Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 533 - 450

Bao Ye poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea for Jiang Ruan, it was warm and just right to drink now.

"Try it."

Jiang Ruan had just eaten quite a bit, and her throat was a bit dry. She picked up the chrysanthemum tea and took a couple of sips.

The chrysanthemum flavor was strong, with a slight sweetness to it.

But after drinking it, her throat felt much more comfortable, and there was a cool sensation.

Jiang Ruan praised, "It’s delicious, the tea lives up to its name, it really makes me feel much better after drinking."

"I think if you open your restaurant in this area, it will definitely be a big hit."

There are quite a few Hunan cuisine restaurants in Beijing, but not many are well-known. This store is in a prime location surrounded by shopping districts and luxury residential buildings.

The decor is high-end and the dishes are tasty.

Moreover, it’s a restaurant under the Bao Group. Once the brand is established, I bet people will be lining up to eat here.

After the meal, Bao Ye drove Jiang Ruan back.

Leaning against the passenger seat, Jiang Ruan touched her small belly and chatted with Bao Ye, her dark eyes shining, "Did you see today’s news?"

"What news?"

She asked suddenly, and Bao Ye couldn’t recall, "What kind, I didn’t check today."

"You tell me, I’m listening."

Jiang Ruan waved her hand in the air, unable to suppress the curve on her lips, "It’s about the news of me wearing a diamond ring."

"This diamond ring was from the auction that day, wasn’t it? You spent thirty million on it while I went to the bathroom. Mr. Bao, you’re really so rich."

Upon hearing this, Bao Ye laughed, "Teasing me, huh?"

"I bought it that day."

He admitted it.

Jiang Ruan knew it was like that and listened to Bao Ye say, "It’s normal to be in the news. For public figures like us, being in the spotlight is normal. Beijing is so small, if those paparazzi can’t reveal anything, how would they earn a living?"

"Of course, they are the first to notice any slight movement."

"Besides," Bao Ye smiled, "that’s exactly what I want, isn’t it? Now everyone knows you’re Jiang Ruan, my Bao Ye’s woman, the future mistress of the Bo family."

His words hit Jiang Ruan straight in the heart.

She swallowed, her dark eyes flickering with a dazzling light, gazing at the man’s chiseled profile, her red lips pouting, "What to do, Bao Ye, I suddenly want to kiss you."

The girl’s soft, sweet voice came, intentionally coquettish.

Don’t all men like this?

Bao Ye knew her so well, he instantly understood. His Adam’s apple moved intensely and his grip on the steering wheel tightened.

The man’s voice came, deep and slightly hoarse.

"Can’t stop on the highway, wait until we get home to kiss."

As he spoke, he drove a bit faster than before.

After getting home, the whole villa was silent.

Bao Ye had informed the butler in advance to let everyone go rest and not wait up for them.

But all the lights were on.

Symbolizing a welcome for the homeowners returning.

In the garage, after a half-hour drive, Jiang Ruan staggered, feeling sleepy again.

She opened the car door and got out.

Just as she closed the door and turned around, Bao Ye came around, wrapped an arm around her waist, and bent down, lifting her over his shoulder.

Jiang Ruan’s eyes widened, suddenly wide awake.

"Ah, Bao Ye, what are you doing?"

She lay over Bao Ye’s shoulder, grabbing his coat with both hands.

Her waist was tightly supported by the man.

Bao Ye walked forward with large strides, teasing her as he went, "Aren’t you tired from standing all day?"

Before Jiang Ruan could reply, he added, "Didn’t you want to kiss me? Now’s the time, I’ll let you kiss slowly once we’re back."

Jiang Ruan’s ears turned red, "Can I take back what I said earlier?"

Bao Ye, "Too late."

The man’s steps were quick and steady, he climbed the stairs to the living room, where there wasn’t a single person, and he carried her directly upstairs.

To the bedroom, he locked the door in one fluid motion.

The lights in the bedroom were too bright, so Bao Ye put her on the table by the door and switched off a few lights.

Only a dim, yellow night lamp remained.

The glow fell on Jiang Ruan’s fair cheeks, with her in a qipao, instantly creating a nostalgic feel.

Standing in front of her, his waist brushing against her legs, Bao Ye looked down at her, his palm instinctively caressing her cheek.

"You look beautiful in a qipao."

At this close distance, Bao Ye’s breath spilled over her cheeks. He praised, "Purple suits you."

How coincidental.

Earlier in the day, Zhang Di said the same thing.

But Jiang Ruan didn’t say it out loud. Knowing Bao Ye’s possessiveness and domineering nature, if she did, she might not be able to leave this bed tonight.

"You like me wearing a qipao?" Jiang Ruan blinked, wrapping her arms around his neck, cooperating with his movements.