h4Chapter 141: Chapter 127: I Have a Clear Conscience/h4

    "Cruel?"

    Bao Ye raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes scrutinizing her for a few seconds, his gaze full of inquiry: "Do you think what we’re doing is cruel?"

    He asked with a calm tone.

    Yet it effortlessly revealed his powerful aura as a superior.

    Just by looking at her with such a calm gaze, it was enough to stir up tumultuous waves in Jiang Ruan’s heart, making it impossible for her to remainposed.

    Jiang Ruan couldn’t quite handle his seriousness, she clung to his arm coquettishly: "Don’t look at me like that, I know I shouldn’t be soft-hearted."

    "Maybe I’m just too kind-hearted."

    She proudly boasted.

    No matter how others treated her, she would always leave some room.

    This time, she truly couldn’t take it anymore.

    Otherwise, she wouldn’t have had the thought of being ruthless.

    People like Fang Cui would never be satisfied in their lifetime; if she didn’tpromise, Fang Cui could ruin her reputation for life.

    Those gossip news outlets would exploit the situation and the trending topics would be unbearable.

    All these negatively affected her.

    Why should she endure Fang Cui’s negative influence?

    She owed her nothing.

    Even if shepromised, Fang Cui wouldn’t let her go, only draining her blood crazily like a bug or a vampire.

    Jiang Ruan understood this clearly.

    "Kindness is a virtue, but being too kind is an illness, it needs to be cured."

    Bao Ye sighed: "I’ve told you before, don’t be soft-hearted when you need to be ruthless, you can never learn."

    Jiang Ruan stuck out her tongue: "Who says I’m not ruthless, otherwise I wouldn’t be discussing this with you."

    "When will it be enough for me to have even half of your ruthlessness? Then I could dominate the entertainment industry, and no one would dare to mess with me."

    "Half of what?"

    "Ruthlessness," Jiang Ruan said.

    Bao Ye: "..."

    "Do you know how people out there describe you?" Jiang Ruan teased with interest: "Ruthless and merciless, arrogant, and unfeeling."

    "Dear Mr. Bao, do you ept this reputation?"

    Faced with her teasing, Bao Ye’s dark eyes glinted with coldness, and he reached out to pull her into his embrace.

    Unexpectedly, she ended up leaning against his chest.

    A man’s voice sounded above her head.

    Cold and unfeeling.

    "I ept."

    "Why wouldn’t I?"

    He sneered: "I, Bao Ye, have never been a good person, doing good deeds is naturally not my thing."

    "Besides, if I had been as kind-hearted as you in those early years, I would have been bullied to the bone by those old skeletons of the Bao Family. Do you think you would still see me now?"

    The power struggles in prestigious families are fiercely intense.

    Beyond your imagination.

    Back then, the Bo family was often in trouble, practically bing a joke in the entire circle.

    The old master was seriously ill, and Bao Ye was young.

    As the heir of the Bao Group, he had no second choice, unless he wanted to be ousted.

    Jiang Ruanxin shuddered at the thought that he inherited the Bo family at seventeen.

    The Bo family back then was far from its current glory.

    They were facing internal and external troubles.

    His parents divorced, the Bao Group had no one in charge, and the old master was bedridden.

    Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but feel a bit of pity for him.

    "I’m sorry." She bit her lip, her dark eyes gleaming with a guilty light: "You had no choice either, I shouldn’t have said those things to hurt you."

    "You’ve done very well."

    Bao Ye listened but spoke: "Jiang Ruan."

    He called her and she responded: "Hmm."

    "You always knew."

    "I, Bao Ye, was never born a kind person, nor do I believe in Buddhism."

    "Kind thoughts are useless to me, they are like fleeting clouds."

    His expression serious, his brows sharp.

    He said in a low voice.

    "But all these years, I’ve acted with a clear conscience,"

    "I have never done anything that goes against morality or harms people."

    Jiang Ruan: "I know."

    Maybe the atmosphere was too tense, sheughed: "Great men don’t dwell on small matters, that’s why you can achieve great things, Mr. Bao of the Bao Group. Someone like me who always drags things out, if it weren’t for the opportunity to enter the entertainment industry, I would probably still be working in some obscure corner."

    "Isn’t there a saying online? A monthly sry of eighteen hundred, always with a smile."

    "I guess it probably refers to people like me."

    Bao Ye, whose thoughts were initially heavy, focused mostly on work each day, with thousands of people depending on thepany for their livelihood, saying there’s no pressure would be impossible.

    So during his downtime, he mostly kept a somber face.

    But now listening to her joke like that.

    He couldn’t help butugh.

    The suppressedughter was unmistakable in his dark eyes, and he affectionately teased her, his fingers brushing her nose lightly: "You’ve got so many tricks up your sleeve."

    "Did you learn all that from the inte?"

    "Of course," Jiang Ruan chuckled: "Otherwise, how could I justify my daily inte surfing?"

    This Bao Ye understood.

    It simply means being online.

    After spending a while with her, Bao Ye returned to thepany, where a lot of things were still waiting for him.

    Before leaving, Jiang Ruan mentioned she’d return homete to have apany dinner at a bar.

    Upon hearing this, Bao Ye frowned and told her to call him when it was over.

    He woulde to pick her up.

    Jiang Ruan wanted to refuse, he was already tired from a long day of work.

    She didn’t want him to waste his energying to pick her up.

    But the man’s tone left no room for argument.

    If that was the case, then alright.

    Jiang Ruan no longer refused.

    Lest it upset him.

    —

    By the time the gathering ended, it was nearly one in the morning.

    Sister Qin gave the wholepany a holiday, everyone had the day off tomorrow, so they let loose tonight and drank freely.

    It was booked out for today, and since everyone in thepany had signed confidentiality agreements, there was naturally no worry about anything being leaked.

    Jiang Ruan also let loose and yed around.

    She didn’t hold back on the drinking either.

    Finally, Sister Qin, worried, insisted on sending her back, but Jiang Ruan said a driver was already waiting.

    It was the driver she usually used.

    She told Sister Qin not to worry.

    Sister Qin, who had also drunk quite a bit, held onto Jiang Ruan and spoke with high emotions before letting her go.

    By the corner of the bar, on the side of the road.

    Jiang Ruan, holding her bag, wearing five-centimeter high heels and a waist-hugging short skirt revealing her slender, pale long legs, wobbled over.

    Just as she turned the corner, she spotted the familiar pure ck Rolls-Royce.

    With the tail number 88999.

    In Beijing, this was Bao Ye’s exclusive ride.

    The car of choice for the president of the Bao Group, the ’Prince of Beijing’.

    Jiang Ruan took a step forward to approach.

    When she was about two or three meters away, the car door opened, polished ck shoes hit the ground, and a tall figure instantly came into sight.

    He had one hand in his pocket, his expression as stern as an elder, watching the unsteady walker approaching slowly.

    Her walking posture was truly wobbly.

    And she was wearing heels.

    In the end, he couldn’t hold it in.

    He strode over, supporting her arm, frowning as he scolded: "Why did you drink so much?"

    Late at night, wearing so little.

    And drinking so much.

    She didn’t even want him to pick her up.

    Bao Ye really wanted to take her to see the recent cases in Beijing, to give her a good understanding of what danger means.

    Seeing the familiar face of the man, thest shred of rity in Jiang Ruan’s mind was also somewhat intoxicated.

    She deliberately made her eyes hazy, pouting her red lips, leaning into his embrace: "Because I’m happy."

    She looked up at the tight jawed man, and took the initiative to hug his neck and said...