Jiang Ruan noticed it early on.
Bao Ye seemed aloof and unapproachable, and the rumors about him were even more exaggerated—merciless and not interested in women, but in this aspect, he was quite passionate.
There wasn't a woman on earth who could refuse.
Including Jiang Ruan.
She was immersed in his imposing aura and shared tender moments with him.
Eventually, Bao Ye returned to normal and carried Jiang Ruan out of the bathtub.
She was dead tired, letting him tidy up, yet her eyes were open.
Her lips were swollen; he had bitten them.
Jiang Ruan sniffed, her tiny face full of stubbornness as she looked at him and said, "You still haven't answered me."
"Are you and Su Wan doing well?"
Bao Ye's expression remained the same, not a ripple, and he said in a deep voice, "Don't listen to the gossip."
