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

Chapter 472 Good boy

"Well, good boy!" Uncle Ma nodded with satisfaction.

The little girl in front of me looked very erratic, and even though we only talked briefly, I could tell that she was timid.

An Yin looked at the things in her hand, feeling very sorry. Her eyes flickered and she looked at the other person with her big eyes, "Can you leave me your phone number?"

Uncle Ma frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed through his mind.

Being with Mr. Meng, Uncle Ma has become accustomed to being cautious. After all, if the outside world wants to find out something about Mr. Meng, they can only do so through people around Mr. Meng.

As Uncle Ma has been with Mr. Meng for many years, he has become one of the objects of everyone's flattery.

However, Uncle Ma had a very strange temperament. He would always reject any advances from anyone with a cold face. Over time, everyone knew that Uncle Ma was a tight-lipped person, and it was impossible to find out anything about Mr. Meng from him.

At this moment, the little girl was looking at him innocently. Uncle Ma never gave his phone number to others easily, but now his heart softened and he gave out his own number.

An Yin felt overwhelmed after listening to the long string of numbers, and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I didn't bring my phone with me. Wait a moment, I'll go borrow a pen from the waiter."

Next, Uncle Ma saw the little girl hurriedly leaving. When she stood in front of him, she was holding a pen in her hand and panting, "Please report it again."

If it were any other time, Uncle Ma would have turned around and left long ago. After all, in his eyes, the matter concerning Mr. Meng was the most important, and other matters were not worth taking to heart.

Finally, Uncle Ma gave his phone number again.

An Yin took the pen and wrote on the back of her hand.

"Okay." After writing, An Yin blinked her eyes, with joy flowing in her eyes, as if this phone number was very important to her.

"Little girl, why did you leave my phone number?" Uncle Ma was just curious.

An Yin fluttered her long eyelashes, her eyes twinkled, and she smiled sweetly, "As a souvenir."

Uncle Ma didn't take the little girl's jokes to heart.

In fact, the reason why An Yin wanted the other party's phone number was because the old man's words just now, "a lonely old man", touched her heart.

She left the other party's phone number, hoping that she could buy some fruits and visit the old man when she had time. Although her idea was too risky, when she saw the old man's sad face, An Yin always felt a little bit reluctant.

It was as if the old man in front of her was her long-lost relative! She didn't know why she had such an idea.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, little girl, what's your name?" Uncle Ma looked at the little girl's face, his thoughts always a little distracted, and he couldn't help but ask her name.

"My name is."

An Yin had just said two words when someone pulled her shoulder the next second, and in an instant, she crashed into the man's strong chest.

Bo Shaojin was tall and slender, standing beside An Yin. At this moment, the little girl was held tightly in his arms, unable to move.

Uncle Ma looked at the man who suddenly appeared in front of him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly reacted and called out, "Boss Bo!"

Uncle Ma's tone was cold and distant. Noticing the little girl struggling in his arms, the expression on his face became serious, and even his brows revealed a bit of dissatisfaction.

"Bo Shaojin" An Yin looked up and stared at him in a daze. She obviously didn't expect him to come out to find her. Bo Shaojin ignored the little girl in his arms, looked at Uncle Ma opposite with a cold and arrogant face, and said respectfully, "Hello!"

The Meng family and the Bo family rarely deal with each other, but the outside world will give some face to the old servants around Meng Heming.

"Mr. Bo, you're too polite." After nodding, Uncle Ma looked at the panicked face of the little girl in the other's arms and couldn't help but say, "The little girl is very delicate, Mr. Bo, you need to be gentle with her!"

"Thank you for your reminder." Bo Shaojin's eyes were gloomy.

Uncle Ma felt that the situation in front of him was a little strange. He glanced at the little girl and then walked away slowly.

After Uncle Ma walked away, Bo Shaojin lowered his eyes and happened to meet the little girl's clear and bright eyes.

"I thought you were missing." Bo Shaojin opened his eyes suddenly.

At this moment, his cold palm fell on her delicate shoulders, and her petite body was enveloped by the man's strong body. When others saw it, they only felt that the little girl was nestling in the man's arms.

"I'm not stupid, how could I get lost?" While the man was not paying attention, An Yin moved her body quietly, trying to break free from the man's grasp.

How could Bo Shaojin not see through her little thoughts? He twisted her around and forced her to face him. He said coldly, "You are smart? Do you know the way back to the box?"

An Yin lowered her head guiltily and looked at him angrily, "You"

Under the man's gaze, An Yin could only suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart.

She had indeed wandered around the hall for a long time before. The interior decoration looked similar, and even the criss-crossing corridors looked the same. It was normal for her to get lost, right?
Bo Shaojin caught a glimpse of her expression and knew that he had guessed correctly. Soon, he noticed that the little girl was holding something in her hand. "Whose is it?"

Although she was angry with the man, An Yin still answered honestly in response to his question, "It was from the old man just now."

An Yin noticed that the old man seemed to know the man next to him. He called him "Mr. Bo" and she heard it clearly.

When Bo Shaojin heard her address, he frowned, "Don't you know him?" If he remembered correctly, Shen Jingrou had taken her to "An Zhai" where Meng Heming lived. Uncle Ma lived there all year round. Could it be that Uncle Ma was not at home when they went there last time?

"I don't know him." An Yin blinked, looking innocent.

It seems that his guess was correct. The little girl did not see Uncle Ma the last time she went to "An Zhai".

Seeing the man's cold and gloomy face, An Yin whispered, "Do you know each other well?"

"Not familiar." Bo Shaojin replied sinisterly. He caught a glimpse of what she was carrying and looked at her deeply. "From now on, you are not allowed to accept other people's things."

The man's voice was deep and domineering, revealing an irrefutable strength.

An Yin's face felt hot.

Did he mean to think she was a greedy person? Did he accept all the small favors from others?

Thinking of this, she felt aggrieved and muttered dejectedly, "Then shouldn't I return the things you gave me?" When she came to her senses, she realized the meaning of her words.

She froze in place, her hands tightened around the bag, and the pastries swayed a few times in the air.