Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 511 - 443_3

Su Wan choked: "I..."

"Ending the partnership with you is already my absolute limit, you should be grateful Jiang Ruan is okay."

As he spoke, Bao Ye’s voice was full of menace: "If anything had happened to her this time, the Su Family members, one by one, wouldn’t be able to make it in Beijing."

"As for you." The man enunciated each word: "I would make you accompany her to the grave."

Hearing this, Su Wan suddenly looked up.

Her heart pounding wildly with panic, she placed her hand over it, feeling the thumping with her palm.

Su Wan was scared out of her wits, realizing how much she had underestimated this man’s ruthlessness.

Jiang Ruan was also looking at Bao Ye in disbelief, blinking and a bit dazed.

But her eyes were sparkling, and she was moved.

At this moment, Jiang Ruan clearly felt Bao Ye’s love for her.

Finally, Su Wan left in a sorry state.

Until Su Wan’s figure was out of sight, Jiang Ruan couldn’t hold back anymore, turned around, and hugged the man’s neck, leaning in to give him a kiss on the lips.

"Ah ah ah, Bao Ye, why are you so handsome?"

"Totally cool~"

Looking at Jiang Ruan’s excited appearance, Bao Ye retracted the cold gleam in his eyes, facing her, his handsome face habitually much gentler than usual.

"Really?"

He naturally pulled her into his arms, looked down at her pink little face, pinched it with his fingertips, and chuckled: "If you can praise, keep praising."

Jiang Ruan was not stingy at all: "Handsome, too handsome, absolutely explosively handsome."

"Didn’t you see Su Wan’s face when she left just now, like a pig’s liver."

The more she thought about it, the more satisfied Jiang Ruan felt.

"Relieved?" Bao Ye licked his lips and asked her with a smile.

Jiang Ruan nodded: "Definitely."

Saying so, Jiang Ruan couldn’t help but ask him: "Were you serious about what you said earlier, or was it just to scare her?"

"Which part?"

Bao Ye raised an eyebrow, his unexpected question prompting him to ask her: "About letting her accompany to the grave?"

Jiang Ruan: "Yeah."

Jiang Ruan sniffed, looking earnest: "Although I’m really touched hearing those words, it feels like I really matter to you, otherwise you wouldn’t say such things, but killing is against the law, we have to be law-abiding citizens, and if I really did die, I’d want you to live well."

Bao Ye’s face darkened, reaching out to pinch her red lips harshly and rub them.

"Don’t say such ominous things."

"Are you itching for a beating? Saying those things so casually?"

Jiang Ruan’s lips hurt from the pinch, she hissed softly, pulling his hand down: "I’m just making a metaphor."

"Even metaphors won’t do."

Ultimately soft-hearted, Bao Ye gently rubbed her red lips with his fingertips and instructed: "In Beijing, there are many ways to take someone’s life, doing it yourself is the dumbest way."

Jiang Ruan, of course, knew, especially for families with power and influence, killing someone is as easy as squashing an ant.

The simplest way is to cause an accident.

When someone dies, they pay compensation, those tens of thousands, like buying fruit and vegetables.

So in the eyes of many rich people, a person without family or background is nothing more than a weed.

"By the way, speaking of this, I have something to ask you, I’ve wanted to ask for a while but forgot." Jiang Ruan said.

"Go ahead." Bao Ye withdrew his hand, placing it on her waist, enjoying the silk robe’s texture, his fingertips feeling slightly cool.

From his angle, he could look down to see the white skin at her neckline, even the cleavage.

This darkened Bao Ye’s eyes, his Adam’s apple rolling involuntarily.

He recalled when he first met Jiang Ruan, she was just a little girl.

Thin and small, though not short.

But obviously malnourished.

Back then, she barely reached a B cup.

Having bought countless clothes for Jiang Ruan, Bao Ye knew her sizes well.

Now, she wears a C cup for underwear.

Thinking about it, Bao Ye’s lips curved into a smile, isn’t this growth?

"The other night, how did you find me?"

Jiang Ruan asked Bao Ye, and Bao Ye didn’t hide it: "I installed a tracker in your phone."

"What, a tracker?" Jiang Ruan’s eyes widened, even surprised: "When did you install it, why didn’t you tell me?"

Saying so, Jiang Ruan started to get angry.

"Oh Bao Ye, so you were watching me behind my back?"

Installing surveillance in her phone means monitoring her, knowing where she is and what she’s doing at all times.

This left her with no privacy at all.

"The word ’surveillance’ sounds awful." Bao Ye sighed: "I had your safety in mind."

Bao Ye had long anticipated her cleverness, figuring that this time he might not be able to hide it, he hugged her coaxingly: "The entertainment industry is full of mixed bags, aren’t there still a few incidents involving female stars? I gave you bodyguards, you wouldn’t let them follow you, made them all leave."

"You’re all alone, I can’t be at ease."