Out of control and sinking

Why did the commotion in Chapter 1 stop? Hmm?

"...Bo Ye, sob sob sob..."

A girl's soft, hoarse sobs could be heard.

The man ignored her and captured her red lips with his thin lips, kissing them.

His eyes, as dark as black holes, were unusually cold.

After a long while, Bo Ye gently pinched her chin with his right hand, which was adorned with Buddhist prayer beads. A cold glint flashed in his dark eyes as he chuckled, "Stop fooling around?"

Jiang Ruan leaned on his arm wrapped around her waist for support as the alcohol wore off and she regained some clarity. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked at him with tears in her eyes, just like a rabbit.

Her red lips were pursed in an attempt to suppress her pain, her cheeks flushed, and her swollen red lips stretched down to her face, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

She choked out a soft "Mmm".

Give up.

But when it falls into a man's eyes, the lust in his eyes not only doesn't fade, but becomes even stronger, like a wild beast in the forest seeing its prey, bursting with a desire to conquer.

His Adam's apple bobbed, and his hand, adorned with Buddhist prayer beads, pressed its way into her red lips, his thin lips giving off an eerie and sinister look.

"Weren't you quite the troublemaker?"

"Why aren't you making a scene anymore, huh?"

The man trailed off, seemingly nonchalant, yet it was as if he were pushing her to the execution ground, slowly torturing her to death, slice by slice.

Jiang Ruan felt dizzy and had no strength at all, all thanks to him.

This time it's not Bo Ye's fault. She came back drunk and threw a tantrum, crying and making a scene. Bo Ye didn't just walk away like he usually does, which is already an exceptional act of leniency.

Who is she, and who is Bo Ye?

She's just a nobody celebrity.

Bo Ye, the heir of Beijing's elite circle and head of the Bo Group, is worth hundreds of billions. Everyone who sees him must respectfully address him as President Bo.

She was the center of attention, the apple of her sugar daddy's eye. And she was merely his secret lover, bought for three million, someone he couldn't let show his face.

A performer who is like an actor can never truly be on the stage of the Crown Prince.

Despite their vastly different social statuses, she knew that sooner or later Bo Ye would find a prominent socialite from a similar family background in Beijing for a marriage alliance, creating a powerful partnership.

And she, go back to where she came from.

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

With her head down and lips tightly pressed together, she ignored his words; she was actually quite self-aware.

Seeing her lower her head and remain silent, Bo Ye assumed she was just being stubborn.

As someone in a position of power, how could he tolerate someone disobeying him? He immediately grabbed Jiang Ruan's chin and lifted her up.

Why aren't you saying anything?

"You've gotten quite capable?"

A cool, suppressed voice came through.

Until I saw the girl's flushed cheeks, tears streaming down her face, her eyes red and swollen, and her constant sobbing and crying.

Eyes facing each other.

Her thick eyelashes, glistening with tears, trembled slightly, and the tip of her pert nose was also red.

Bo Ye's words came to an abrupt halt.

His dark eyes trembled slightly.

He felt distressed...

(End of this chapter)