Jiang Ruan sensed something was off when Bao Ye asked Liang Pengbo if he could drink. Sure enough, it was a trap set for Liang Pengbo.
But young and impulsive Liang Pengbo, without Bao Ye's deep schemes, naturally fell right into it.
Jiang Ruan frowned, sighed, and said, "Bao Ye."
The man glared coldly, full of resentment, and stopped her words.
Jiang Ruan's red lips moved, but she closed her mouth after all.
Bao Ye asked the server to bring over two bottles of red wine.
He started drinking with Liang Pengbo.
Liang Pengbo saw Jiang Ruan looking over and thought she was worried about him. His face turned red from drinking.
He gave her a gentle smile, "I'm fine, Sister Jiang Ruan, don't worry about me."
Jiang Ruan: "..."
When was she ever worried about him?
Turning her head, she saw Bao Ye's expression turn even colder.
He raised his glass towards Liang Pengbo again, "Drink."
Jiang Ruan's lips twitched; this man, how childish could he get?
