h4Chapter 144: Chapter 130: Mr. Bao, Am I Blessed?/h4

    Standing at the restaurant’s entrance, the inside was brightly lit.

    Even at thiste hour, it was still open for business.

    It was obviously an old restaurant, but inside, there was only one table upied by guests—a middle-aged woman with her child.

    Bao Ye withdrew his gaze, ced the high heels on the ground, and then put Jiang Ruan on hisp, his well-defined fingers helping her put on her shoes.

    As soon as her shoes were on, Jiang Ruan eagerly got off and pulled him by the hand to walk inside.

    Bao Ye’s posture stiffened slightly, still somewhat unustomed to such public disys of intimacy when there were other people around.

    His gaze turned wary.

    But her hand was truly soft, held tightly by her, and for a moment, Bao Ye felt an unusual sense of security—a feeling of being led forward by someone was something he had never experienced before.

    He was Bao Ye.

    The formidable figure who made the Bao Family the top in Beijing—Bao Ye.

    Also a lone wolf.

    He had always been the one leading others forward.

    Never the one being led.

    But this feeling seemed rather nice.

    Watching the girl’s soft shoulder-length hair, between releasing her hand and holding it tighter, Bao Ye instinctively chose thetter.

    At this moment, Jiang Ruan was talking to the shopkeeper, and upon feeling his firm grip, the smile on her lips instantly grew sweeter.

    "Nannan, it’s been so long since Ist saw you, and you seem even prettier now." The shopkeeper auntie said with a smile.

    Speaking in fluent Shanghai dialect.

    Jiang Ruan smiled and said, "Thank you for thepliment."

    "Sis, we want two bowls of wontons—onerge, one small."

    The shopkeeper auntie’s gaze, however, was on Bao Ye, noticing his attire, it was obvious he was from the upper ss.

    Standing together with Jiang Ruan.

    How impressive.

    "Is this handsome guy your boyfriend? He’s really good-looking, you two are quite a match!"

    Bao Ye didn’t understand the Shanghai dialect, but he stillprehended the shopkeeper’s message.

    His dark eyes flickered with an unusual glow.

    Jiang Ruan felt a bit nervous, just hearing his maic and earnest voice say, "Thank you."

    The shopkeeper auntie had an even better impression of him.

    Not only rich and good-looking, but also polite.

    Taking advantage of Bao Ye turning away, the shopkeeper quietly praised Jiang Ruan, "Nannan, you’re a lucky girl, finding such a man—your days will befortable."

    Jiang Ruan’s cheeks flushed as she looked at Bao Ye.

    Just as the man looked back.

    Their eyes met, gazes intersecting in the air.

    Seeing the shopkeeper talked to her without knowing what, she looked bashful, Bao Ye’s lips twitched slightly, his sharp face now softened considerably.

    The wonton shop wasn’trge, with a total of six tables arranged.

    The decor was simple, but it was very clean.

    The table surfaces were polished to shine.

    It was evident the owner was particr about hygiene.

    Even with his cleanliness obsession, Bao Ye couldn’t find fault with the ce as he sat down.

    Jiang Ruan sat across from him.

    Facing each other, a strange feeling arose within them.

    They were both too busy.

    And given their respective statuses.

    This was, in fact, the first time they went out for a meal alone.

    Nearby, the sound of a middle-aged woman coaxing her child to eat wontons could be heard, her voice calling out to her baby.

    The atmosphere here seemed somewhat awkward.

    Sitting face to face.

    Jiang Ruan’s lips moved slightly, about to find a topic, when she heard Bao Ye ask, "What did the shopkeeper say to you just now?"

    Jiang Ruan was caught off guard, holding back augh, "Nothing much."

    Bao Ye raised an eyebrow, "Can’t say?"

    Seeing her trying to suppress a smile, Bao Ye had a few guesses—probably teasing them.

    "It’s not that I can’t," Jiang Ruan said, "just a joke."

