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

Chapter 329 Box
On the first floor, the sensor light came on.

second floor
three floors
sixth floor
The next second, I saw the lights on in the little girl's house.

Bo Shaojin lowered his eyes, and at some point he lit a cigarette. He took a shallow puff, and slowly a puff of smoke came out from his lips. His sinister eyes were vaguely visible under his messy hair.

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The next day.

Before dawn, the alarm clock set by An Anyin kept ringing. After turning off the alarm clock in annoyance, she still wanted to sleep in. As if she thought of something, she suddenly jumped up from the bed, without even bothering to put on her shoes, and rushed straight into Anying's bedroom.

After pushing open the door, I saw that the light was on in Ms. An's room, and she was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a box that she treasured like a treasure in her hands.

"Mom." An Yin said quietly, "Why did you get up so early?"

"Coming."

An Ying didn't expect her daughter to barge into the bedroom so rashly. She closed the box with a slightly flustered look in her eyes, and pretended to be calm as she put it in the bedside table beside her.

One of her hands was in a cast, so she could only put the box down on the bed.

"I'll help you." An Yin came to the bedside, opened the cabinet, and reached out to take the box. His hand had just fallen in mid-air when it was quickly picked up by the other party. An Yin looked confused.

A trace of discomfort flashed across An Ying's face. She was afraid that her daughter would think too much, so her eyes fell on her fair feet. "Hurry up and put on your shoes, or you will catch a cold again." As she spoke, she had already stuffed the box into the cabinet without saying a word.

Listening to Ms. An's nagging, the confused An Yin immediately forgot about the little episode that had just happened.

An Yin went back to his room, put on his shoes, washed up, and returned to An Ying's bedroom.

"Mom, what do you want to eat? I'll go buy some groceries." An Yin had just finished speaking when she heard a sudden voice.

"It's your cell phone ringing." An Ying reminded her daughter.

An Yin walked out of the room in her slippers tapping on the ground. An Ying looked at her daughter's hurried back and shook her head helplessly.

An Yin's bedroom.

She looked at the familiar number on the phone screen and hesitated for a few seconds before slowly picking up the phone.

"Open the door."

Bo Shaojin's voice is arrogant.

"You're here?" An Yin's eyes lit up, and she didn't even realize that there was a hint of joy in her tone.

The man on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

Perhaps he felt her slightly excited words and lost his mind for a moment.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, An Yin put on her shoes and walked towards the door with a nervous mood.

As her hand rested on the door lock, the other party spoke.

"I will be a little busy during this period. You can't handle it alone as Aunt An, so I'll ask Aunt Zhang to come and help you." The man instructed word by word.

At the same time, An Yin unlocked the door.

Outside the door, Aunt Zhang was pushing a suitcase and holding a basket in her other hand, which was filled with fresh vegetables.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang." An Yin called out blankly.

She still held the phone to her ear, and at this moment her soft and tender voice reached the man's ears through the phone.

"Call your husband again." Aunt Zhang looked at the girl with a smile.

An Yin quickly said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Goodbye."

"Why are you in such a hurry? Just continue chatting. Don't worry about me." Aunt Zhang acted very familiar. After entering the room, she opened the suitcase, took out her home shoes and put them on.

"Aunt Zhang, I can take good care of my mother. No need to bother you anymore." An Yin stood there anxiously. "It's not a bother. I came here willingly." Aunt Zhang stood up and looked at the guilty look on the little girl's face. She hid her smile and her expression was a little sad. "Every time during the Chinese New Year, the villa is deserted and the master has a lot of social activities. It's really boring for me to be left guarding such a big place."

"Aunt Zhang, can you go home and be with your family?" An Yin blinked her bright eyes and said hesitantly.

"I'm an orphan." Aunt Zhang forced a bitter smile.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know." An Yin looked at the other person with guilt, feeling a little bitter.

"Silly child, why are you apologizing?" Aunt Zhang regained her smile and said, "Just let Aunt Zhang stay."

Aunt Zhang said to herself: Good, good.

She knew that the little girl was kind-hearted, so she told her life story.

As Aunt Zhang expected, An Yin's eyes turned and he nodded solemnly, "Okay."

When An Ying learned that Aunt Zhang was coming, although she was surprised, she didn't know what to say as she saw that she was determined to stay.

Aunt Zhang prepared breakfast in the morning, and after everyone had dinner together, she and An Yin started cleaning.

Aunt Zhang is efficient in her work and is exceptionally clean and tidy. There is nothing faultful about her.

In the afternoon, An Yin went out alone to buy groceries, leaving Aunt Zhang at home to take care of Anying.

When there was a knock on the door, Aunt Zhang came out of Anying's bedroom and started muttering, "Did you forget to bring your key?" But when she opened the door, she saw an old lady with a kind face.

"Hello! Who are you looking for?" Aunt Zhang asked puzzledly.

Grandma Wu looked at the strange woman and was also stunned for a moment, then she said, "Is Anying at home? I'm her neighbor."

"Yes." Aunt Zhang nodded.

"I have something to talk to her about. Can I come in?" Grandma Wu looked at the woman with a worried look on her face.

"Grandma Wu, please come in."

The sound insulation in old buildings is not good, Anying said loudly as she listened to their conversation.

Aunt Zhang stepped aside and watched Grandma Wu walk towards Anying's bedroom. She stopped, closed the door, walked to the front of Anying's bedroom and stood there, pretending to listen attentively.

inside the room.

Grandma Wu looked at Anying's thin face, and her hands and feet in plaster, and said with concern, "What happened to you? How could you be injured so badly?" As the old lady spoke, she slapped her thighs impatiently.

"Aunt Wu, don't worry. It just looks serious. These things can be removed soon." An Ying's tone was soft and gentle, which made people feel a sense of peace and comfort.

"Is everything really okay?" Grandma Wu was still worried.

"Really." Anying said solemnly.

"That's good." Grandma Wu let out a long sigh, her heart finally at ease.

"Aunt Wu, is there anything you need this time?" An Ying supported herself on the bed with her uninjured hand and adjusted her sitting position.

After sitting for a long time during this period, she always felt sore in her waist and back, so she could only change her sitting position to make herself feel better.

When Grandma Wu heard Anying's words, especially when she saw the other party's injuries, she swallowed back what she wanted to say.

An Ying was very perceptive, and based on what her daughter had said before, she had already guessed the other party's intention in coming to her house.

An Ying's eyes were filled with a soft light, "Aunt Wu, it's a good opportunity for you to come visit. I want to talk to you about something."

When Grandma Wu heard the word "visiting" from her mouth, she smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, go ahead."

"Please sit down first." An Ying pointed to the stool in the corner.