Jiang Ruan reached out to touch the water; it was cold.
"Did you get drugged?" Jiang Ruan's eyes widened.
It must be the case.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be soaking here.
Bao Ye answered, "Mm."
He supported himself with his arms, trying to sit up. His voice was hoarse to the extreme, unwilling to let her see him in his current disheveled state: "Go out."
But he accidentally slipped, falling into the bathtub, his face submerged, coughing incessantly.
Jiang Ruan hurriedly helped him; she had never seen him like this before, and her eyes turned red instantly. Holding his wrist, she said, "Let me help you, let me help you, okay?"
"Bao Ye, I'll help you out."
Earlier, she went to the butler for the key but didn't let the butler follow her.
Bao Ye had a cleanliness obsession and hated people randomly entering his bedroom, let alone the bathroom.
Jiang Ruan was also afraid. Holding her phone tightly, afraid something might happen to him, she quickly dialed for help.
