He didn't seem to be faking it. Jiang Ruan opened her phone and showed it to him: "Look, it's the photo of you hugging Su Wan."
"The popular actress returns, intimately embracing the president of Bao Group."
"Mr. Bao is really quite elegant."
Jiang Ruan said sarcastically.
Bao Ye's expression changed as he saw it. It was from when he was about to leave, and Su Wan had rushed to hug him, his gaze instantly turned cold.
He looked up and saw her small face puffed up in anger, like a bun, making her look extra cute.
He raised his hand to pinch her face, his voice magnetic: "Jealous?"
Jiang Ruan got even angrier hearing that and pushed his hand away: "How dare I, who are you, you are Bao Ye, the president of Bao Group, who am I, just a secret lover unfit for the light."
"What right do I have to be jealous."
The more Jiang Ruan spoke, the angrier she became.
