Wen Ruotian

Chapter 97 - 87: What Are You So Nervous About?

Chapter 97: Chapter 87: What Are You So Nervous About?


Listening to this, Bao Ye’s temper flared up even more. With a grim face, he turned his head and shouted, "Uncle Cheng."


Uncle Cheng was the housekeeper.


Upon hearing this, he quickly came over, "Mr. Bao."


"Throw this cat out for me."


"No cats allowed in this house."


Uncle Cheng had just seen Jiang Ruan holding the cat, unable to put it down, and was suddenly in a difficult position, "This..."


"What, my words aren’t effective now?"


Uncle Cheng’s heart tightened, just about to speak, when Jiang Ruan interjected, "What are you yelling for."


"It’s just a cat, it hasn’t provoked you, what right do you have to throw it out."


"Besides, it’s not even your cat, it belongs to Ah Nan, you have no right to decide its fate."


Bao Ye laughed coldly, staring at Jiang Ruan, "Very well."


"Call Ah Nan over, give her two choices: first, send the cat away, second, they both leave together."


Jiang Ruan flared up too, "Third, I’ll leave with them."


"Uncle Cheng, pack my bags."


"I’m leaving too."


Uncle Cheng listened, caught in a dilemma, "Miss Jiang, don’t, Mr. Bao has disliked these small animals since he was a child. Listen to Uncle Cheng, let me just lock the cat up, okay?"


Bao Ye let out a light "heh," his dark eyes angry as he looked at Jiang Ruan, "No one in this world can threaten me, Bao Ye."


"Cat or me, choose one."


"I choose the cat."


Jiang Ruan said without hesitation, afraid he wouldn’t be angry enough.


Bao Ye’s face turned completely dark, his pale skin revealing a blue tint, his wrist holding the Buddha Beads was trembling slightly with anger.


"Good, very good."


He pressed his fingers tightly against the Buddha Beads, as if wanting to crush them, "I’ll give you one last choice."


"Which one do you choose?"


His voice was as cold as ice.


He stared at her with black eyes, directly pressing her.


With an overpowering momentum.


Afraid the next second it would erupt like a volcano.


Jiang Ruan blinked, her red lips moved, but this time she didn’t have the courage of breaking the pot as before.


Looking at the cat in her arms, although she really liked it, but...


Jiang Ruan sighed in her heart, eventually giving up.


"Uncle Cheng, take the cat."


"Hold it for Ah Nan."


Jiang Ruan said.


Uncle Cheng looked like he had seen his savior, gratefully looked at her, "Ah, okay."


Then he took the cat and left.


Jiang Ruan just then looked up at Bao Ye, pouting, "Was it necessary to be so fierce?"


"It’s just a cat, can’t I even hold it? Why did you want to throw it out, it didn’t do anything wrong, just because I like it? You’re a little too overbearing."


Bao Ye snorted coldly, didn’t reply to her, he said, "Weren’t you quite stubborn?"


"Why not keep arguing?"


"Rather have a lousy cat than me, really impressive."


After all these years of raising you, wasted."


Ungrateful little brat.


The way he said it sounded so childish?


Like a kid.


Jiang Ruan was laughing and crying, "Seriously, a cat can make you jealous?"


She walked over, moved closer to him, curious, "Hey, I’ve shot so many dramas, worked with so many male actors, why don’t I see you getting jealous?"


Her dark eyes looked at him, blinking occasionally, with expectation in her eyes.


Falling into Bao Ye’s eyes, it seemed like a provocation.


He raised his hand, his fingertip hooked her chin, a cruel smile on his thin lips, "How about I help you with that?"


Jiang Ruan: "Huh?"


"What are you going to do?"


Jiang Ruan inexplicably had a bad premonition.


"I was joking with you, don’t do anything crazy."


"Bao Ye, you know it’s just cooperation between me and them, we haven’t even met privately, no intimate contact during shooting, I’ve never shot any bed or kiss scenes, you know all that."


Bao Ye laughed lowly, "What are you nervous about?"


His fingertip pinched her tender skin as he leaned closer, breathing hot air into her ear, "You didn’t do anything bad, what are you so nervous about?"


"Hmm?"


He lazily dragged the tone.