Mu Xiubai remained silent, understanding the implication of Bo Ye’s words.
He had heard of Bo Ye’s reputation: a cold-blooded tyrant, ruthless, and fiercely protective of his own.
He could only endure the beating alone.
After all, Bo Ye had hit his assistant!
However, his eyes were fixed on Ruan Mi.
Ruan Mi showed no reaction to his beating; normally, she would have shielded him.
What shocked him even more was that Ruan Mi knew Bo Ye, and their relationship seemed quite good.
“Xiubai, my stomach hurts so much!”
Zhou Mei cried out in pain, clutching her stomach, perhaps from fright.
Mu Xiubai snapped back to reality. “She’s pregnant! Let her go! I need to take her to the hospital!”
Mu Xiubai began to struggle; the baby couldn’t be harmed.
Bo Ye waved his hand, and his men released the two.
Mu Xiubai picked up Zhou Mei and turned to leave, but Bo Ye stopped him.
“Your wife is still here. Are you planning to abandon her and leave with your true love?”
Mu Xiubai didn’t pause for a moment, saying as he walked, “President Bo, I’d be extremely grateful if you could take my wife home.”
He had to say this to save face, especially since he had no idea where Ruan Mi was staying.
After leaving the room, Zhou Mei’s cries of pain gradually subsided until only the two of them remained in the corridor.
Zhou Mei leaned against Mu Xiubai’s chest and whispered, “Xiubai, I’m fine. Put me down, there’s no rush.”
”You’re alright?”
Mu Xiubai stopped and looked down at the woman in his arms.
“Yes, if I didn’t do this, Bo Ye wouldn’t have let us go so easily.
You’re my man, my everything. How could I bear to see you kneel before someone else?”
Zhou Mei spoke sincerely, her eyes reddening. Mu Xiubai’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Yes, he had always been Zhou Mei’s everything.
Unlike Ruan Mi…
Zhou Mei was put down and naturally leaned against Mu Xiubai’s chest as they walked forward.
Mu Xiubai gently and considerately put his arm around Zhou Mei’s shoulder.
*Click, click.*
As soon as the two stepped out of the clubhouse, a swarm of reporters rushed forward, snapping photos wildly.
Zhou Mei quickly buried her face in Mu Xiubai’s chest, her body trembling.
Mu Xiubai’s face was ashen; why were there reporters?
No matter how sternly Mu Xiubai reprimanded them, he couldn’t stop the reporters’ enthusiasm. It wasn’t until Mu Xiubai’s assistant led people to disperse the reporters.
Not far away, Ruan Mi coldly watched all this.
Once upon a time, she had faced reporters like this, but back then she was alone.
Mu Xiubai had simply said dismissively, “Can’t you handle something this simple?”
But with Zhou Mei, he was fiercely protective.
This was the difference between love and indifference, Ruan Mi suddenly felt wronged.
Bo Ye took off his suit jacket and draped it over Ruan Mi.
“Are you angry?”
Ruan Mi pulled the jacket tighter around herself, glaring at Bo Ye with annoyance.
“You seemed quite pleased with yourself all night, constantly stabbing me in the back.”
Bo Ye raised an eyebrow, looking intently at her.
“Did you stab me in the heart?”
Ruan Mi was speechless. What deep-seated grudge could there be?
Tian Yi added from the side, “Miss Ruan, Mr. Bo is afraid you’re too soft-hearted and being deceived by that scumbag.”
Ruan Mi rolled her eyes. “Tian Yi, although you didn’t curse me, I suspect you did.”
Tian Yi: “…”
Back at Yujing Bay.
Ruan Mi had just finished showering when Bo Ye called her to the study.
“Brother, what’s up?”
She went to the sofa and nestled in it, still holding an apple and munching on it.
Bo Ye was also wearing loungewear, and a pleasant scent of shower gel gradually approached.
The sofa was deep, and Ruan Mi even moved aside to give Bo Ye some space.
“Look at this.”
Ruan Mi peeked over; the phone screen clearly showed four male models servicing her.
And the person in question was laughing heartily.
Ruan Mi, her pearly teeth still clenched around a red apple, froze on the spot.
Her eyes darted around.
Oh no, how was she going to explain herself?
Ruan Mi coughed lightly, crunched off a piece of apple, and slowly chewed, stalling for time.
Bo Ye wasn’t in a hurry, watching her leisurely, seemingly patiently waiting for her explanation.
A loud gulp followed, no more than fifty swallows in one go.
“I was wrong, I shouldn’t have used this method to get Zhou Mei to gather evidence.”
Bo Ye remained silent, just watching her.
“I shouldn’t have ordered male models.”
Bo Ye still didn’t speak.
Ruan Mi gave in, closed her eyes, and said loudly,
“I wanted to see handsome guys, eight-pack abs, V-lines, but I haven’t even seen any yet, all that money wasted.”
She then lowered her head.
Come on, scold her, she could endure it.
To her surprise, after waiting for a while, she didn’t receive any verbal attack from Bo Ye.
Instead, her head was lifted up, and two large hands slowly raised it.
Her eyes went from bottom to top, seeing his V-line, eight-pack abs,
and finally his beautiful collarbone and sexy Adam’s apple.
Ruan Mi’s mind went blank for a moment, and she swallowed involuntarily.
Bo Ye smiled, “Did you see that?”
Ruan Mi nodded.
“Is it beautiful?”
Ruan Mi nodded.
“Do you feel anything?”
Ruan Mi nodded again, then shook her head, reaching out to pry Bo Ye’s hands away from her head.
“You’re my brother, how could I feel anything?”
Bo Ye’s eyes darkened, but he quickly regained his composure, got up, and pulled his clothes up.
A glimpse of spring was hidden.
“To prevent you from being seduced by men again in the future, if you want to see this, you can watch mine. Once you’re immune to it, you’ll be invincible.
I’ll let you off this time, but if you do it again, you’ll get a beating.”
Watch Bo Ye’s?
Ruan Mi thought she had misheard, and couldn’t help but glance at Bo Ye again.
Although Bo Ye was five years older than her, already a 31-year-old man,
his physique was truly top-notch. If he weren’t her brother, she would have pounced on him long ago.
But the problem was, he was her brother. Using her brother to train her willpower against handsome men…
Why did that sound so strange?
Bo Ye: “Did you hear that?”
Ruan Mi snapped out of her daze, softly uttering an “oh,” ignoring the oddity.
The next day.
She was annoyed by the ringing of the phone and groggily answered it.
Gu Lanying’s anxious and pleading voice came from the receiver.
“Mi Mi, can you come to the hospital? Xiu Bai is hospitalized.” It was a VIP ward at the hospital.
“Mi Mi, Xiu Bai knows he was wrong, he’s learned his lesson. As long as you don’t divorce him, we’ll agree to any conditions.”
Gu Lanying grabbed Ruan Mi’s hand, almost pleadingly.
Ruan Mi pulled her hand away, her beautiful eyes cold.
“Otherwise, you can name your conditions. As long as Mu Xiubai is willing to sign, I’ll try my best to meet them.”
If they divorce, fifty percent of Mu’s shares will belong to her personally.
Gu Lanying tried to persuade her for a long time, but Ruan Mi wouldn’t budge. Having no other choice, she gave Mu Xiubai a wink and excused herself to leave.
Only Mu Xiubai and Ruan Mi remained in the ward.