After just finishing the shoot, Bai Yi had already changed out of his costume and was now wearing a loose black T-shirt and white pants, looking handsome and refreshing.
He had his left hand in his pocket, and his right hand was holding a box of patch plasters.
The staff, being questioned, stared at the handsome face of the man in front of her, and was so excited that she stuttered, "Bai... Emperor Bai, Jiang Ruan... she just left with her manager, probably went back to the hotel to rest."
Upon hearing this, Bai Yi nodded, his deep brown eyes filled with gentleness, and politely said, "Thank you."
He then turned around with the plasters and walked away.
Staring at the man's tall and handsome back.
The staff couldn't turn her head back for a long while, her eyes were full of sparkling stars.
Oh my gosh, did she really hear it right just now?
Emperor Bai actually said thank you to her ah ah ah ah…
She was going to go crazy!
You know, she came here to be a staff member just for Bai Yi ah ah ah, he has been her dream man since his debut, sob sob sob.
Does this count as a dream come true, hahaha?
Mom, I've made it!
Hotel.
After seeing Sister Qin off, Jiang Ruan finally returned to her own room, dragging her sore knees, and she input her fingerprint.
She opened the door, only to find that the room was actually lit?
Jiang Ruan widened her eyes, hurriedly stepped in, and as soon as she entered the living room, she saw Bao Ye sitting on the sofa, working on a laptop.
The man's long legs were crossed, his posture lazy yet aristocratic.
With his naturally pale skin, he wore a mysteriously luxurious purple shirt, the hem tucked into his trousers, his hair neatly combed, exuding the aura of a perfectionist.
Hearing the sound, Bao Ye lifted his gaze, his jet-black eyes glanced over indifferently, "You're back."
A light tone.
As if he were talking about something utterly ordinary.
Originally, Bao Ye was supposed to rush back in the morning, there was still a meeting waiting for him in Beijing, but later he changed his mind.
Although this hotel couldn't compare to his castle villa, it would suffice, barely acceptable.
The main reason was that she was here.
Bao Ye wanted to get a few good sleeps.
Hearing this, Jiang Ruan was surprised, "Why haven't you left yet?"
Being questioned, Bao Ye lightly licked his lips, "What's the rush."
His fingers clattered on the keyboard for a moment, hit enter, then closed the laptop and set it aside.
His gaze fell on the girl in a white dress that reached her knees, her cheek with delicate stage makeup not far away.
He leaned back against the couch, his tone lazy, "Isn't it good to spend more time with you?"
This sudden slickness.
Jiang Ruan's heart fluttered, instantly covered in goosebumps.
She showed disdain, "Not good."
"You are the big boss of a company, usually so busy with work, what would happen to the company without you."
Bao Ye licked his lips again, a playful look flashed in his dark eyes, he chuckled lowly, "Your words sound like you're complaining that I'm not spending time with you."
Jiang Ruan widened her eyes, instantly like a startled bird.
"I am not!"
How could she possibly complain about him?
Over the years, neither of them interfered with each other's work, she had long been used to it.
It didn't matter if Bao Ye returned or not.
Except for prohibiting her from filming kissing scenes and Category C scenes, and not allowing any scandals, Bao Ye never restrained her.
Aside from their relationship, they actually had complete freedom.
Feeling thirsty, Jiang Ruan turned to the water dispenser to get a cup of water.
Holding the cup in her hand.
Suddenly behind her, Bao Ye's cool voice spoke, "What's wrong with your leg?"
Jiang Ruan's hand trembled, almost unable to hold the cup steady, causing the water inside to ripple.
She moved the cup aside, her tone cool, "It's nothing, just a minor injury."
Bao Ye's gaze instantly sharpened like a blade, his dark eyes fixed on her slightly inconvenient leg, his voice became cold, commanding, "Come here."
Jiang Ruan looked over, wanting to retort.
But facing the man's cold, black eyes, it was as if they said, don't make me say it a second time.
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, drank the water in the cup to ease her thirst, and then walked over.
As soon as she got close to the man, her wrist hanging by her side was strongly gripped and pulled back.
"Ah."
Jiang Ruan fell into his lap, her waist was bound by a burning hot and long arm.
The next second, the hem of her knee-length skirt was pulled up by the man.