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

Chapter 484 Fate

After class, An Yin received a call from Ms. An. She was happy but more worried.

Without bothering to take her backpack back to the dormitory, she ran straight to the school gate and took the bus to where Ms. An was.

Ms. An chose an affordable hotel. An Yin rushed to the hotel excitedly. When she saw Ms. An, she quickly walked in and looked her mother up and down.

"What are you looking at?" An Ying asked in a gentle tone and closed the door of the room.

When An Yin saw that Ms. An walked like a person with a limp, with one leg higher than the other, she felt distressed. "I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you." An Yin acted coquettishly, came in front of An Ying, took An Ying's arm affectionately, and wanted to help her walk.

An Ying let her daughter hold her, her eyes fell on her daughter's tender face. The little girl's high nose bridge looked very much like someone, and even the shape of her lips was somewhat similar to someone's.
"Why are you staring at me?" When An Yin turned his head, he saw the other person looking at him in a daze.

Ms. An looked at her as if she was the one she loved, with a tender and affectionate expression, which An Yin found very confusing.

Her thoughts were interrupted. An Ying calmly suppressed her agitated emotions and said, "Unconsciously, you have grown up to this size."

When An Yin heard what Ms. An said, she rolled her eyes at her. Ms. An was sometimes very sensitive, which made An Yin very uncomfortable.

"Gu Gu."

At this moment, An Yin's stomach rumbled at an inopportune time.

"Are you hungry?" An Ying came and sat down beside the bed, looking at her thin daughter, the love in her eyes was beyond words.

"Yeah." An Yin nodded seriously. Considering that it would take a long time to go out for dinner, An Yin's eyes sparkled, "Mom, shall we order some takeout?"

"This thing is not..." Before she finished saying the word "clean", An Ying met her daughter's clear pupils and finally nodded, "Order one." Her recovering foot was very sore and swollen at the moment, and it was indeed not easy for her to go out.

"Let me have some." An Yin put her backpack on the desk beside her, then curled up on the sofa to look at her phone, mumbling from time to time, "Mom wants a light diet, let's order a portion of Chinese cabbage and a bowl of Chinese yam soup, and spicy crayfish, it looks delicious."

An Ying leaned against the head of the bed, listening to her daughter's chattering, and said, "Order one." Her daughter had a strong taste and had no resistance to spicy crayfish.

"Yeah." An Yin cheered and quickly placed an order.

After ordering, An Yin put his phone on the sofa, took small steps, came to the bedside, and sat down in front of An Ying.

"Mom, why are you here today? Didn't Aunt Zhang come with you?" An Yin looked confused.

"I'm almost well now. There's really no need for anyone to take care of me anymore. Just let her go back." An Ying lowered her eyes. Although she felt reluctant to see Aunt Zhang leave, she could only pretend to be calm.

Aunt Zhang has a special identity. Although she has been taking care of Anying in public, she is secretly someone close to Bo Shaojin.

"Oh." Thinking of how Aunt Zhang had taken good care of Ms. An during this period, An Yin felt very sorry. However, she was more interested in Ms. An's schedule at the moment. "You haven't answered me yet. Why did you come to T City alone today?"

"I have something to do." An Ying said vaguely.

"What's the matter?" An Yin asked persistently, "I remember you said before that you came here to meet friends, today too?" An Ying didn't expect her daughter to remember what she said. She lowered her head, "Why, are you controlling your mother now?"

"No, I'm just curious." An Yin said hesitantly. Seeing that Ms. An really didn't want to say it, she didn't ask anymore.

A strand of hair slid down An Yin's cheek. Seeing this, An Ying reached out and gently brushed the hair behind her daughter's ear. Her movements were gentle, and her bright eyes revealed a look of love.

At this time, An Ying looked at her beautiful daughter in front of her, frowned slightly, and asked calmly, "How have you been getting along with Bo Shaojin during this period?"

"Mom," An Yin called out tenderly, her rosy cheeks burning, "We were just chatting happily, why did you suddenly bring him up?"

An Ying looked at her daughter's twisting and turning appearance, her heart was filled with turmoil. She knew her daughter very well. If An Yin didn't really care about her, she would definitely deny it at the first time, instead of rushing to change the subject like she was doing now.

"What? You can't mention it yet?" An Ying's eyes were as bright as autumn water. When you looked into her eyes, you would find that a complex and subtle look occasionally flashed across her eyes, making you feel that those eyes were like the stars in the sky, distant and mysterious.

"Of course not?" An Yin answered without any confidence.

For An Yin, any question about Bo Shaojin was enough to make her lose her composure.

An Ying's skin was whiter than snow, and it looked even whiter against her long black hair. At this moment, the light from the room shone on her face, making her look even softer. "Then tell me how far you two have come in your relationship?"

"Mom" An Yin called shyly.

"You are my precious daughter. I want to know about your emotional state, but that's not possible?" An Ying's beautiful eyes moved. Her soft voice reminded people of the clear singing of birds, gentle and moving.

"Between him and me," An Yin hesitated after thinking it over again and again, "it's not something that can be explained in a few words."

"Since it can't be explained in a few words, it doesn't matter. We can talk about it tonight under candlelight." An Ying's eyebrows were curved. Looking at her daughter's cheeks that were swollen due to eating, the smile on her face gradually widened.

"When did you become so gossipy?" An Yin lowered her head shyly, muttering in dissatisfaction.

"I'm only interested in your gossip." Seeing her daughter pouting, An Ying couldn't help laughing and said, "Tell me quickly, where have you guys progressed so far?"

When An Yin looked up, she was about to meet An Ying's curious eyes, and could only say helplessly, "He and I are really not what you think."

"What do I think?" An Ying saw her daughter's distressed face and continued to ask, "Yinyin, tell mom, do you like him or not?"

Anying wanted to hear a definite answer from her daughter.

The daughter in front of me is timid. Even if she meets someone she likes, she probably won't be able to recognize her own feelings at the first time. Instead, she will carefully analyze herself until she is sure of her inner thoughts, and then she will realize that she truly likes the other person.

This mentality is like a little turtle hiding in its shell, always timid and afraid to look directly at the road ahead.

An Ying sighed inwardly, her daughter was just like that!