    Bao Ye was quite patient, "What kind of joke?"

    Seeing him persistent, Jiang Ruan blinked and decided to tell him, "She said I’m lucky to find a man like you, able to livefortably in the future."

    Bao Ye: "..."

    Jiang Ruan rested her elbows on the table, holding her small face with her palm, her unadorned cheeks extra pure, smiling brightly at him.

    She yfully teased, "Mr. Bao, am I lucky?"

    This question.

    "Hmm, you are."

    Jiang Ruan hadn’t expected he’d respond.

    Blinking repeatedly, the conversation ended there.

    Soon, the wontons arrived.

    The portions were quiterge, with the bigger bowl being twice the size of a face, and a smaller one.

    As soon as it was served, the aroma wafted over.

    Bao Ye wasn’t originally hungry, but perhaps the wontons were too fragrant, he couldn’t help feeling a bit hungry.

    "Therge one is yours, the small one is mine," Jiang Ruan divided, raising her hand to push therger bowl toward him.

    Bao Ye didn’t refuse, nced at her smaller bowl, which actually wasn’t that small.

    Considering their appetite.

    The smaller bowl would’ve sufficed.

    But since they had already ordered, Bao Ye didn’t speak up, pinched the spoon with his fingers, and quietly began eating.

    He always ate neatly, no matter what he ate, without making any sound.

    This was the Bo family’s lifelong family rule.

    Jiang Ruan, on the other hand, was different; the soup was too hot, she made audible slurping sounds.

    The noise was quite loud.

    Almost deliberate.

    Bao Ye sipped the soup, it was very savory, really quite good.

    Worthy of this store’s name, "Thousand-Mile Fragrance."

    Yet his attention wasn’t on the wontons, entirely drawn by the slurping noises from across.

    Bao Ye’s lips twitched, lifting his gaze to her, unable to resist saying, "Don’t make noise while eating."

    Jiang Ruan was doing it on purpose, maybe because of the alcohol, she deliberately wanted to tease him, wanted to see his emotions fluctuate, rather than remaining like this, akin to a silent mountain.

    Holding the spoon, she looked at him hopefully,ining, "It’s hot~"

    "Then wait a bit to eat," Bao Ye said.

    Jiang Ruan dragged her voice again, "Hungry..."

    Pointing to her stomach, she said, "The mouth can bear it, but this can’t."

    "It’s been calling all the way."

    Bao Ye: "..."

    No matter what, it was incorrect.

    So he chose not to speak.

    Silently bowed his head to eat wontons.

    But afterward, Jiang Ruan no longer made deliberate slurping noises.

    Once was enough, twice or thrice would lose its effect.

    Chewing on the fragrant wontons, she asked him, "How is it, are the wontons here delicious?"

    Bao Ye responded, "Yes."

    Sure of its tastiness.

    Because he had never tasted it before.

    First time eating.

    "This was my first meal when I arrived in Beijing, at that time, I had no money, only enough to pay the rent, after paying the rent I had very little left, passing by here the aroma was irresistible, Lu Jie and I couldn’t resist and ordered a small bowl of wontons, we each shared half," Jiang Ruan said, her face inadvertently showing a hint of nostalgia.

    She sighed, "In the blink of an eye, three years have passed, time really flies."

    Her tone was filled with emotion.

    And deep nostalgia.

    Bao Ye had heard the name Lu Jie from her many times.

    He had investigated, knowing she came with Jiang Ruan from Jiang City.

    Also Jiang Ruan’s best friend.

    Now a nurse at a hospital, but he had never met her.

    Last time he went to pick her up, he didn’t see anyone.

    But Bao Ye knew such a person existed.

    Also knew Lu Jie held significant weight in Jiang Ruan’s heart.

    Bao Ye elegantly bit into a wonton, only speaking after swallowing.

    The man’s dark eyes locked on her.

    With a light snort, his tone calm, "Those days of not having enough to eat or wear are worth remembering?"