Thinking about having to frequently encounter Xu Yun, Jiang Ruan was in a bad mood.
Bao Ye taught her, and she had quite a bit of temper herself.
To someone she disliked, she couldn't fake it at all.
Bao Ye raised his sharply defined face from her slender shoulders, his dark eyes flashing with cold light, he said, "Alright."
"Understood."
Jiang Ruan raised her eyes, meeting the man's gaze, their eyes locked, emotions interwoven.
Bao Ye looked at her and said in a deep voice, "No one can make you live under someone else's roof."
"Not even me."
Jiang Ruan's red lips trembled slightly, wanting to say something.
He continued, "Tomorrow, I'll have someone give you the property deed."
"This villa will be transferred to your name from now on."
"From today onwards, you are the sole owner here."
Jiang Ruan's eyes widened and she refused without thinking, "No need, Bao Ye, what do I need a villa for?"
"Be good."
