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

Chapter 369 Anklet
Bo Shaojin just took a look and walked along the path pointed by An Yin.

The dark and narrow corridor was lined with dilapidated houses on both sides. In the smoky air, occasional ashes floated by and gently fell to the ground.

An Yin curled up in the man's arms, holding the gift given by the man in her hand. The breath from her nose lingered on the man's neck, like a hot burning his skin, making him itchy. Fortunately, the man has always had good self-control. At this moment, he was holding the soft and fragrant jade in his arms, and his steps were steady.

They were walking at the corner of the wall, and in the absence of lights, the man's eyes were not disturbed at all in the night.

Sixth floor.

An Ying was standing quietly with one hand on the windowsill, leaning sideways. She was startled by the sound of the door closing just now. She wanted to call her daughter's name, but suddenly thought of something. An Ying pursed her lips, dragged her inconvenient body, and moved carefully to the window.

Sure enough, after a while, the tall man was seen holding a familiar figure in his arms.

It's her daughter.

At this moment, An Yin was held tightly in the man's arms. What made her even more worried was that An Yin was wearing a man's clothes.

An Ying's hands on the windowsill tightened slightly, and a trace of sadness appeared on her face.

This man exudes a cold and noble aura, and his wealth must be extraordinary.

Generally speaking, men with this kind of family background cannot control their marriage.

Thinking of this, a trace of worry flashed across An Ying's eyes. Her daughter had been raised by her carefully since she was a child, and she had no idea how dangerous the world was. Such a kind-hearted person was the most vulnerable to being hurt.

An Ying frowned, her worries gradually deepening. She had experienced the ultimate happiness in her life, but she had also fallen into the quagmire. Ever since she had a daughter, all her hopes were on her child. It was not an exaggeration to say that she lived for her daughter.

It is precisely because of this deep feeling that she hopes even more that her beloved daughter can be happy.

Anying was in a dilemma. On the one hand, she respected her daughter's private life, but on the other hand, she wanted to interfere with her daughter so that she could avoid taking detours.

With such complicated emotions, An Ying stood in front of the windowsill for a long time.

Bo Shaojin's car was parked in a secluded location in the community, next to the corner of someone else's house.

An Yin knew that this family would close their shop and return to their hometown during the Chinese New Year, so the parking space next to them would be empty.

After getting in the car, the man put her in the passenger seat. He walked around the front of the car and returned to the driver's seat. The girl was afraid of the cold, so he started the car and turned on the heater.

It was pitch black inside the car, and the man had no intention of turning on the lights.

Not far away, the dim yellow street lights shone on the concrete road, and even the place where Bo Shaojin parked his car could be faintly illuminated by some light.

An Yin's heartbeat quickened, and the chain in his palm was slightly covered with sweat.

"Give it to me." Bo Shaojin turned his head, his eyes deep.

An Yin turned her head in confusion and saw the man's eyes fell on her hand holding the chain. She tremblingly handed the thing to the man and said, "Here."

In An Yin's understanding, after midnight it is the first day of the new year, and children have to give red envelopes when they wish a happy new year.

But the man gave her a chain?
There was only one possibility, the man had put the things in the wrong place? An Yin thought to herself.

Bo Shaojin took the chain from her palm with his bony fingers and said, "Lift your feet up."

The man's tone was stern, accompanied by a domineering aura.

An Yin looked at the man in astonishment. Did she hear it wrong?

"Be obedient and lift your feet up." The man's voice sounded again.

"Why, why." An Yin moved back timidly, staring at the man with trembling eyes.

When Bo Shaojin saw her frightened look, the expression on his face became increasingly gloomy.

The next second, the man bent slightly and reached out to hold her slender ankle.

"Bo, Bo Shaojin, what are you doing?" An Yin looked at her closely with her bright eyes, her eyelashes flickering and covered with a layer of mist, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Bo Shaojin glanced at her face, easily took off her slippers and placed them at her feet.

An Yin pulled her foot back forcefully.

The man placed her feet on his thighs, and he held her ankles seemingly effortlessly. However, no matter how hard An Yin tried, she couldn't move them at all.

"Don't move." Bo Shaojin shouted harshly.

An Yin's whole body froze, and he didn't dare to move rashly.

The man lowered his head. After wrapping the cold chain around her feet three times, he carefully found the buckle and put it on. It took some effort. There were corresponding numbers inside the buckle, but An Yin couldn't see clearly as she leaned her head forward.

Next, after nearly a minute, the man let go of her hand.

The man calmly helped her put on her slippers again. In his eyes, the glittering anklet on her fair ankle looked somewhat charming, as if bewitching, arousing the desire in other people's hearts.

Bo Shaojin pursed his lips tightly, said nothing, and looked deeply at the little girl's exposed ankle.

An Yin did not notice the man's abnormality. She looked at the thing on her feet timidly.

Is this an anklet?

When she saw it for the first time, she thought it was a necklace because it looked a bit long.

So, this is the New Year's gift from the man? An anklet?
An Yin couldn't figure out what the man was thinking. After all, who would give someone an anklet on New Year's Day? She trembled and retracted her foot, stepping on the blanket in the car.

"Is this thing expensive?" An Yin stretched out her legs. In the dim light, the anklet still shone. She had no idea what this kind of thing was, nor did she know what material it was made of. But when she went shopping with Jiang Keke before, they would go to boutiques to have a look. Jiang Keke had no immunity to these things. She would buy whatever she liked. At that time, An Yin followed Jiang Keke and knew that the price was about one hundred yuan.

"It's quite cheap." The man said slowly.

Little did he know that it was cheap only for him. After all, he hired the world's top master to make this anklet, and the whole necklace was made of diamonds of extremely high purity. It looked delicate and small, but it was actually very expensive.

Of course, Bo Shaojin could never tell her these words.

The little girl is very principled when it comes to money. If you give her something a little more expensive, she will definitely find a way to return it.

"Thank you for your gift." An Yin opened her delicate lips slightly and whispered softly.

Since the gift was not very expensive, An Yin did not hesitate and accepted it silently.

And she was also thinking about returning the gift.

Since the man gave her a gift, she must express her gratitude. At the moment, she was penniless and it was the middle of the night, and the shops had already closed.

Seeing her gloomy face, Bo Shaojin looked unhappy. A hint of gloom flashed across his cold face. "Don't you like it?"

He narrowed his eyes, and his clear and calm gaze fell on her.