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

Chapter 382: Back-to-School Gift

In the elevator, An Yin looked up at the silent man beside her.

The man stood under the white light. From her perspective, she could vaguely see a white light pouring down from the top of the man's head. The man looked like a god who had descended to earth, with a noble and outstanding appearance.

After An Yin looked at it for a few seconds, her heart seemed to burst out of her chest. She lowered her head quickly and spoke tremblingly, "The car just now was fine. Why did you change it?"

An Yin really couldn't understand.

"Too small." Bo Shaojin glanced at her sideways.

Small?
An Yin thought for a moment and thought of the scene of the man sitting in the car.

The space in this car was indeed a bit small for a man, so she obediently stopped asking any more questions.

The two took the elevator to the top floor, and when the man entered his fingerprint on the door lock, he did not rush to open the door.

"Hands up."

The man's voice was cold.

An Yin looked at the man in confusion, with both hands raised.

The man looked at her innocent appearance, and his cold face gradually softened. "Press here with one finger."

The man motioned to her.

An Yin did as he was told.

After everything was done, An Yin finally reacted.

Is this man entering his fingerprints?

"Okay, use your fingerprint to unlock it." Bo Shaojin looked at the little girl's expression of sudden enlightenment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

An Yin stretched out his hand blankly, the fingerprint lock made a "ding dong" sound, and the door slowly opened.

Seeing this, Bo Shaojin took the lead and walked inside.

"Follow me."

Following the man's cold voice, An Yin was stunned, then followed the man happily.

When I arrived at the entrance, the man had already changed his shoes. He was now bending over and taking out a pair of brand new pink cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet. "Put them on."

An Yin is like a puppet, she does whatever the man says.

At this moment, she followed the man to the hall with a nervous mood.

In the center, there was a beige sofa with the man sitting in the middle. An Yin stood beside the sofa with a trace of confusion on her face. She looked around and found that the overall layout of this house was completely opposite to the man’s previous home.

The man’s previous residence was mainly in black and gray tones, and the interior layout was simple without any unnecessary decorations.

But the house she was in at the moment was full of freshness and liveliness. The curtains were even covered with cartoon characters, which instantly made the entire hall vivid and full of warmth.

This is really not a man's style.

"Like it?"

Bo Shaojin leaned back on the sofa, his sharp eyes staring directly at the little girl's pure and fair face.

"W-what?" An Yin withdrew her gaze and met the man's deep eyes in a daze.

"Do you like this house?" Bo Shaojin reiterated.

An Yin thought the man was simply asking about her impressions of the movie, so she didn't think much about it and blurted out, "It's pretty."

Bo Shaojin looked at her deeply and said nothing more.

Compared to the silent man, An Yin's mind was full of questions at the moment. She walked to the man and asked, "What are we doing here?" "You'll know soon." Bo Shaojin glanced towards the aisle.

An Yin stared at the man carefully with her bright eyes, trying to find some clues from his face, but the man had a cold and arrogant look and no emotion could be seen on his face.

An Yin lowered her head in frustration. At this moment, she seemed to smell the scent of Chinese medicine. She sniffed and felt the smell becoming stronger and stronger.

She looked in the man's direction, "Do you smell anything strange?"

The little girl pulled a pouty face, and it was obvious that she didn't like the taste.

"No." Bo Shaojin denied it flatly.

Seeing the man's indifferent expression, An Yin thought she was overthinking and began to ignore the matter, but the smell always drifted into her nostrils.

Bo Shaojin saw that she was always looking around, so in order to divert her attention, he spoke again, "There is a back-to-school gift on the coffee table."

"Back to school gift?" The man said, and she naturally looked towards the coffee table.

There was a black plastic bag on it. Usually when she went to the small roadside supermarket to buy things, the boss would use similar bags to pack things.

When seeing the plastic bag, An Yin always felt a little uncomfortable, after all, this thing was made by a man.

An Yin wanted to refuse the man's gift, but when she saw the bag, she couldn't say no. She came to the coffee table, slowly squatted down, and easily untied the bag. She saw a pure white bag, and An Yin's eyes lit up.

The bag was very small and there was no logo on it. An Yin reached out and touched the surface of the bag, which was smooth and shiny.

"Before I went to pick you up, I happened to see someone selling bags on the roadside, so I bought one." Bo Shaojin's calm face swept towards the girl's profile.

"How much?" An Yin asked habitually.

"Sixty." Bo Shaojin's eyes darkened. In the past, when he faced the most difficult decisions in the business world, he was not as impetuous as he is now.

Thinking of the little girl's haggling mentality, he could only lower the price.

sixty?

An Yin looked at the exquisite and small bag and always felt that this bag did not look like something worth only a few dozen dollars. However, there was no need for a man to deceive himself, right?

"Thank you." An Yin stammered.

After much hesitation, An Yin decided to accept the man's kindness.

Thinking about the New Year gift the man gave her last time, she still owed him a return gift. In that case, she would choose a more expensive gift next time.

When Bo Shaojin saw that she accepted it, a faint light flashed in his dark pupils.

"Mr. Bo, the medicine is ready."

A kind voice sounded in the quiet hall.

An Yin stood up hurriedly and looked in the direction of the sound. He saw a middle-aged woman standing not far away with a bowl in her hand.

From what she said just now, it seemed like medicine?
An Yin looked at the man dully.

"Put it here." Bo Shaojin said.

"Okay." The aunt walked steadily to the coffee table and put it down gently. When she looked up, she saw the figure who was squatting on the ground just now standing next to Mr. Bo. The little girl had a peerless face, and the pure innocence she exuded made people happy. The aunt smiled faintly at the other party.

"This is An Yin."

After hearing Mr. Bo's solemn introduction, Auntie's face froze for a moment, then nodded, "Hello, Miss An."

"Hello, hello." An Yin replied stutteringly.

At this moment, her eyes were all on the bowl of medicine on the coffee table. Didn't she smell a pungent odor before? She asked the man, but he denied it.

At this moment, she was quite sure that the stinky smell came from this bowl of medicine.