Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 952: Come Home with Me

Su Ruanruan leaned against the sofa, glancing at him sideways.

Last time, he was just jealous of Yin Zhao, so asking now is certainly not accidental.

So, Su Ruanruan asked somewhat reservedly, "Why are you asking this?"

Bao Jingyan wrapped his arm around the back of her head.

They were already so close, yet he still pressed her closer to him. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Su Ruanruan blushed, "Let’s talk properly, you’re being improper again."

Bao Jingyan pressed his forehead against hers, his voice hoarse as he interrogated his young wife, "How am I being improper? In my heart, my wife’s matters are of utmost importance... Ruanruan, where does he live?"

He kissed her as he asked.

Kissing her until her whole body was heated with blood, yet not giving her satisfaction... truly hateful!

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The next day, Yin Zhao arrived in Yangcheng.

He was going to work in Yangcheng long-term, so he bought a 160-square-meter apartment.

In the evening, Su Ruanruan hosted a welcome dinner for him.

Bao Jingyan also attended. Fortunately, this time he behaved appropriately and didn’t say anything out of jealousy.

While Su Ruanruan discussed business with Yin Zhao, he handled matters on his phone beside them.

Everything was very harmonious.

After dinner, Yin Zhao went to the restroom.

Bao Jingyan leisurely exhaled a smoke ring, teasing, "Miss Su, how did you find my performance today?"

Su Ruanruan casually praised him.

So, Bao Jingyan pushed his luck and asked for a reward.

Su Ruanruan served him a piece of pork belly, gently saying, "You’re not that young anymore, you should practice restraint."

Bao Jingyan took a strong drag of his cigarette, his gaunt cheeks sinking in.

He chuckled softly.

Very sexy and manly.

Su Ruanruan blushed furiously...

While this couple was flirting sweetly, Yin Zhao had just left the restroom when he heard a familiar voice.

It was Yin Mingzhu leaning in the corridor, on the phone.

The person on the other end was probably a wealthy woman, they were arranging to have tea together.

Yin Zhao paused in his tracks, quietly watching her.

The artist’s aura that used to surround Yin Mingzhu was gone, her tall figure clad in a black fitted dress, her long hair curled into waves, and her face heavily made up.

She was about to return to the private room after her call when she turned around and saw Yin Zhao.

The siblings hadn’t seen each other for more than half a year.

Tears flickered in Yin Mingzhu’s eyes; she unexpectedly lowered her head and walked past him.

Yin Zhao caught her arm.

He spoke softly, "Mingzhu, are you planning to live like this for the rest of your life?"

Yin Mingzhu stubbornly said, "It’s none of your business."

Yin Zhao lightly pushed her body against the wall, not allowing her to leave, staring into her eyes, "Dad was sentenced to 20 years; we don’t even know if he can get out. If I don’t care for you, who will?"

Tears as large as beans rolled down from the corners of Yin Mingzhu’s eyes.

She braced herself, tilting her head up, "What can I do? My reputation is gone, my career is ruined... Brother, I have no future!"

Yin Zhao disagreed.

He said, "Come back with me and start over."

"It’s too late... Brother, it’s too late," she muttered.

She had regrets, especially now when she saw Su Ruanruan full of spirit, still in love with Bao Jingyan after overcoming hardships. She wasn’t jealous anymore... she hated herself for taking the wrong path.

Yin Zhao wanted to say something, but Yin Mingzhu pushed him away, covering her mouth and running off.

He couldn’t catch up even if he tried.

Su Ruanruan came over, standing behind him and softly said, "Give her some time, she’ll figure it out."

Yin Zhao turned around.

He looked at her quietly, whispering, "Thank you, Ruanruan."

He knew in his heart that Su Ruanruan had been in Yangcheng for a long time, and if she wanted to go against Mingzhu, it would have been easy, but she chose to give Mingzhu a chance to start over.

Su Ruanruan spoke softly, "I also bear responsibility, Yin Zhao, it should be me saying I’m sorry!"