Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 196 - 182: You Don’t Want to Make Headlines with Me Tomorrow, Do You?
[Okay.]
Seeing the text message, Bao Ye’s lips curved into a smile. His distinct fingers pressed the switch, turned off the phone, and tossed it aside to continue working.
At six in the afternoon, Chen Nan pushed the door open: "Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao couldn’t reach you by phone, so she called the front desk and said she wanted you to come home for dinner tonight."
Upon hearing this, the man didn’t even lower his eyelids. His dark eyes stayed fixed on the screen as he replied to a text message, his tone indifferent, "No time."
Chen Nan was clever: "Then I’ll tell her you’re socializing."
Bao Ye: "Mm."
"Oh, by the way, Mrs. Bao wants your latest phone number. Should I give it to her?"
Chen Nan asked again.
Earlier, Bao Ye and he had their phones snatched.
The current phone and number are both new.
So Mrs. Bao doesn’t have it.
But Mrs. Bao has been rather cold this time. Miss Jiang even kneeled outside.
She wouldn’t meet her.
She didn’t care about Mr. Bao’s well-being either.
Probably Mr. Bao was disheartened too.
Sure enough, Bao Ye said, "Don’t give it to her."
"Isn’t there a front desk phone number?" His lips curved sarcastically: "Let her contact the front desk when she has time."
Someone who doesn’t know might think they are strangers.
After all, only unfamiliar clients would contact the front desk to schedule a meeting with Mr. Bao.
Now Mrs. Bao has ended up in such circumstances too.
Chen Nan said, "Yes."
Then he turned around and left.
Upon hearing the sound of the door closing, Bao Ye paused his work, rubbing his tired brow between his thumb and forefinger, his dark eyes filled with complexities, deep and unfathomable.
He got up and walked to the window, standing on a high floor, looking out at the bustling traffic, his tall silhouette inexplicably lonely.
After standing for a while, Bao Ye lit a cigarette, biting it between his lips and taking a puff, smoke instantly swirling around his face.
He quietly smoked for a bit, then returned to work.
...
In the evening, Bao Ye drove to pick up Jiang Ruan.
The restaurant was in the west district, about a thirty-minute drive from her company. It caught rush hour traffic, so the road was a bit congested.
Jiang Ruan took out a mirror from her bag to look at her face. She had been busy all day at work and had touched up her makeup before leaving.
She was actually quite surprised that Bao Ye would invite her out for dinner today.
Originally, it was just wishful thinking. After all, he was so busy.
Suddenly, the dream came true, which made Jiang Ruan both excited and thrilled.
Seeing her delicate makeup looking pretty, she touched up her lipstick, humming a tune.
Beside her, Bao Ye’s voice came: "Did something good happen today? You’re so happy?"
There was a teasing tone in his voice.
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips. Her makeup today was specifically in a cute pink shade, matched with MAC’s pink lipstick, giving her a cute charm.
She turned and winked at him, smiling to show her little white teeth: "You guess."
Of course, Bao Ye couldn’t guess.
But infected by her mood, he couldn’t help but feel cheerful too.
"Actually, nothing particularly good happened, work went okay." Jiang Ruan put the lipstick back in her bag and winked playfully at him: "Is it not okay to be happy having dinner with you?"
Bao Ye softly tisked.
"Are we almost there?" Jiang Ruan saw on the GPS that they were getting closer to the destination.
Bao Ye responded, "Mm."
"I reckon two or three minutes."
With those words, there was a rustling sound in her ear.
During the traffic jam, Bao Ye turned to look at her.
He saw Jiang Ruan already wearing a black mask and large sunglasses, a black sun jacket thrown over her clothes.
All dressed up like that.
Bao Ye’s lips twitched: "What are you doing?"
Looking like this.
Like a thief.
Jiang Ruan lifted her sunglasses, her dark eyes looking at him: "Just disguising a bit. After all, both of us have unique identities. If the paparazzi catch us, we’re done for."
"You wouldn’t want to end up on the headlines with me tomorrow, right?"
