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

Chapter 331 Don’t Take It Seriously
"Don't worry, I won't tell you anything about my previous hospitalization." An Yin blinked her big, rolling eyes.

Huang Yiyi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a warm current seemed to flow in her heart. "I know." She said this with complete trust.

An Yin felt relieved.

Huang Yiyi, who didn't want to say more, turned her head and quietly looked at An Yin's dazzling face. She asked casually, "Are you familiar with Mr. Bo?"

At first, An Yin couldn't remember who she was referring to. After a few seconds of hesitation, she finally realized, "No, I don't know."

Ever since she discovered that she had complicated feelings for this man, An Yin could never calm down when facing his questions.

Huang Yiyi saw her guilty look.

Huang Yiyi didn't seem to care about what she said, and she spoke to herself, "An Yin, the people in Mr. Bo's circle have the most of women's love. When dealing with people like them, don't take it too seriously."

An Yin discovered that while she was speaking, her brows were slightly furrowed, as if containing a hint of sadness.

What made An Yin feel even more strange was what she said.

At this time, An Yin thought that Huang Yiyi's words were only spoken to herself, and An Yin did not take it to heart.

After Huang Yiyi finished speaking, she looked at An Yin's dazed look and did not continue the topic.

When they arrived in front of the clinic, Huang Yiyi saw that An Yin was carrying things in both hands and was too lazy to offer to lend her the umbrella. After saying goodbye to each other, An Yin hurried home along the shops.

When I was climbing the stairs, I happened to see Grandma Wu coming down the stairs.

"I'm here to buy groceries." Grandma Wu had said so much before that her mouth was dry and she felt better after swallowing several times.

"Yeah." An Yin looked up at the other person and called out sweetly, "Grandma Wu."

"Good boy." Grandma Wu praised him generously, "Take good care of your mother during this period."

"I will."

Grandma Wu looked at the little girl carrying so many things and moved towards the corner to let the little girl pass first.

"Thank you, Grandma Wu." An Yin said shyly.

After walking for so long, she stood there panting after returning home.

Aunt Zhang walked over quickly, took the bag from her hand, and carried it to the kitchen, saying, "Go wash your face quickly. You're sweating."

"Okay." An Yin followed Aunt Zhang.

After washing her face, An Yin went straight to An Ying's bedroom. When she saw a cup of tea on the chair beside the bed, she asked curiously, "Mom, is there anyone coming to my house?"

"Aunt Wu just came and sat for a while." An Ying replied.

An Ying didn't look up, her pair of autumn-water-like pupils were staring at the newspaper in her hands, reading intently.

An Yin had always known that Ms. An had the habit of reading newspapers, so she didn't think much about it. "I bought some meat and we can make dumplings later."

"Okay." An Ying said perfunctorily.

An Yin looked at Ms. An's absent-minded look, snorted in dissatisfaction, turned around and was about to leave, when he heard An Ying speak again.

"Take my phone and get it fixed later."

When she jumped from the building, she was holding her cell phone tightly. When she woke up, she found herself in the hospital. Later, the doctor said that she had been holding the cell phone tightly when she was unconscious, and the doctor had to work hard to take the phone away.

When the doctor returned the phone to her, An Ying found that the screen was broken.

"I know." An Yin nodded, walked out of the bedroom, and helped Aunt Zhang cook. In the bedroom, An Ying sighed softly. She had kept the fact that she was going to work a secret from her daughter, but she thought it was better to keep it a secret for a while.

As for that job, there was no way she would go back.

The money for her hospitalization was paid by Su Jian, and An Ying did not refuse. If it weren't for him, she would not have been injured.

***
Su family villa.

In the hall, the servants standing on both sides were trembling with fear, not even daring to breathe too loudly.

Mrs. Su was sitting on the sofa at this moment. Although she had delicate makeup on her face, she still couldn't hide her haggard appearance.

Old Hu stood beside her and wanted to say something several times, but when he saw her aggressive look, he held back.

"Old Hu." Mrs. Su sneered.

Lao Hu took two steps forward.

"Do you think this is true?" Mrs. Su almost gritted her teeth and spat out this question.

Old Hu's eyes turned, and there was a hint of flattery in his words, "Mr. Su is good to Madam, and everyone can see it. As for what others say, Madam, you don't have to take it to heart."

"Hmph, I shouldn't have asked you." Mrs. Su glanced at Old Hu and sneered.

The reason why she was so angry was simply because when she was having afternoon tea with her friends in the circle today, one of the ladies told her in front of everyone that her husband had been close to a woman before.

When Mrs. Su heard this, she didn't take it to heart. She knew what kind of person Su Jianteng was.

What surprised her was that the other party said that she saw the vixen in the hospital. Not only that, the lady sent someone to the hospital to inquire and found out that the vixen was actually pregnant.

When the lady finished speaking, everyone was waiting to see Mrs. Su make a fool of herself.

Obviously, the ladies were disappointed.

Time passed by minute by minute.

In the quiet hall, the servants held their breath. No one dared to make the slightest mistake at this moment.

When the roar of cars was heard outside, everyone lowered their heads.

"Everyone, step back." Madam Su narrowed her eyes, a trace of solemnity flashing across them.

Everyone left without saying a word, even Lao Hu left.

Su Jianteng walked into the room wearing a light grey windbreaker. When he saw his wife sitting in the middle, he smiled. He subconsciously took off his windbreaker and looked to the side. He found that there was no servant in the spacious hall. He scolded dissatisfiedly, "Where are the servants at home? Are there any rules?"

The man's voice was loud and clear, but even though he said this, no servant appeared.

Su Jianteng looked at his wife sitting on the sofa, and said with a frown, "Take care of these people when you have time."

After he finished speaking, he casually threw his windbreaker on the stool, walked over to his wife and slowly sat down, stretching out one hand lazily and placing it on the back of the sofa.

When he was about to close his eyes and take a nap, he vaguely noticed that there was something wrong with the atmosphere at the scene.

Su Jianteng turned his head and cast a sharp gaze on his wife. He thought that his tone just now was too harsh, which made her look cold. He adjusted his mood and forced a smile, "You work hard every day to take care of the big and small things at home. I lost my temper just now because the company's projects have been making mistakes recently, and I was in a bad mood."

When he finished speaking, Mrs. Su's expression did not change at all.

Su Jianteng sat up straight, reached out his hand and gently touched the other's shoulder, "Wife, you..."

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands."