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

Chapter 509 You Will Hurt Her

"Why?" Auntie frowned and looked at the other person with uneasiness on her face. "You should know that if you continue like this, you will hurt her."

The aunt complained earnestly.

Hearing his aunt's words, Ah Wu's straight back stiffened slightly, and his face gradually became gloomy. "As long as the lady needs me, I will not leave her side." Ah Wu repeated it again and again.

The aunt shook her head, knowing that the man was stubborn, "That's all."

After a long sigh, the aunt turned and left.

The aunt did not understand the love between young people. In her heart, she only hoped that the young lady could marry into the Bo family with honor and live a smooth life. But now, there was a hidden danger following her and she was at risk of being discovered at any time. How could she not worry?

How could two people who are in love listen to other people's unpleasant advice? After leaving the garage, the aunt adjusted her facial expression as quickly as possible. After all, the Su family was full of gossips, and she couldn't let anyone notice anything unusual. Besides, Master Bo Cheng was still at the Su family at that time.

In the garage.

The man leaned one hand on the shelf beside him, his gloomy eyes were tinged with a strong chill, and he trembled slightly when he raised his hand until he groped for a box of cheap cigarettes. He shook out a cigarette and put it between his lips. The next second, he picked up an old-fashioned lighter and lit the cigarette.

The curling smoke blurred his eyes, and after taking a few deep puffs, his complexion returned to normal.

In the yard paved with cobblestones.

When the aunt arrived at the hall, everyone in the Su family had already had dinner. Although Bo Cheng was not the head of the Bo family, just because he had the last name Bo, everyone in the Su family was very kind to him.

When Su's mother saw her aunt, she quickly asked her to go upstairs to see what was going on.

Auntie followed Su's mother's instructions and stepped into the second floor. She saw a figure walking towards her. The man had a gloomy face.

"Master Bo Cheng!" Auntie called out respectfully, and then she saw the man rushing down the stairs like a gust of wind.

The aunt realized something was wrong and didn't care about him. She hurried to the door of Su Jiaojiao's bedroom, only to see that the bedroom door was open and the curtains were drawn, so it was dim inside with only a few scattered lights.

"Miss." As an elderly person, her eyesight has obviously declined. The aunt came to the corner and opened the curtains. A dazzling light came in, and the room suddenly became bright.

"Auntie, is he gone?"

Aunt An turned her head and saw the young lady lying on the bed in a very miserable state. Her clothes had disappeared, her hair was scattered on the pillow and was very messy, and even the quilt on the bed was wrinkled. Thinking of the fact that Master Bo Cheng and the young lady had been in the room just now, and seeing the young lady's current appearance, Aunt An could already imagine what the young lady had just experienced.

"This, this" the aunt said two words in succession, and hurried forward to close the door.

"Auntie, has Bo Cheng left?" Su Jiaojiao said in a muffled voice, lying on the bed.

"I just saw him leave in a hurry. He must have gone." The aunt came to the bedside and with her sharp eyes she immediately noticed the red marks on the young lady's neck.

As a woman, how could I not understand where these things came from?

"Did he bully you?"

Su Jiaojiao bit her lip, tears streaking her eyes, "No." He didn't succeed. Just because she kept repeating the word "baby" in the man's ear, no matter how passionate the man was, he still took the child into consideration in the end. However, because she ruined the man's mood, he finally left in disappointment and left in a hurry.

"That's good." The aunt also knew that the young lady would not lie, so she walked towards the cloakroom and took out a nightgown.

After Su Jiaojiao put on the clothes, she covered up some of the marks on her body. Bo Cheng left in a huff this time, and he was still restless. Who knows, maybe he was going to find a confidante at this moment? Thinking of this, Su Jiaojiao's face finally relaxed a little.

She didn't want Bo Cheng to touch her, but the relationship between them meant that he was destined to touch her.

In order to remove the traces left by the man, Su Jiaojiao stood up and walked towards the bathroom.

***
After struggling for a week, An Yin went to the milk tea shop opposite the school early on Saturday morning.

Most students were sleeping in in the morning, and not many people were hanging out. After An Yin ordered a cup of milk tea, she went to the second floor and found a secluded spot to sit down.

Putting the milk tea on the small white square table, she quickly took out her cell phone from her pocket.

To give herself courage, she took a deep sip of milk tea and stuffed her mouth with pearls. She chewed for a long time. After adjusting her breath, she unlocked the phone and found the other party's number.

The string of numbers was already imprinted in her mind.

With trembling hands, she gently dialed the other party's number. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to raise her head and the call was still not made.

A voice came from the bottom of her heart: An Yin, don't be scared, haven't you always wanted a daddy since you were a child? Now the other party's contact information is in your address book, why are you backing off?
In the constant self-suggestion, An Yin held her breath, her whole body shaking uncontrollably, and she typed the other party's number.

"Dip, drip"

The moment the phone call came, she completely forgot to breathe, her mind went blank, and all the words she had prepared were forgotten.

"Which one?"

A deep and powerful tone sounded.

An Yin felt a little short of oxygen and her head was dizzy.

"Hello? Who are you?"

When the man's words came again, An Yin's smart eyes kept turning, and she racked her brains to think about how to respond to him.

"No talk? Then I'll hang up."

The other party patiently explained.

"No, cough, cough." When she heard the other party was about to hang up, she was eager to speak, but she forgot that there were still a few pearls in her mouth. She choked the moment she opened her mouth. Fortunately, after coughing a few times, she felt better, but her face turned a little red.

After hearing the soft voice on the other end of the phone, he was stunned for a moment. He always felt a sense of familiarity, "Do we know each other?"

An Yin was shocked. Did the other party discover her identity? Impossible? She forced herself to calm down and tried to adjust her breathing. Afraid that the other party would recognize her real voice, she deliberately clamped her throat and said softly, "I don't know him."

What An Yin didn't know was that at this moment her voice was soft and sticky, just like a baby's voice.

"If you don't know me, then why did you call me?"

After hearing her words, the man rarely lost his temper. Instead, he talked to her slowly and calmly.

"I" An Yin only felt a sour and astringent feeling in his throat, and a feeling of grievance surged in his heart, sweeping over him like a tide.