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

Chapter 517 That’s all
An Yin looked at the man in a daze. After understanding what he said, she naturally followed him.

After Wu Yan noticed her actions, she quickly pulled An Yin's arm and asked, "Where are you going?" At this moment, Wu Yan was like a frightened bird.

"I" An Yin looked in the direction of the man.

Meng Heming met the little girl's gaze and his eyes fell on the little girl's wrist. At this moment, the little girl was being clamped by the other girl. Judging from the expressions of the two, it seemed that a conflict had arisen.

Meng Heming looked at Wu Yan with a stern expression, "Let's find a quieter place to talk."

Wu Yan looked at the strange man in front of her. There was a hint of chill on his stern face. Perhaps it was because the man's eyes were too sinister, Wu Yan's arrogant arrogance weakened a lot. "Okay."

Wu Yan finally agreed to the man's proposal.

The bustling streets were filled with laughter. When people walked on the streets and saw girls with outstanding looks, they couldn't help but take a few more glances. However, when Meng Heming appeared, the girls' eyes lit up and their greed was obvious. After all, the man looked very elegant. When he walked, his handsome face gave people a subtle impression of elegance. Coupled with the man's decent dress, he exuded a noble air.

The three of them walked through the crowd and came to the side of the road.

Wu Yan followed An Yin with a defensive look on her face. The next second, she saw the man walk to a Bentley car, and the driver standing outside personally opened the door for the man.

Meng Heming let An Yin get into the back seat first, and then he winked at the driver.

The driver saw Mr. Meng also got into the back seat, so he came to the passenger seat and opened the door, "Miss, please come in."

Wu Yan had never enjoyed such treatment before. When she heard others calling her that, her heart began to swell. She got into the car without thinking, and Wu Yan felt as if she had suffered a great shock in her heart.

When she saw the car, she guessed that the owner of the car was wealthy and her ex-boyfriend loved cars, so she also learned some knowledge about cars. The car she was sitting in now was a customized one.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan felt a sense of defeat in her heart. Why were all the girls that Gu Qingyun knew so noble? The more she thought about it, the more twisted Wu Yan's heart became.

Meng Heming's eyes wandered between the two little girls.

Wu Yan sat in the front seat. When she felt the luxurious interior of the car, the gap in her heart widened infinitely. Then, she thought of the money that An Yin owed her. Since the other person had such a strong background, she would not be polite.

Wu Yan turned her head, ignoring the man's cold aura, and looked directly in the direction of An Yin. "Since you met an acquaintance, let's not go to your school. Let him lend you some money."

Wu Yan said it as a matter of course.

"No." An Yin quickly rejected the other party's proposal.

"Why not? It's only natural to pay back debts." Her sharp voice echoed in the narrow space.

An Yin felt embarrassed when she heard this and forgot to refute for a moment.

Meng Heming sat next to the little girl, listening to their conversation. He turned his head and looked at An Yin's beautiful eyes. "Do you owe her money?"

For some reason, An Yin felt even more depressed after hearing the man's words, "Yeah."

"How did you owe her?" Although they had only met a few times, he was certain that the girl would not easily owe anyone a favor, and there must be some hidden story behind this.

"I" An Yin raised her head slowly, and couldn't help but glance at the passenger seat, and then said, "When I was drinking water, I accidentally splashed it on her body and her bag."

Meng Heming frowned deeply, "And then?" Wu Yan interrupted An Yin before she could speak, "My bag cannot get wet. Since it's damaged, she must compensate me at the original price." As she spoke, she tightened her grip around the bag, wishing she could hide it.

Meng Heming has been dealing with businesses in the mall for many years. The girl in front of him looked young, and he could tell she was lying just by looking at her for a few words.

"Let me take a look at the bag." Meng Heming said in a deep voice.

Wu Yan couldn't help but panic when she heard the man's words, and quickly hugged her bag tightly in her arms, "What do you mean by this?"

Meng Heming looked calm, "Not even a glance? Then how would I know how much your bag is worth?"

Wu Yan was scared. Before the man showed up, she could arrogantly ask him to pay her money. But the man in front of her looked like a worldly-wise man. He might be able to tell that her bag was fake with just one look.

"Hmph, you are going too far!" Wu Yan stretched out her hand and pointed at the two people in the back seat. After yelling, she pushed open the car door and ran towards the crowd.

Seeing this, An Yin immediately spoke up, "I'll...

An Yin was about to reach out to open the car door when Meng Heming stopped her and said, "Sit down."

When An Yin heard the man's deep voice, she stopped pushing the car door. She bit her lip, and the bottle of mineral water in her hand was deformed by her.

"If this bag is really valuable, would she not let me see it?" Meng Heming analyzed it with her seriously.

"I" An Yin's mind was confused, and her bright eyes blinked. It was obvious that she also realized this problem.

Meng Heming then asked, "How much money did you give her just now?" The reason why Meng Heming was sure that the girl had paid the money was because she ran very quickly without any hesitation, which meant that she must have received some compensation before, and the amount was much higher than her bag.

An Yin stretched out her finger and compared.

When her slender white fingertips stretched out weakly, a layer of frost appeared on Meng Heming's forehead. "One thousand?"

"Seventeen thousand." Her voice was so soft that it sounded almost like a mosquito at the end. If you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it clearly.

Seventeen thousand?

Meng Heming straightened his body, his deep eyes fell on the little girl's frail body. Looking at the aggrieved look revealed between her brows, he felt a sense of distress in his heart.

"Forget it." He sighed, "Just consider it as a loss to ward off disaster."

An Yin felt very uncomfortable. From the man's tone, she knew that she had been cheated. Thinking about the money she had saved with great difficulty, and giving it to someone else like that, her mood fell to the bottom.

Meng Heming looked at the little girl, who was listless and lifeless, and couldn't help but be curious, "How much do you plan to compensate them?"

"She said that her bag cost 26499." An Yin stammered guiltily, "I gave her all the money in WeChat, and I plan to get the rest in cash from the school."

An Yin explained his thoughts.

The driver in the driving seat heard the conversation between the two and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the little girl was so kind-hearted. If she stepped into the big melting pot of society in the future, wouldn't she be bullied until nothing was left of her?