Chapter 113: Chapter 103: Take Your Time Drinking
The video of Fang Cui causing a scene at the entrance of Jiang Ruan’s company went viral, once again pushing Jiang Ruan into the eye of the storm.
But fortunately, this time Jiang Ruan benefited from it.
The masses aren’t fools, and netizens are sharp as ever.
Combining Fang Cui’s behavior with the words from the previous press conference, anyone would categorize her as a malicious aunt, not to mention the child abuse towards young Jiang Ruan, also known as Chen Miao. Truly ruthless.
Instantly, people were hurling insults at her by the basketful.
Jiang Ruan became well-known as a beautiful, strong, yet tragic little figure.
After a day of meetings at the company, Jiang Ruan was both sleepy and fatigued when she returned to the castle in the evening.
Not long after she got home, Bao Ye returned.
Jiang Ruan was sipping on the soup prepared by the servant. Hearing the sound, she looked up, and the man’s tall figure came into view.
Bao Ye took off his suit jacket and handed it to the servant. His shirt tucked into his trousers accentuated his slim waist and long legs, showing he was in a good mood, with his eyebrows relaxed.
"Just got back?" Noticing she was still in the morning’s clothes, Bao Ye glanced at them and asked.
Jiang Ruan paused, "Yes, there’s a lot going on at the company."
Bao Ye stepped closer.
"Just soup?"
"Eating too much at night makes you fat, I need to keep my figure." Jiang Ruan stuck out her tongue, playful and cute, and casually said while drinking the soup, "This soup tastes pretty good, do you want a bowl?"
She thought he wouldn’t drink, as Bao Ye rarely had a habit of eating supper, yet his gaze fell on her slender face, and he said lightly, "Alright."
With just a few more pounds of flesh.
Maintain it further, and there’d be none left.
The servant attended to them from the side.
Hearing this, quickly responded, "Yes, Mr. Bao."
And then went to serve the soup.
Bao Ye turned his head to see Jiang Ruan looking at him in surprise. He relaxed his shoulders back against the chair, his arm hanging over the backrest, and frowned, "What is it?"
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Jiang Ruan shook her head, "It’s nothing."
"I remember you rarely eat at night, didn’t you have dinner tonight?"
Bao Ye replied, "Hmm."
"Busy today."
He rarely talked to her in detail about work.
Jiang Ruan "oh"-ed, and the topic stopped there.
Soon, the servant brought the soup over.
Bao Ye always ate quietly, the man exuding elegance deeply ingrained in his bones, his every move radiating grace, holding the soup spoon with his fingers, drinking the soup without making a sound.
The taste was indeed quite good.
The two drank their soup in silence, neither saying a word.
Jiang Ruan, while sipping the soup, stole glances at him, noticing his tired expression, eyes filled with fatigue, just quietly drinking the soup, clearly having had a busy day.
As she was about to look away, Bao Ye unexpectedly raised his head, meeting her gaze directly.
Seeing the girl’s dark eyes looking at him eagerly like Tongling, a flash of awkwardness and panic ensued at their eye contact, then she quickly lowered her head.
Like a startled rabbit.
For some reason, Bao Ye’s mood improved.
"I’m throwing a party on Friday night," he spoke with a magnetic voice, his dark eyes watching her, "Everyone of significance in Beijing will be there."
Jiang Ruan looked up, surprised, but quickly understood, "Is it for your mother?"
After all, she is the only lady of the Bo family.
Bao Ye’s biological mother.
Having been abroad for many years, she’s finally returned, a banquet to welcome her back is appropriate.
But this... what does it have to do with her?
Jiang Ruan mocked inwardly.
Xu Yun didn’t like her before.
Now with the Fang Cui incident, she probably dislikes her even more.
It’s her welcoming banquet, why bother showing up and inviting disgrace?
"Hmm." Bao Ye’s tone was indifferent, as if about to say something, but then Jiang Ruan smiled and said, "That’s good."
"With so many people around, it will surely be lively, your mother will be happy."
Bao Ye said nothing.
Perhaps the atmosphere was too awkward, Jiang Ruan put down the soup spoon and stood up, "I’m full, I’ll go take a bath first."
"You take your time drinking."
Her face was smiling as if in a good mood.
Yet like she wasn’t bothered by his words at all.
She turned and headed straight upstairs.
Footsteps softly echoed around the spiral staircase.
It wasn’t until her figure disappeared up the stairs that Bao Ye retracted his gaze.
Looking at the soup in the bowl, his eyes were an uncertain shade.