An existence that is truly eye-searing.
Jiang Ruan's face was flushed, reaching out to tug at Bao Ye's sleeve, her eyes filled with embarrassment: "Bao Ye, what are those ridiculous pictures on the wall? What kind of place is this, putting such things on the walls!"
It's simply unbearable to look at!
Lowering the elegance.
Bao Ye glanced around, yet still smiling, put her down, and said, "These are all designed by top French artists, products that took master craftsmen several months over thirty years to carve out."
Bao Ye curled his lips and said, "This room was completed last month. How do you feel about it?"
Jiang Ruan asked him, "How do you know so much?"
"Could it be that you had someone design it?"
He has done things like putting a room full of mirrors in the castle villa rooms.
Not to mention other times.
Her dressing room has a cabinet that she never lets anyone open.
The clothes inside were all bought by him...
Those kinds of clothes.
Unpresentable.
