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

Chapter 561 Love
"Yeah." Shi Qing nodded, then pointed at the hanging skirts and said, "Newly bought?"

"Yes." An Yin was very happy when she mentioned this matter, "Three pieces for one hundred yuan."

"One hundred and three pieces?" Shi Qing looked at the other party in shock. She took a few steps forward and looked at the skirts carefully. Normally when they bought things, there would be some loose threads at the collar or the cutting place, but these skirts in front of her were perfect no matter from which angle they looked at them.

"Yes, that store is about to close down and is clearing out its stock." An Yin said regretfully.

After much difficulty, she found a store that sold good quality products at low prices, but it turned out to be facing bankruptcy. An Yin thought it was a pity.

"Oh." Shi Qing finally dispelled her doubts. Stores that were about to go bankrupt would occasionally sell their merchandise at low prices. Most of her clothes were bought when stores were clearing out their stock. Shi Qing had a deep understanding of this.

However, what made Shi Qing curious was that when the store was clearing out its stock, there would either be some unsaleable large sizes or some ugly items left over. However, these pieces of An Yin were all very finely crafted in terms of appearance, quality, and workmanship. It didn't seem like they would be left until the very end to be cleared out.

Of course, Shi Qing also knew that An Yin had no need to lie to him.

Seeing Shi Qing staring at the skirt, An Yin thought that she also wanted to buy it. She looked at her hesitantly, "Is there a skirt you like here? How about I return one to you?"

Shi Qing's thoughts were pulled back. She was about to refuse the other party. When the words came to her lips, she seemed to have thought of something and whispered, "Is it okay?"

"Of course." An Yin nodded sincerely, "I think I bought too much. You can choose."

Shi Qing looked at the skirts in a flash, her eyes fell on the last black suspender skirt. She didn't expect An Yin to choose this bold and unrestrained skirt.

Seeing the other person looking at the skirt, An Yin hurried forward and took it in her hand, smiling shyly, "I plan to give this to my mother."

"It's very beautiful." Shi Qing praised.

"Haha, I think so too." An Yin felt that Ms. An would look very, very beautiful in the dress. In her eyes, Ms. An had never worn a skirt of this style before. Ms. An mostly wore cheongsam-type clothes, as well as Chinese-style clothes, which were a bit revealing. An Yin discovered that Ms. An had never worn these before.

This time when she goes home, she must make Ms. An wear it! Just thinking about it makes An Yin feel very funny.

"You choose first. Any one will do for me." Shi Qing looked at the remaining two pieces. Both were knee-length skirts, but with slightly different styles and colors. To Shi Qing, material possessions were not important, and she didn't care much about dressing up.

An Yin knew that Shi Qing didn't like trouble and didn't like to be shy, so she pointed to one of the skirts and said, "I'll choose this one." To her, it didn't matter which one she chose.

The Buddhist attitude of the two people was fully displayed at this moment.

After making the selection, Shi Qing transferred forty yuan to An Yin.

"Just send me thirty-three yuan." An Yin said as he looked at the red envelope sent by the other party.

"You go and buy it, and you can use the remaining few dollars as errand fee."

"Ok."

After each of them chose a skirt, An Yin put it away and then remembered that her cell phone was not turned on. She went to the desk and saw that the phone was already charged to 40%, so she unplugged it.

After turning on the phone, she saw the missed calls in the message list. She was confused and thought that something might have happened to Ms. An at home. When she hurriedly clicked to open the call, she found that all the missed calls were from Bo Shaojin.

"Buzz."

While she was stunned, her cell phone happened to ring. An Yin was so scared that she almost dropped the phone. When she saw the name on the caller ID, her heart rose to her throat.

She answered the call tremblingly.

"What happened just now?" The man spoke in a completely interrogative tone.

"The battery ran out and it suddenly shut down." An Yin said softly.

There was silence for a while, and then after a long while, he asked faintly, "You haven't answered my question just now."

"W-what?" An Yin asked stupidly. When she finished asking, she remembered the man's question, "Buying things with friends."

An Yin thought about it seriously. The relationship between her and Meng Sihan seemed like that of friends. They got along well with each other. The most important thing was that An Yin felt very comfortable when she was with him.

In the past, she was very resistant to making friends with men. After all, after just a few days of being together, those boys would confess their love to her.

Meng Sihan is different. He is like another self. When An Yin is with him and listens to him describe his parents, although she cannot empathize with him or understand him, she can feel the emptiness and loneliness in his heart.

Because she sometimes feels like this. She has never had fatherly love since she was a child, and like Meng Sihan, she has never stopped longing for fatherly love.

"friend?"

When An Yin was stunned, the man uttered two words in a cold voice.

An Yin was a little confused about the meaning of the man's words.

"An Yin."

The man suddenly called her name seriously.

An Yin stood in front of the desk with full concentration, her whole body tense. She always felt that what the man was about to say was very important. An Yin waited and waited, but there was no sound in her ears. She thought the other party had hung up the phone. When she took a look at the phone, she found that the two were still on the call.

So the man just remained silent.

"Is there anything else?" An Yin asked with a trembling voice, feeling uneasy.

"Let's talk about it when we meet."

The man took a deep breath, as if he was restraining something.

"Yeah." An Yin suddenly felt empty in her heart. Just now, she even had a little expectation, always feeling that the man seemed to say something very abrupt, but he didn't.

After hanging up the phone, An Yin took the phone back to bed, thinking about the meaning of Bo Shaojin's words just now in her mind.

He just called her name, why was she so nervous at that time? An Yin covered her pounding heart.

What was she expecting just now?

Thinking of this, An Yin rolled around on the bed shyly, trying to suppress the throbbing in her heart. Ever since she made her feelings clear, she could no longer treat Bo Shaojin with a normal heart. As long as she stood in front of him, her eyes would always fall on the man involuntarily. Even a simple word from the man would give rise to endless fantasies in her.

Is this love?

For An Yin, who had never been in love, this feeling was very distressing. At the same time, she felt that she had become very sensitive and her mood was completely controlled by the man. This feeling made her very scared.

She was afraid that if she got too deep into it, she would end up like Ms. An.