"Unless you betray me."
Bao Ye lowered his gaze to her, close enough that the strong scent of alcohol on him wafted clearly to Jiang Ruan's nose.
An invisible temptation and ambiguity.
Feeling his intense possessiveness, Jiang Ruan's heart felt warm, and she took the initiative to wrap her arms around the man's neck.
Even with the height of her heels, she had to stand on tiptoe to reach his lips.
Her voice was coquettish, "How could I."
"I will never betray you."
If it really doesn't work out, we can break up.
Openly and honestly.
Betrayal seems cheap.
Especially since her heart still held him.
"But you are the same, Bao Ye," Jiang Ruan's almond-shaped eyes captivatingly locked onto him, as she said, "Even if you are the president of the Bao Group, high status and authority, if you dare to betray me, I will certainly use all my strength to bite you to pieces."
Her voice was naturally soft and delicate.
Yet precisely such harsh words came out of her mouth.
