Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 534 - 450:

Bao Ye said, "Hmm."

"In a couple of days, I’ll have someone from the Beijing custom qipao shop come over and make some for you. You can keep them to wear."

Jiang Ruan guessed that this would be his next sentence, and sure enough, it was.

She was a bit amused: "No need, I have too many clothes. The ones you sent before are all piled up in the wardrobe, I haven’t even looked at them. If you buy me more, I won’t be able to wear them all."

"Then just keep them to wear slowly."

Their eyes met, and the man’s voice was hoarse and very assertive: "Don’t refuse your man."

After saying this, without waiting for Jiang Ruan to speak, his warm lips were on hers.

Two hours later, Jiang Ruan lay weakly on the large bed, a thin blanket draped over her shoulders, while at her feet, Bao Ye kneeled, massaging her feet.

Jiang Ruan was originally extremely tired, but now she couldn’t sleep.

His palm holding her delicate white feet, each toenail trimmed round and neat, painted with a faint pink.

Very healthy.

Bao Ye pressed as his dark eyes were filled with intense desire.

He reached out to measure her foot, teasing her with a smile: "Your foot is so small, just half a finger smaller and it would be the ’three-inch golden lotus’ they spoke of in ancient times."

Jiang Ruan pouted: "What’s good about small feet? There’s nothing good about them."

"Why?" Bao Ye raised an eyebrow: "In ancient times, women valued having small feet, noble ladies even were said to never step outdoors, though that is indeed feudal thinking, things are more open-minded now."

"You don’t like small feet?"

Asked, Jiang Ruan, with an aching back, simply sat up, placing a pillow behind her to lean on.

Looking at Bao Ye, she said, "It’s not that I don’t like it, it’s just that my size makes it hard to buy shoes, you know? Because normal adult shoe sizes are 37 and up, mine’s more like a child’s size."

"Anyway, I remember every time I bought shoes as a kid, my aunt would scold me, and then buy me shoes that didn’t fit. Every time I ran, I’d be the slowest, and the gym teacher would scold me. It wasn’t because I couldn’t run; it was because the shoes didn’t fit."

Listening, Bao Ye’s heart ached.

Looking at her palm-sized face, his eyes were full of pity.

"Later, when I entered the entertainment industry, every time we had to attend events or occasions, the brand shoes prepared were always in larger sizes," Jiang Ruan sighed. "It would be so hard to wear them, let alone walk in such high heels, but what could I do? After all, I’m just working for them, so I taped my shoes to my feet with tape to avoid walking incorrectly or tripping."

Upon hearing this, Bao Ye suddenly asked, "Which brands?"

"I’ll have Chen Nan cancel all cooperation with them tomorrow."

Bao Ye was very blunt: "The Bao Family doesn’t cooperate with those who mistreat their employees."

Caught off guard by this, Jiang Ruan couldn’t hold back her laughter.

"What the heck."

"Don’t be like that; it’s not really mistreatment, it’s more of a personal issue."

"After all, they invite us for events, and I’m no big star, so how could they customize everything for me? If I were the brand, I’d think the artist was fussy too."

Bao Ye, however, was righteously indignant: "So what, let them be fussy, naturally fussy."

He still held her foot, massaging it for another ten minutes. Feeling it was enough, Bao Ye let go, washed his hands, and then settled beside her.

Pulling her into his embrace, he brought over her pillow for her to lean against.

Jiang Ruan leaned against him, looking up and smiling: "How can you be so unreasonable?"

"And really, your massage felt great, do it again next time."

"Tsk."

Bao Ye lowered his eyes, his fingers teasingly brushing her nose: "In this world, the only one who dares to make me, Bao Ye, massage their feet is you."

"Mm-hmm." Jiang Ruan hugged his waist, spoiled and defiant: "Well, I’m your woman, so I’ll give you a massage next time too."

Hearing this, Bao Ye laughed: "Are you sure?"

"With your little strength, I bet after a few presses you’d start complaining of sore hands."

Jiang Ruan: "..."

Exposed, she pouted, "Who says that? I have a lot of strength, okay?"

"Really?" Bao Ye looked at her with a teasing smile and eyes full of flirtation: "Who was it just now crying about being so tired, wasn’t it you?"

"Shall I record it for you to hear next time?"

The topic suddenly shifted to this.

Jiang Ruan’s cheeks instantly turned red, her face puffed in frustration: "How can you say that, it’s your fault, you said just one round, you didn’t keep your word."

Bao Ye interrupted her: "If it were just one round, wouldn’t that mean I’m not capable?"

"There’s no way I’d let that happen." Laughter spilled from Bao Ye’s throat: "Be good, what a man says in bed, just listen to it."