Rubbing her sore neck, Jiang Ruan got up.
On the bedside table, there was a neatly laid out new dress and underwear, prepared by Bao Ye for her.
Jiang Ruan picked them up and put them on, unable to help but sigh. She really liked the dress she wore yesterday, but that brute of a man somehow managed to tear it apart...
He just reached out and tore the fabric...
After tidying up, Jiang Ruan stepped out of the bedroom of the suite. The living room was brightly lit by the light from the floor-to-ceiling window.
She saw Bao Ye sitting in front of the coffee table, which had a notebook and tea. The man wore a gray loungewear, exuding an unspoken laziness.
Seeing him, Jiang Ruan was slightly surprised and walked over in her slippers: "Aren't you busy with the project today?"
Bao Ye raised his eyes, his gaze falling on her light pink waist-tied short dress, which just reached her knees and fit well.
The girl's long hair was loose, she wasn't wearing makeup, looking pure and clean.
