandpa always says I’m not doing anything proper. If you can give me the Beijing project, he’ll definitely look at me differently."

    Si Chen was excited beyond measure.

    "Then continue," Bao Ye said.

    Si Chen’s face immediately fell again.

    Biting his teeth, he got up from the ground: "It’s just boxing, bring it on!"

    "For the Beijing project, I’ll go all out!"

    Bao Ye saw his determined face, and was a bit surprised, tugging at his thin lips.

    "At least you have some ambition."

    Though he praised, he showed no mercy in the face-off.

    Bao Ye’s moves were ferocious and fast, and he enjoyed ying mind games.

    Whenever Si Chen guessed how he would strike, Bao Ye would break those expectations with his actions.

    Bao Ye punched, Si Chen dodged.

    Si Chen punched, Bao Ye took them all.

    All with ease.

    No matter how strong Si Chen’s mindset was, when facing Bao Ye, it crumbled quickly under his attacks.

    Si Chen wailed: "I’m done, I’m really done."

    "Brother Bo, are you even human? I’m not fighting you anymore!"

    Throwing off his boxing gloves and dropping out, Si Chen grabbed a bottle of water and went to sit down and drink.

    Gasping for air, his head was drenched in sweat.

    Clearly, exhausted.

    Since they started boxing, two hours had unknowingly passed.

    This time, Bao Ye didn’t threaten him again.

    Instead, he sat down next to Si Chen.

    After drinking water, Si Chen looked at Bao Ye’s face and tentatively asked, "Brother Bo, are you in a bad mood today?"

    Bao Ye: "No."

    Si Chen: "Then why did you call me for boxing so early? Something’s not right, it’s really not right."

    "Did something happen?"

    "Tell me, I promise I won’t breathe a word, otherwise, I’m a turtle bastard."

    Si Chen swore, looking genuinely sincere.

    Bao Ye nced at him, at a loss for words.

    He just drank his water quietly.

    Most children born into prestigious families were strictly educated, even drinking water was done quietly and elegantly.

    Such as Bao Ye at this moment.

    Si Chen: "If you don’t want to talk, then let me guess, are you and Jiang Ruan having a tiff?"

    He said confidently.

    Bao Ye raised his eyes, his expression unchanged, his voice maic: "How did you figure?"

    "Yesterday’s news." Si Chen said loudly, "Bao Group’s Mr. Bao and the popr actress danced intimately at an event, rumored to have reconciled."

    "All the news headlines are about you and Su Wan. If Jiang Ruan isn’t jealous and didn’t fight with you, it would be strange."

    "Unless she has no feelings for you and doesn’t love you."

    Thest sentence struck directly at Bao Ye’s heart.

    Listening to it, Bao Ye’s ck eyes showedplexity.

    Thinking of Jiang Ruan’s unusual behavior yesterday, Bao Ye pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "What is love?"

    For so many years, until now, Bao Ye never understood what love is.

    Si Chen scratched his head, took out his phone, tapped a few times, and read seriously: "Love is when two people are together sweetly, missing each other even if not seen for a day, no matter how tired, as long as they think of being together..."

    Seeing him going on and on, Bao Ye curiously leaned over.

    Only to see Si Chen earnestly reading from a Baidu Baike search result.

    "..."

    Bao Ye’s face darkened: "Shut up!"

    Si Chen was startled, quickly turned off his phone and shut up.

    Neither of them spoke.

    After a moment, Si Chen curiously asked him, "Brother Bo, do you have feelings for Jiang Ruan?"

    Bao Ye’s eyes were full ofplexity.

    "Maybe."

    He wasn’t sure either.

    He didn’t understand love, nor could he love someone.

    But Jiang Ruan was indeed a special existence to him.

    Bao Ye didn’t know if that was love.

    He was inherently afraid of the word love,

    "Tsk tsk, on one side is the childhood sweetheart, on the other is the new me. Hugging left and right, Brother Bo, your life is really enviable." Si Chen teased, adding fuel to the fire.

    Bao Ye squinted his ck eyes, ncing at him.

    "Itchy skin?"

    "No, no," Si Chen immediately backed down.

    "Are you making fun of me?"

    Si Chen said, "Brother Bo, I’m helping you solve a major life problem here."

    Bao Ye coldly: "Hmph."

    "Honestly, Brother Bo, between Jiang Ruan and Su Wan, who do you like more?"