Bao Nan's gaze at her was infectious, because it was filled with deep affection.
Jiang Tong chuckled softly, reaching out to lightly wipe his face, "Got it, Little Boy Bo."
If the day they truly broke up ever came, it might only be a parting by death.
But what she didn't expect was for that day to arrive so soon...
...
In a certain corner of the garden.
Bao Fuye held a wine glass in his hand, constantly swaying it, his gaze cold.
"How did Bao Nan find out about my affairs?"
Su Zi bowed her head respectfully beside him, "Report, Young Master, do you need us to check if there is an insider..."
"There's no need. Since Bao Nan dared to speak, it means he has no fear of exposure, which also serves as a veiled warning to me."
Bao Fuye coldly curled his lips, lightly licking the corners of his lips.
That time he went to the auction, he covered his tracks well and used a fake name.
Even the police in A City couldn't trace his existence...
