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

Chapter 485 Jiang Keke? Break up?

"Dong dong."

Just when An Yin was in a dilemma, there was a knock on the door. She acted naughty and cute, stuck out her tongue, and stood up impatiently, "Maybe the courier has arrived, I'll go open the door."

An Ying watched her daughter run away, her eyes dark, "Slow down, don't fall."

"Know it."

While she was replying, An Yin had already opened the door. After receiving the express delivery, she carried the heavy thing and placed it in front of the computer desk by the window.

"What a nice smell!" Before she even opened the bag, she could smell a very strong spicy aroma. An Yin happily opened the bag, arranged the food inside one by one, and placed them on the table.

When An Ying saw her daughter's greedy look, she reminded her, "Eat less strong-tasting food in the future." An Ying had a weak constitution since childhood, and would get diarrhea if she ate something unclean. Therefore, An Ying had always been very strict with An Yin's diet and did not allow her to eat anything she wanted.

"Just eat it once in a while." An Yin muttered softly.

Then, she opened the plastic lid of the spicy crayfish, and instantly, the whole room was filled with fragrance.

Anying put on the slippers provided by the hotel, slowly walked forward, and sat down on the sofa nearby.

An Yin handed over a box of lunch.

Anying took it.

Looking at the large plate of spicy crayfish filled with red oil, chili peppers, and some other seasonings, An Ying opened her mouth to remind her daughter to eat less, but looking at her daughter's happy face, she finally decided not to spoil the fun.

Anying only ate half of her lunch box and went to the bathroom to wash up.

An Yin was left alone, curled up on the sofa and enjoying her meal.

When An Ying came out of the bathroom, she saw her daughter's lips were red and swollen from the spiciness, her eyes were slightly tearful, and even her forehead was covered with sweat.

"Look at you, you're sweating all over." An Ying took out a tissue from the table and gently wiped the sweat from her daughter's forehead.

"It's delicious." An Yin became more and more intoxicated as she ate. The spiciness made her feel very comfortable. Her little mouth shrank as she exhaled, and even her cheeks were red, making her look delicate and lovely.

Seeing that there were only two or three shrimps on the plate, An Ying let her do as she pleased.

Then she came to the bed and lay down.

The scene during the day came to her mind again. After many years, the man was still as handsome and elegant as ever. An Ying gently stroked her pounding heart. Seeing him again, she was still moved.

Meng Heming.
This name has been engraved deep in her heart. Over the years, she has overcome one difficulty after another by relying on the beautiful years of her youth.

In order to prevent her daughter from noticing anything unusual, An Ying turned her head to the side, lowered her head, and deliberately slid her fingertips across the screen. The sounds of laughter in the short video covered up the emptiness and melancholy in her heart.

In the corner, after An Yin finished eating, she began to clean up the leftovers on the table. Her hands were covered in oil, so she had to go back to the bathroom to wash them before carrying the garbage out.

"Can't you just leave it here?" An Ying spoke quickly when she saw her daughter was about to go out.

"No, the room will be filled with this smell soon." An Yin responded.

Ms. An has had mysophobia since she was a child. In order to let Ms. An have a good sleep tonight, An Yin had to carry the bag and go out.

When she came to the corridor, she looked around and didn't see any trash can, so she could only walk towards the elevator.

Walking in the straight corridor with red carpet with floral patterns on the floor, An Yin felt a little nervous. After turning the corner, she arrived at the elevator room.

She tightened her grip on the things she was holding and lowered her head a little. When she saw someone coming towards her, she became nervous.

Finally she arrived at the elevator. She went to the corner and saw the trash can at a glance. She was about to put the lunch box in it when she heard a muffled sound coming from the elevator.

Then the elevator door slowly opened.

An Yin had her back to the elevator and could not see what was happening behind her.

However, when a familiar voice sounded, An Yin froze in place.

"Hate it, we haven't returned to the room yet, stop touching me all the time." The girl's voice was soft and charming, with a hint of coquettishness.

The man beside her at this moment was looking at her with burning eyes, with strong desire in his eyes, "Keke, I can't wait." The man's words were spoken with a sense of urgency. While speaking, his strong and powerful hands had already wrapped around Jiang Keke's waist and then moved upwards.

The man looked very honest, but when facing Jiang Keke, the impatience in his eyes was very obvious.

"Wait a minute, asshole."

"cocoa."

In an instant, Jiang Keke snuggled in the man's arms, and neither of them noticed that there was a panicked little girl standing in the corner.

After throwing away the garbage with trembling hands, An Yin quickly left the elevator. When she was about to turn the corner, she secretly poked half of her head out and saw the figure not far away.

The two have been friends for many years, and An Yin will not admit his mistake.

That was Jiang Keke. At this moment, she was leaning in a man's arms. An Yin was sure that the man was definitely not Bo Cheng.

Could it be that Jiang Keke has broken up with Bo Cheng? If that's the case, isn't it a good thing? After this thought came to her mind, An Yin heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that Jiang Keke had finally figured it out, and she was also relieved for her friend.

An Yin stood in the corner and stopped when she saw them reach the end. Then the two of them entered the room.

An Yin then walked back to the door in a good mood. After knocking on the door, An Ying opened the door in a few seconds. When she saw her daughter smiling, An Ying looked puzzled, "Why are you so happy just to go out and throw away the garbage?"

An Yin happily followed An Ying to the bed and whispered, "Haha, I just discovered a secret."

"What secret?" An Ying asked, tilting her head.

"Since it's a secret, you definitely can't tell it." An Yin kept it a secret.

An Ying saw her daughter's cunning look and shook her head helplessly. It was understandable for children to keep some secrets in their hearts.

"Go take a shower quickly." An Ying pushed her daughter who was lying on her back on the bed and urged her.

"I know." An Yin jumped up and walked towards the bathroom.

An Ying felt relieved when she saw the peaceful smile on her daughter's face.

Ever since she gave birth to her daughter, she has hoped that her daughter could live a carefree life like a normal child. As for the lack of fatherly love, she would make up for it in her own way.

Over the years, seeing her daughter becoming more and more sensible, An Ying felt satisfied from the bottom of her heart. She only hoped that her daughter would live a simple life, and after graduating from college, she would marry into an ordinary family.

As for Mr. Bo today, just think of him as a piece of scenery in my daughter’s youth.

Bo Shaojin has extraordinary conversation skills. Even if this kind of young man gets married and has children in the future, he will definitely pay attention to the matching of family backgrounds.

Anying is addicted. Her daughter has been innocent and kind since childhood and is not suitable to marry into a wealthy family.