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

Chapter 379: Meeting in the car
An Ying saw Aunt Zhang's attitude and quickly spoke in front of her, "Yinyin has to go to school and I'm going to the hospital for a checkup, so our schedules are perfect."

"I see." Grandma Wu suddenly realized, and then she pointed at the man and said, "Who is this?"

"Oh my, Aunt Wu, your tofu is so tender. If you don't bring it back home, it will probably break when you get home." Aunt Zhang couldn't help it and spoke after an exclamation.

Grandma Wu retracted her gaze and glanced at her bag suddenly. Then she noticed Aunt Zhang's sarcastic voice and felt a little unhappy. Thinking of the time when she carried clothes to Anying's house, the mother and daughter of the An family always greeted her with smiles, but Aunt Zhang in front of her always had a long face. Grandma Wu immediately lost the mood to ask questions and left angrily with her things.

Aunt Zhang snorted coldly when she saw the man enter the stairwell door.

Anying watched all this and said nothing.

Grandma Wu is a outspoken person. She likes to spread gossip if she hears or sees it. Despite this, she is not a bad person.

Living in the same building, they see each other every day. An Ying doesn't want to have any unpleasantness with others, so harmony is the most important thing in everything.

Bo Shaojin's car was parked against the wall.

Several people came to the front of the car.

Bo Shaojin placed An Ying in the back seat to make it easier for her to move around.

Aunt Zhang moved quickly and got to the back.

At this time, the man opened the passenger door, "Are you still standing there?" The man's unhurried tone revealed a hint of coldness.

An Yin glanced at the man and muttered a word hesitantly, "Oh." From the moment she saw the man, An Yin was in a daze, as if she had not yet recovered from the shock.

An Ying looked at the two people in the front seat calmly, her eyes as bright as autumn water flashed a hint of contemplation.

Inside the car, An Yin turned around and looked at Ms. An with a worried look on her face.

"Mom, let me go to the hospital with you."

Last night, Anying had already made the decision not to let her daughter go to the hospital with her.

"No need, just go to school with peace of mind. I'm just checking again, don't worry." Her daughter has been nagging since last night, and An Ying feels helpless.

"But I'm worried." An Yin said softly.

Bo Shaojin said, "After sending you back to school, I will take Aunt An to the hospital. After she has a follow-up examination, I will personally send her home."

The man looked at the road with cold eyes.

An Yin opened her thin lips slightly, and stammered that she didn't need to bother him, but when she saw that Ms. An was inconvenient, she hid her bitterness and said in a muffled voice, "Bo Shaojin, thank you."

After the little girl finished speaking, the man did not reply, but just frowned.

If there were no elders around, he would probably say: Don't be polite to me.

Soon, An Yin stopped talking.

Outside the window, the green plants planted on the roadside gradually began to sprout green branches.

The car stopped right at the intersection.

An Ying turned her head to the car window, and soon, a dark Maybach blocked her view. She casually glanced at the car body. The car had a strong private space, so she couldn't see what was going on inside the other car. Just as she was about to look away, she saw the window of the rear seat opposite slowly lowering in her peripheral vision. Perhaps out of curiosity, or perhaps because there was a voice in her heart calling her, she stopped looking.

The next second, she saw short black hair.

As the car window slowly rolled down, she saw the man's forehead, and then his eyebrows.
An Ying froze in place, her whole body shaking uncontrollably.

At this moment, Bo Shaojin stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like a wild horse.

An Ying was breathing rapidly. In order to ease the feeling of suffocation, she held the uninjured hand tightly, and her nails slowly dug into the delicate palm. A piercing pain came over her, which calmed her mood a little.

Fortunately, she turned her head to the side and the people in the car did not notice anything unusual about her.

After not seeing each other for many years, everything about the man has been engraved in her bones and blood. Although she did not see the man's full appearance, only his eyebrows and eyes, An Ying could conclude that the man sitting in the car was him!
The man she had been thinking about all these years!
On the other side.

After driving away from the intersection, Uncle Ma looked at the man who had been coughing in the back seat, and a worried expression appeared on his face.

"Sir, you'd better close the car windows. It will be troublesome if you catch a cold." Uncle Ma said earnestly.

In the back seat, the man was wearing a well-fitting Chinese suit, which highlighted his strong features. The fabric of his clothes was exquisite, revealing an air of luxury that was difficult to conceal.

The cold wind outside came into the car, gently blowing the man's hair on his forehead. The man's gloomy eyes flickered dimly behind his hair.

As for what Uncle Ma was saying, he seemed not to have heard it at all.

After the man stopped coughing, he raised his eyes and stared blankly at the empty road across the street.

Just now, he seemed to vaguely feel a familiar breath, and even his heart began to beat violently. It seemed that something very important was right in front of him.

The scenery outside the car window gradually changed from lush green trees to towering skyscrapers, but Meng Heming was still reluctant to look away.

Uncle Ma glanced at the other person through the rearview mirror inside the car. Seeing the other person's unhappy look, he felt bad. In order to divert the other person's attention, he casually mentioned, "Sir, I just saw the car that the head of the Bo family often rides in."

Meng Heming's dark eyes gradually closed in, his face froze for a moment, and his voice was clear and powerful, "Bo Shaojin?"

Uncle Ma, "Yes, he should be in the car."

Meng Heming's cold and proud face showed a thoughtful look, and he said lightly, "Old Madam Bo has a good vision!"

Uncle Ma understood.

This statement was apparently saying that Mrs. Bo had a keen eye for selecting an heir, but in reality it was praising the new heir of the Bo family for his excellent business skills.

It seems that the gentleman has high expectations for this young successor!
"Sir, since you value the heir of the Bo family so much, why did you never accept the invitations sent by the Bo family before?" Uncle Ma asked puzzledly.

After hearing Uncle Ma's words, a complex emotion flashed across Meng Heming's tough face, like resentment and guilt.

For a long time, Meng Heming did not speak.

When Uncle Ma thought the other party would not answer him, Meng Heming's voice was a little melancholy, "Wait until I find Ying'er one day, then it won't be too late to go!"

After Meng Heming said this, Uncle Ma was confused?
Uncle Ma did not continue to ask the reason. In order to prevent the other party from being immersed in the good old days, Uncle Ma tried not to mention Mr. Ma’s past as much as possible.

The past that Mr. Ma often thinks about has almost drained his body over the years. For the sake of his health, Uncle Ma remains silent at appropriate times!