Until she returned to her room and closed the door, Chen Jiao's heart still hadn't calmed down.
She leaned against the door, raised her hand to wipe non-existent sweat from her forehead, and couldn't help but mutter, "Oh my god."
"What did I just bump into? Mr. Bao hugging Jiang Ruan? A princess carry at that?"
The way those two looked, they didn't look like just friends at all; they clearly looked like secret lovers.
I never imagined it.
They've hidden it so well.
If this news gets out, it will definitely shock the media.
Chen Jiao touched her chin, lifted her foot, and walked to the sofa, beginning to ponder, "So have they been together for a while?"
"Isn't it possible that the man Jiang Ruan was hiding in her room earlier was Mr. Bao? So Mr. Bao being the mysterious guest was entirely for Bao Ye?"
With this thought, it suddenly became clear to Chen Jiao.
Her eyes lit up, and she praised, "So that's it, how smart am I?"
