Bao Ye lazily lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes glanced at her, and his tone was flat: "Speak."
Jiang Ruan’s eyes were filled with concern as she asked seriously, "Do you often suffer from insomnia?"
Being questioned, Bao Ye’s gaze paused, and even his tone became stiff. He replied without any inflection, "Forgotten."
His attitude was very cold.
He searched his mind for everyone who knew about this matter. Chen Nan wouldn’t spill the beans, which only left the doctor at the castle.
A cold gleam flashed across Bao Ye’s eyes.
Blabbermouths shouldn’t be kept.
"No one told me." Jiang Ruan found it odd. It seemed like he was very afraid of her knowing about this, she said, "Last night you kept crying out in pain. I asked you where it hurt, you said your head, so I called the doctor. The doctor told me to feed you some medicine from the third drawer, but I found they were all for treating insomnia."
"Also, the doctor said this has been a chronic issue for you. Do you often have insomnia and headaches? How come I didn’t know at all?"
Jiang Ruan pursed her lips, wondering if she really hadn’t been paying enough attention to him.
After all, they shared the same bed.
She didn’t even know he frequently suffered from headaches and insomnia.
Turns out it’s about him.
Bao Ye’s lips were tightly pressed, as if weighing something. He said in a low voice, "It’s no big deal, just take some medicine, won’t die."
Jiang Ruan hated it when he mentioned the word ’die’.
She frowned seriously, like a little adult: "But you can’t keep taking medicine. Medicine is poisonous in large doses, and taking a lot is harmful to your body, especially something like sleeping pills. Have you seen a doctor?"
Seeing her endless questioning, Bao Ye couldn’t help but feel a bit agitated: "I said I won’t die."
He reached out to cover her mouth, closed his eyes, and spoke with a steady tone: "Stay with me and sleep a bit more."
Being covered by him, Jiang Ruan pulled his hand away, feeling irritated: "This is your body, constantly mentioning death. If you don’t care about yourself, no one else will."
"Good intentions taken as ill intentions!"
Jiang Ruan mumbled angrily.
The words went into Bao Ye’s ears, but he showed no expression: "Mm."
What does concern even matter.
Even Dr. Tro couldn’t cure it.
He could only give him various medicines, like a lab rat undergoing experiments.
Bao Ye was too proud. How could he possibly accept this?
Moreover, isn’t the antidote right beside him?
Really can’t communicate with him.
"Anyway, it’s your body, it’s up to you whether to see a doctor or not."
"If you die, I’ll be a widow. There are so many handsome men in the entertainment industry, I could just..."
Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly opened his eyes, his dark eyes stared at her like an abyss, filled with pressure, as if he were a ghost.
His lips curled into a cruel smile, forming a slight arc, full of oppression: "Then what? Hm?"
Jiang Ruan blinked, swallowing her saliva in fright.
Instantly intimidated: "I didn’t say anything."
"What are you afraid of?" Bao Ye said: "Go on."
"What would you do if I died? Immediately find another man?"
The pressure in his eyes was too strong, Jiang Ruan’s heart started racing, she quickly said: "How could I, am I that kind of person."
"So you must take care of your body, know..."
Jiang Ruan felt like crying.
Weren’t they talking about his insomnia?
How did it suddenly jump to life and death?
This was his fault, he brought up the word first.
"Don’t worry." Bao Ye interrupted her, his dark eyes filled with undisguised possessiveness and dominance. He licked his thin lips and slowly said, "Even if I die, I won’t leave you alone in this world."
He gazed at the delicate and charming little face in front of him, the exquisite jade-like features, his fingers gently brushed past, then lifted her chin.
He held a smile at the corner of his lips.
What does he mean by this.
Is he willing to let her find another man?
Jiang Ruan was a bit touched.
This means, she’s not completely out of his heart.
But the man’s next words instantly shattered her imagination.
"I will take you with me."
The demonic words reached her.
Jiang Ruan shivered with fright, her lips twitching, dissatisfied: "Doesn’t this mean you won’t let me go even as a ghost?"
Bao Ye chuckled lightly: "Clever."
What grudge, what resentment.
Alive, be your lover in the shadows.
Dead, be taken by you.
Thank you, your ancestors blessed me.
Jiang Ruan was boiling with anger, her liver and lungs hurt.
"Cursing me in your heart?" Bao Ye raised an eyebrow, saying confidently.
With just a look, a gesture, he knew what she was thinking.
Jiang Ruan acted nonchalantly: "How could I, Mr. Bao."
"How would I dare to curse you!"
"I admire you too much for that!"
These words, obviously sounded like sarcasm.
"It doesn’t matter." Bao Ye didn’t care: "Anyway, there are many people in this world who hate me, one more doesn’t matter."
"So you’d better hope I live well."
’Cause if I really die, there’ll be no one to protect you.
Jiang Ruan pouted, too lazy to pay him any mind.
Other people’s men: Even if I die, you must live well.
Her man: If I die, I’ll take you with me.
Why are people so different?
After lying a little longer, Bao Ye got out of bed.
Jiang Ruan was still lounging in bed, wrapped in the thin blanket watching him dress in a suit.
His figure, height, was also tall.
This height is quite impressive in the entire entertainment industry.
With distinct bones, his fingers buttoned the collar, Bao Ye turned his head to glance at her: "What do you plan to do during the day?"
Jiang Ruan hugged the blanket, her white shoulders exposed to the air, muffled: "Stay home."
Bao Ye: "Not going out for a stroll?"
Jiang Ruan said: "I don’t want to."
"I have a spa appointment, in the afternoon, and will also practice Pilates and do some dance."
Becoming beautiful and having a good figure go hand in hand.
This is the basic quality of being a female star.
But the man mocked: "You already have almost no flesh, you’ll be completely flat if you keep exercising."
Jiang Ruan instantly flared up, jumping up from the bed, hands on her waist: "What do you mean by having almost no flesh."
"I’m nearly a C, C, do you understand?"
She was just wearing a white camisole.
A short one above the knees.
Standing there at the moment, her skin as white as if it were glowing, Bao Ye suddenly felt a bit reluctant to leave.
His Adam’s apple bobbed as he stepped over.
"What are you doing!" Jiang Ruan was startled, looking wary, retreating: "Don’t come over!"
Bao Ye scoffed lightly: "Not going to eat you."
Jiang Ruan glared: "Who knows."
"Last night, you said just once, and what happened."
"Men’s mouths are deceitful ghosts."
Bao Ye laughed angrily, teasing: "Who was it who held onto me and wouldn’t let go, no matter how I tried."
Listening to him, Jiang Ruan’s face instantly turned red, she gritted her teeth: "Nonsense, if I let go, I’d have fallen to the ground."
"It’s me who’d get hurt, not you."
And he still had the nerve to mention it.
Who told him to hold her...
The image was too stark, Jiang Ruan didn’t dare to imagine.
Why does my nose feel a bit hot?
Jiang Ruan touched it, thankfully, no nosebleed.
Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
A magnetic voice with a commanding tone came from the man...
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