[Don't look yet, I'm fixing it as quickly as I can, sorry sorry]
Facing Bao Ye's undisguised disdain and alienation in his tone, Su Wan felt bitter, truly experiencing what it means to turn faces faster than turning pages.
Recalling Bao Ye's complete care for Jiang Ruan just now, Su Wan bit her lip, and despite her discomfort, she spoke warmly: "Bao Ye."
"Call me Mr. Bao." Bao Ye interrupted her: "You don't deserve to call me Bao Ye."
The man's tone was extremely cold.
Jiang Ruan raised an eyebrow, her eyes full of sparkle.
Tsk, how domineering.
But she liked it.
Concerned about Jiang Ruan's injury, Bao Ye held Jiang Ruan's shoulder with one hand, and sat down as if they were a couple, right in front of Su Wan.
Su Wan's face turned even paler, forced to bow down: "Yes, Mr. Bao."
