Bao Jingyan unobtrusively took advantage.
He asked, "What if I include her?"
Su Ruanruan would never agree.
She looked at Yin Mingzhu's WeChat message, which was nothing more than tattling on how she had snatched the precious treasure from Mrs. Yin's hands.
In just a few words, she was portrayed as a wicked woman.
Su Ruanruan didn't care about being seen as a wicked woman.
The man was hers, and she would not allow others to lay a finger on him.
She promptly blocked Yin Mingzhu's number.
She asked Bao Jingyan, "Do you have any objections?"
Bao Jingyan let out a soft chuckle.
Leaning back in his leather office chair, he spread his hands and said, "My entire being belongs to Miss Su, how could I have any objections?"
Su Ruanruan frowned slightly, "That's more like it!"
At that moment, Bao Jingyan looked down at her, "What are you trying to do, sitting in my lap dressed like this?"
He's always been greedy, wanting to pamper her.
Inside the bedroom, Su Ruanruan's phone rang.
