Su Qionglin pushed the wheelchair urgently, catching up and grabbing his hand, pleading humbly, "Ziqi, my mom didn’t mean that."
"What did she mean then?" Bao Ziqi said coldly, "Since the guardian is unwilling to come, we can refuse the engagement too."
Su Qionglin cried, "Don’t you love me anymore?"
Bao Ziqi pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.
Su Qionglin knew his answer, then forcefully suppressed her grief and asserted, "This marriage, I will accept it."
She was not willing to easily surrender the position of Bao Family’s second young madam to anyone, especially Su Ruanruan.
Even without love, she was determined to firmly occupy that position.
After she finished speaking, Bao Ziqi left without saying a word.
If he couldn’t get what he wanted, then it didn’t matter who he married!
After he left, the hall was eerily quiet, occasionally broken by the sobs of Su Family’s great aunt.
Su Yugu felt humiliated, so he had his eldest son Su Minghua drag the person away, and discussed the engagement issue himself with Bao Mingyuan and his wife.
Even so, his old face really seemed as if it had been harshly slapped several times.
Bao Jingyan was always there, not only did he remain but he also didn’t allow Su Ruanruan to leave.
Su Ruanruan felt both shy and furious.
This incident, from start to finish, was all his doing.
Finally, late at night, Su Ruanruan managed to find an excuse to return to her room.
She took a shower, put on a thin slip dress, and returned to the bedroom, leaning against the headboard to read for a while.
Bao Jingyan pushed open the door and came in, even locking the door.
She was startled, then quickly pulled up the quilt to cover herself.
"Are you crazy, coming here at this time?"
Bao Jingyan glanced at her, then casually sat on the sofa by the window, and then said to her, "I’m hungry."
Su Ruanruan’s face turned red.
Bao Jingyan chuckled softly, "What are you thinking?"
He added, "Call the kitchen to cook a bowl of noodles, make it with more meat and a stronger flavor."
Su Ruanruan refused, "It’s late, why bother others?"
Bao Jingyan stood up and approached, his hands bracing on either side of her, his nose touching hers playfully, "You little vixen! I’ve been busy all day for your sake, and you won’t even let me have a bowl of noodles."
"I’m not a little vixen." Su Ruanruan bit her lip, "It’s late, eating noodles now would disturb the old lady."
"Then you make it for me." He touched her nose again playfully, his big palm also sneaking under the quilt.
Su Ruanruan bit her lip and held back.
She knew him well; if she didn’t make him noodles now, he might just make her his midnight snack instead.
She grabbed his hand, panting lightly, "I’ll make you noodles."
Bao Jingyan kissed the soft flesh behind her ear, murmuring lowly, "Make it delicious!"
Su Ruanruan pushed him away, put on a robe, "Wait here, I’ll be right back."
Bao Jingyan just laughed, took out a cigarette from the pack and lit it.
Su Ruanruan wanted to stop him, but remembering his hard work these past few days, she didn’t say anything...
She went to the small courtyard’s kitchen, found the ingredients, and began cooking for Bao Jingyan.
He loved meat, so she took out ham and cut it into cubes, then got out tomatoes and a handful of bok choy.
She boiled the water, cooked the vegetables until soft, then separately stewed the noodles in a pot, added the seasoning, tossed in the vegetables and ham, and finally sprinkled a fine layer of parsley on top.
It looked and smelled delicious.
She arranged it on a tray, ready to head back to the bedroom.
Her slender body was embraced from behind.
Bao Jingyan kissed her earlobe, it was unclear if he was referring to the noodles or her.
Su Ruanruan couldn’t break free, her voice thin, "Bao Jingyan, don’t do this..."