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

Chapter 510 You

An Yin almost couldn't control her emotions and choked up, but fortunately she reached out and covered her mouth in time to prevent herself from making any sound.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly?" the man said softly. He seemed to treat her as a child, and his tone was unspeakably gentle.

An Yin put her hand down, took a sip of milk tea, and tried to calm herself down.

"I may have remembered the wrong number. I originally wanted to call my father." In order to conceal her real voice, An Yin spoke slowly and in a low voice.

The other party was silent for a few seconds before saying, "I did remember it wrong."

An Yin was afraid that the other party would hang up the phone, so she muttered, "Can you please not hang up?"

"why?"

When the man spoke, his tone was cold at the end.

An Yin spoke carefully, "I think your voice is very similar to my father's."

"." For some reason, Meng Heming on the other end of the phone felt his breath choke, as if a piece of his heart was cut out, and it hurt so much, "Okay!"

The little girl's words made Meng Heming think deeply.

"Thank you." An Yin said hesitantly.

"Can't you contact your father?" Meng Heming thought about it and finally came to this conclusion.

"Well, I haven't seen him." This is what An Yin really thought.

"Then how do you know my father's phone number?" Although the little girl remembered the wrong number and called him, Meng Heming was still very curious.

"I found it by accident. Maybe I have a bad memory and didn't remember it well, so I called the wrong number and called you." There was a hint of apology in An Yin's tone.

"Then we are destined to meet." Hearing the aggrieved voice of the little girl, Meng Heming hurried to comfort her. At the same time, he thought of the little girl as a child without a father, and couldn't help feeling more sympathy in his heart.

Destined?

An Yin held the milk tea tightly in one hand.

"How old are you?" Perhaps the little girl had not spoken a word, and thinking that the little girl missed her father, Meng Heming said loudly.

"Twenty." An Yin held the word back in her stomach. She was afraid that the man would guess her identity, so she became cautious with every word she spoke.

"Twenty?" the man repeated, and then said, "She's still a little girl!"

"I'm not a child anymore." An Yin retorted naturally.

"Heh" the man snorted, and it could be heard that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Although An Yin was not good at reading people's expressions, she could still hear the other party's straightforward teasing. Her cheeks puffed up, and she pouted her lips, saying dissatisfiedly, "Old man." She thought to herself in her heart, but she didn't expect that she would say these three words out loud.

An Yin stared at the phone in panic, very afraid that the other party would be angry. What if the other party ignored her?
When she was in a state of anxiety, a hearty laugh came out of the phone.

"Haha." Meng Heming laughed very happily.

In the milk tea room on the second floor, An Yin was so engrossed in the conversation that she had no time to pay attention to her surroundings.

Cheng Yi and Wu Juan were drinking milk tea comfortably at the seat next to An Yin. When they went upstairs, they saw An Yin in the corner. They saw that she was talking on the phone to someone, so they did not disturb her and went to the seat next to her. The room was not big, and everyone could hear the slightest noise. At this moment, there were only two tables of guests staying on the second floor, so Wu Juan and Cheng Yi could hear An Yin's voice clearly.

Wu Juan leaned close to Cheng Yi's ear and whispered, "Before you said that An Yin looked innocent, but look at the way she speaks, she is so pretentious."

Still speaking with a pinched voice? As Wu Juan listened, she felt her whole body go numb.

An Yin's voice was naturally tender and gentle, a characteristic of a Jiangnan woman, and at this moment she was still being pretentious. When others heard it, they just felt numb to the bone. No wonder Wu Juan would say this.

Cheng Yi looked embarrassed. She didn't expect An Yin to be this kind of person in private. "Okay, I was wrong."

"I guess she is flirting with a man." Wu Juan said seriously. She was afraid that the other party would hear their conversation. Wu Juan's lips were almost touching Cheng Yi's ear.

"This is someone else's private matter, let's not interfere." Cheng Yi lowered his head and took a sip of milk tea, then turned his head and glanced at An Yin behind him.

"Hey, aren't Coco and her good friends?" Wu Juan suddenly thought of a prank and took out her phone with interest. "Aren't Coco and An Yin good friends? I wonder if Coco has ever seen An Yin being so pretentious."

When Wu Juan said this, she had already taken out her mobile phone and turned on the video. She stretched out her arm and started filming An Yin's profile.

Cheng Yi watched this scene and wanted to stop it with fear, but when he saw Wu Juan giving him a warning look, Cheng Yi could only let her do what she wanted.

However, seeing Wu Juan recording the video unscrupulously, Cheng Yi was worried that An Yin would find out, so he kept paying attention to the back. It was not until Wu Juan had filmed for about a minute or two and An Yin was still chatting with her very harmoniously that Cheng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

After a few minutes, Wu Juan felt a little tired from holding her hands up. After clicking "pause" on the screen, she immediately sent the video to Jiang Keke.

[Wu Juan: Keke, did you know that your best friend has two faces? Haha, we saw it today. She is trying to seduce men. She speaks in a coquettish voice, which is so disgusting that I almost vomited my milk tea.]

After Wu Juan edited a long message and clicked send, she felt extremely relieved.

Cheng Yi came closer to Wu Juan and saw the entire message.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that. She didn't provoke us, so there's no need to bother with her."

Before Cheng Yi could finish his words, Wu Juan interrupted him, "Cheng Yi, which side are you on?"

When Wu Juan called her by her full name, Cheng Yi knew that Wu Juan was angry, so she immediately said in a gentle voice, "Okay, I was wrong, I'm on your side."

"That's better." Wu Juan's anger came and went quickly.

In order to ease the atmosphere between the two, Cheng Yi quickly changed the subject, "Keke just sent me a WeChat message, asking us to go out and play together tonight."

"That's great! I was worried that I would have nothing to do tonight." Wu Juan's eyes lit up and she said excitedly.

Cheng Yi looked at the other person with difficulty.

Seeing her friend remained silent, Wu Juan's smile gradually disappeared. "Do you have anything else to say?"

"Yeah." Cheng Yi didn't want to hide it, so he whispered, "I refused."

"Why?" Wu Juan grabbed the other person's arm tightly and shook it.

Cheng Yi's whole body shook as he spoke out his worries, "I feel like Coco has changed recently. I almost don't recognize her anymore."

"What do you mean?" Wu Juan was a straightforward person. She listened to the other party's confusing words with a frown on her face. She stared at the other party blankly, determined to make the other party speak out as a matter of course.