Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 324 You

The man kept calling him "you", which made An Yin realize that her current identity was Bo Cheng's "girlfriend".

She was not aware of Jiang Keke's current situation, so when she heard the man's aggressive words, An Yin chose to remain silent.

Bo Shaojin's dark eyes fell on her silently. The little girl was silent. In his eyes, he thought that she had not given up on Bo Cheng.

His voice was cold, "An Yin, can't you have some backbone?"

The man's eyes were dark and cold.

An Yin raised her head, eager to refute, but she was afraid that she would be exposed as Bo Cheng's fake girlfriend before she finished the word "I". In the end, she could only suppress her displeasure and said gloomily, "It's none of your business."

It's none of your business.

This was the second time Bo Shaojin heard these words.

There was no relationship between them to begin with, and the girl's words clearly told him that he didn't need to interfere in anything about her.

His narrow and cold eyes glared at her like a sharp blade, "Huh"

Bo Shaojin looked at the little girl's stubborn face and snorted coldly.

The next second, An Yin saw the man with a dark face, turning around and walking towards the elevator.

The man stood with his back straight, and looking at him vaguely, there was always a sense of loneliness and eerieness.

An Yin opened her mouth and stammered, wanting to call him, but until the man completely disappeared from her sight, a trace of frustration flashed across her face.

She didn't mean to say that just now, but she said it without thinking because of the stimulation from the man.

When An Yin returned to the ward, he looked dejected.

Aunt Zhang took the wool and consciously retreated to the lounge, leaving the space to the mother and daughter.

Sitting down on the sofa, An Yin picked up the blanket and pulled it tightly with both hands.

An Ying, lying on the hospital bed, stared at her daughter. In the short time since she entered the door, she had sighed three times.

"Are you worried about something?" An Ying curved her lips and spoke softly.

These days, with the care of Aunt Zhang and the company of her daughter, An Ying's complexion has become much rosier. She even took off the gauze wrapped around her forehead and put on a medical Band-Aid.

Despite this, her beauty cannot be concealed.

Lying on the hospital bed, her eyes were light, like the warm spring breeze, gentle and peaceful.

In the ward.

An Yin remained silent.

An Ying did not force her. As her daughter grew up and had her own ideas, An Ying learned to respect her daughter.

Next, Anying picked up the remote control beside her and turned on the TV.

She looked at her daughter from time to time, and the love in her eyes was beyond words.

After returning to the ward, An Yin immersed herself in her own world.

She felt very guilty about what she had just said to Bo Shaojin in a fit of anger.

Besides, I wonder if Jiang Keke has received the news that Bo Cheng is getting engaged? Or should she call to ask?

The more she thought about these questions, the more troubled she became.

"Hey"

Another sigh escaped An Yin's lips.

An Ying looked at her daughter's worried look and couldn't help but said, "Yin Yin."

"Mom? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want to call a doctor to take a look?" Seeing Ms. An's voice, An Yin immediately jumped up from the sofa and went to the bedside.

"Don't be nervous, I'm fine." A look of helplessness flashed across An Ying's face.

An Yin's tense heart finally relaxed.

"Are you in a bad mood?" An Yin was stunned when she heard An Ying's words, "No, no."

What An Yin didn't know was that this sentence was totally unconvincing coming out of her mouth. Her droopy little face simply had the words "something on my mind" written all over it.

An Ying lowered her eyes and said quietly, "Let's be discharged from the hospital before the New Year's Eve."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was a continuous drizzle and a cold wind blew into the air, making pedestrians shiver.

An Yin took out her cell phone and glanced at the calendar. "It's only eight days until the Chinese New Year." Time passed so quickly during these days in the hospital, An Yin thought to himself.

"Yes." An Ying murmured. Unconsciously, another year had passed. She pulled herself out of her melancholy mood and said casually, "Mom can't cook this year, so I'll make dumplings for you."

"When you get home, just lie down and leave the cooking and making dumplings to me." An Yin said confidently.

An Ying listened to her daughter's confident words and a faint smile crossed her face.

This daughter is very much like myself back then. She has no talent for cooking at all. No matter what dish she cooks, she just messes it up.

An Ying did not discourage her daughter's enthusiasm. "Then I will wait and see."

***
On the day An Ying was discharged from the hospital, Assistant Lin helped with the discharge procedures.

The list of expenses in the hospital was also sent to An Ying. As for the medical expenses, they were all paid by Su Jianteng. Assistant Lin did not tell An Yin about this.

When An Yin saw the bill, her eyes widened, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously.

A wheelchair was purchased at the hospital.

When taking the elevator, Assistant Lin helped push it.

Come to the parking lot.

Everyone saw a familiar figure. A tall man was standing next to the car, with a cigarette between his fingertips. The smoke was floating on his face. Perhaps he felt someone approaching, he suddenly looked up and saw the girl standing next to Assistant Lin.

At this moment, she was like a child who had done something wrong. After noticing his gaze, she quietly hid behind Assistant Lin.

She is capable!

Did she actually think that others could protect her?
Bo Shaojin quickly threw the cigarette butt into the space on top of the trash can reserved for cigarette butts, then walked towards them.

"Auntie An."

An Ying looked at the man in front of her. Although he was talking to her, his eyes, as sharp as deep pools, were fixed on her daughter.

"Yeah." An Ying curled her lips slightly.

"Assistant Lin, please send Aunt Zhang back." Bo Shaojin ordered.

"Okay." Assistant Lin nodded.

Aunt Zhang, who was following behind, heard his words and looked at An Ying and her daughter with reluctance on her face, hesitant to speak.

"Aunt Zhang, thank you for taking care of my mother during this time." An Yin turned around, her eyes sincere.

"Thank you." An Ying looked up and said sincerely.

Aunt Zhang looked at the mother and daughter with similar expressions, suppressed her reluctance, and exchanged a few words of greeting.

Finally, Assistant Lin took her away.

In the parking lot, incandescent lights were lit not far apart.

At this moment, the three of them stood there in a daze.

Bo Shaojin broke the silence and walked up to An Ying, "Auntie An, I'll carry you in."

An Ying wanted to refuse, but looking at the plaster on her feet and hands, she finally compromised and said, "Thank you for your help."

"Aunt An, you don't have to be polite to me."

His voice was mixed with the chill in the air.

No need for guests? An Ying felt very depressed. They were not a family, and he had been in the hospital for such a long time, and his daughter had not introduced their relationship to him. How could she be rude to him?
"Don't just stand there, open the door." Bo Shaojin gently picked up An Ying, trying his best to avoid touching the injured area.

As his sharp voice sounded, An Yin realized in a daze that the man was talking to her. She tightened her down jacket and said in a muffled voice, "Oh."