Su Wan wanted to speak up to stop him, but before she could call out Bao Ye's name, she shut her mouth.
No, she couldn't call him now.
Otherwise, if Jiang Ruan fell, Bao Ye would definitely think it was her doing, and this would be counted as her fault.
Su Wan clenched her fists tightly, her eyes reddened with visible veins, biting her lip, she could only watch as Bao Ye walked toward Jiang Ruan.
Seeing him coming, Jiang Ruan's eyes lit up instantly, as if she had seen a savior.
She was so anxious that sweat beaded on her forehead, and her voice trembled with fear: "Bao Ye."
Upon hearing this, Bao Ye, who was only a few steps away, quickly walked over.
Earlier on the other side, Bao Ye was discussing business with someone, glanced over unintentionally, and saw she had been standing there for quite a while, her expression a bit strange.
So he came over.
"Hold onto my hand."
