"Chen Nan." Bao Ye's tone was casual yet icy, tapping him on the shoulder, saying sincerely, "You've been single for so many years for a reason."
Chen Nan: "..."
What does insomnia have to do with being single?
Chen Nan couldn't figure it out and was just about to ask.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in his head.
Chen Nan suddenly realized why Mr. Bao hadn't slept all night. Obviously, when a man and a woman stay up all night, they're surely being lovey-dovey.
With Bao Ye's teasing gaze on him, Chen Nan's ears involuntarily turned red.
He was annoyed: "Mr. Bao!"
"I'm just concerned about you."
Yet here he was, making fun of him.
Seriously!
Bao Ye chuckled softly: "I know."
"I didn't say anything, why are you blushing so much? Tsk."
Bao Ye stared at his face, his eyes playful, and uttered a few words with his thin lips: "You're quite innocent."
Chen Nan: "..."
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When Jiang Ruan woke up in bed, her throat was dry and sore, and her legs were so weak they were trembling.
