Billionaire's Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 719: What are you to talk about her?

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Chapter 719: Chapter 719: What are you to talk about her?

Su Ruanruan glared at him.

She said softly, "Don’t put me on such a high pedestal, you are just concerned about Second Brother, that’s why you want me to propose this match!"

Bao Jingyan chuckled softly.

Su Ruanruan looked at him annoyedly.

After a moment, she pondered and said, "It would be abrupt to speak now! Let’s wait a bit longer, if Second Brother comes home before the year ends, I’ll speak then."

Bao Jingyan was assured by her promise and praised her competence.

His mind couldn’t help but think of Jingse.

When Jingse got married, Ruanruan prepared the gifts earnestly, but compared to Jingyuan’s efforts, it was incomparable.

Bao Jingyan didn’t say it, but Su Ruanruan could guess.

She murmured, "It’s not that I hold a grudge! It’s just that these years of getting along with Jingyuan are indeed different! Additionally, Jingyuan, apart from Ziqi, has no one else to rely on, so naturally, I pay more attention to her."

Bao Jingyan bent down to kiss her.

The two finally had some free time, their affections tenderly entwined. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

The servants at home were tactful, letting them be as they wished.

The passion deepened and then ebbed.

Bao Jingyan held her in his arms, whispering into her ear, "I might be traveling more for business later on, if you find the household matters too burdensome, you can ask Aunt Jing’an for help."

Su Ruanruan played with his shirt buttons, humming affirmatively.

Bao Jingyan hugged her again, "Shall we have another child next year?"

She gave him a look, and retorted primly, "Such matters aren’t for me alone to decide."

Bao Jingyan laughed.

They loved each other deeply, and both were healthy, so having another child was certainly not difficult.

*

He Residence.

He Jitang was sitting in his study delving into general history when the servants returned.

They carefully set down a case in front of Jitang.

He frowned, "Miss Su didn’t accept?"

The servant cautiously replied, "Miss Su said it was too valuable, she dared not accept."

He Jitang smiled lightly.

It wasn’t that she dared not accept, she clearly didn’t want to!

Jitang dismissed everyone.

Once alone, he walked over to the case and opened it with a bang.

He took out a jade stand and positioned it near the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, then hung the soft gold Phoenix Crown and Robe on it, one by one. Under the Palace Lantern, the objects seemed almost alive.

Jitang gently caressed them, his fingers lingering tenderly.

About ten minutes passed, Chen Er spoke from outside, "Young Master Jitang."

Jitang turned his head, "What is it?"

Chen Er lowered his voice, "Madam Yin has come; she wishes to see you."

Jitang smiled faintly: How capable she is, managing to be temporarily let out for activities.

He covered the jade stand with a red cloth and called someone in.

The door opened, and Madam Yin stumbled in with a small leather case.

Her hair disheveled, face bare.

She looked no different from an ordinary woman with her grimy appearance.

He Jitang sat behind the desk, observing her.

Madam Yin was always afraid of him, and now needing his favor, she was even more submissive, kneeling at his feet pleading, "Young Master Jitang, please give me a way out! I can’t go to jail, once I do, I’ll lose everything."

She opened the leather case.

Various treasures scattered all over the floor.

Madam Yin grasped He Jitang’s trousers, tears streaming down her face, "If Young Master Jitang can help me through this difficult time, I am willing to share half of these treasures with you."

He Jitang didn’t even look at her.

He casually played with a gold lighter and lit a cigarette.

He said, "Do you think I would be interested in your stuff?"

Madam Yin was stunned.

Then, she steeled herself and said, "I know Young Master Jitang has his eyes on Su Ruanruan, I am willing to offer her to Young Master Jitang."

He Jitang kicked out.

The kick made her mouth bleed.

Under the light, the tear mole at the corner of Jitang’s eye was blood-red, and he sneered coldly, "What do you think you are to talk about her?"