Jiang Ruan shrugged, her little face still smiling without restraint: "It's alright, it's just the first time I've seen you leave someone hanging like that, it's quite rare."
Bao Ye's lips let out a sound: "Heh."
Heartless creature.
"I have mysophobia, you know that." Bao Ye said calmly, his cold face betraying no emotion.
"Oh." Jiang Ruan nodded, understanding: "So there really was dirt under Huang Hongcheng's nails, that's why you wouldn't shake his hand."
Bao Ye was about to say yes, when she brazenly continued: "Come to think of it, it's strange, your mysophobia is so severe, yet last time in the bathroom you still with me..."
Before she could finish, the man's hand covered her mouth.
"Mmm..."
Jiang Ruan couldn't speak, she could only look at him with wide eyes.
Bao Ye's temple throbbed a few times, he looked at her with a mix of helplessness and a slight headache, gritting his teeth: "Are you deliberately trying to provoke me?"
"Can anyone be compared to you?"
