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

Chapter 564 Let’s talk

When An Ying saw Aunt Zhang's actions, her eyes became moist.

Over the years, she has faced all the ups and downs alone, and there has never been anyone to support her. Since Aunt Zhang came to her house, there has been a little bit of human touch in the home.

Soon, Aunt Zhang came over with a wrung-out hot towel.

"Wipe it."

An Ying took it obediently, "Thank you."

"Is the matter settled?" Aunt Zhang did not say it explicitly. After spending some time together, the two of them had already formed a certain tacit understanding, and some things did not need to be stated.

"Let's talk about it." An Ying said. After wiping her hands, she consciously picked up the ginger tea.

Aunt Zhang nodded with satisfaction, "It's better to talk about it. You can't force feelings."

An Ying's eyes moved slightly, her expression slightly sad. She picked up the cup and took a few sips of ginger tea to hide her inner melancholy.

The two of them have been together for a long time, and Aunt Zhang can naturally sense that An Ying is worried, and her worry must be related to a man, maybe even related to An Yin's biological father. It can be seen that An Ying has never gotten over her past relationship over the years, otherwise she would not be so deeply worried.

Aunt Zhang has seen many love-crazy people. When she worked in the Bo family, she witnessed the second young master Bo Xun being crazy about love. Although she has not experienced unforgettable love, she has seen the birth and the collapse of love from the second young master. Later, Aunt Zhang felt that love was a luxury for anyone in the Bo family.

The longer Aunt Zhang stayed in the An family, the more worried she became about An Yin. She was afraid that An Yin would follow in the footsteps of certain people. After all, the Bo family was considered a prominent family in T City, and any woman who could match them had to get the nod from old lady Bo.

There was silence in the narrow living room for a long time.

After Anying finished her ginger tea, she put down the cup and frowned slightly, "Girls should not be kept when they grow up!"

Aunt Zhang felt uncomfortable when she heard this. "The child has grown up and has his own opinions. It is impossible for him to obey his parents in everything." As someone close to Mr. Bo, Aunt Zhang certainly wanted to say a few good words for her master, but she couldn't be too obvious, so she could only remind him indirectly.

"Sister Zhang, please tell him that my daughter Yinyin's studies are the most important thing right now, and please ask him not to do anything excessive." After weighing the matter over, An Ying said tactfully.

Aunt Zhang lowered her head guiltily. Although Mr. Bo was usually nice to her, as a servant of the Bo family, she always remembered her identity and was not allowed to interfere in anything of her master's business. Anying asked her to pass on a message. Although it was an elder's advice to the younger, it was another matter when it came from her mouth to Mr. Bo's ears.

Seeing that the other party didn't say anything, An Ying knew that she was embarrassing him, so she said, "Forget it."

Aunt Zhang couldn't bear it and said, "Don't worry, my husband is a sensible man. He won't do anything stupid." As she spoke, her voice became weaker.

Although Mr. Bo usually speaks in a cold and sarcastic manner, once he makes up his mind about something, his obsession may be even worse than that of the second master of the Bo family.

Although the two chatted for a few minutes, it did not relieve An Ying's depression.

An Ying did not sleep well that night. She was worried about her daughter, and on the other hand, she was afraid that someone would come to her house. Under the double pressure, An Ying felt dizzy and drowsy the next morning.

After getting up, Aunt Zhang went to the kitchen to cook porridge. When she was done, she saw that An Ying's bedroom door was still open, and her heart tightened. An Ying didn't have the habit of sleeping in. Usually, after getting up, if the weather was good, she would go to the rooftop to walk and breathe fresh air. At this moment, An Ying's bedroom door was closed, and it was obvious that she didn't leave the room at all.

Aunt Zhang walked anxiously to Anying's door and knocked on it.

There was no sound inside.

Aunt Zhang knocked again, but there was still no response. She could only turn the door lock without permission. Seeing a bulge in the quilt, she knew An Ying was lying on the bed.

Aunt Zhang took a few steps forward and came to the bedside. She turned on the bedside lamp in the dim light and soon saw An Ying's red cheeks. "What, what happened?" After saying that, Aunt Zhang reached out her hand to the other's forehead. After touching the hot forehead, Aunt Zhang immediately lifted the quilt.

"Wake up?" She pushed the other person.

An Ying felt a splitting headache. When she opened her sleepy eyes, she saw Aunt Zhang's concerned face. "Sister Zhang," she called out weakly, her face pale. It was obvious that she was listless and had no energy at all. Even her voice sounded a bit weak.

"You have a fever." Aunt Zhang hurried to the window, opened the curtains, and turned off the lights in the room. "Can you still get up? We have to go to the hospital immediately."

Touching the other person's hot body, Aunt Zhang paced back and forth in the room. Then, remembering that the other person was still wearing pajamas, she hurried to the closet to organize a set of clothes.

"I am fine."

Seeing Aunt Zhang coming and going in a hurry, An Ying felt that her figure was vague and she even had no strength to raise her eyes. At this moment, she just wanted to take a nap.

Seeing that An Ying was being stubborn, Aunt Zhang pretended not to hear her. Looking at her clothes soaked with sweat, Aunt Zhang struggled to help her up. When An Ying was still dazed, Aunt Zhang had already helped her change her clothes.

Seeing that An Ying was dazed, Aunt Zhang quickly turned around and made a phone call.

An ambulance drove into the dilapidated neighborhood and quickly attracted the attention of the neighbors. Everyone gathered downstairs to see which family had the accident. They were surprised for a moment until they saw that the person being carried out was Anying.

After all, the people living in this community are mainly elderly people. Most of those of Anying's age have already moved out or bought houses outside.

As the ambulance left, everyone started discussing the incident, and most of them expressed regret.

Since An Ying moved into the community, everyone has been watching her every word and action. She is kind and gentle, and never says anything gossipy about her neighbors. How can we not admire such a gentle beauty who has taken great pains to raise her baby daughter?

Grandma Wu stood at the back of the crowd. As the sound of the ambulance became increasingly distant, she felt mixed emotions.

Some time ago, because of the house, she had caused a lot of trouble to the family, and even when it came to compensation, the family had no complaints. Thinking of this, Grandma Wu lowered her head in shame.

Well, she prayed that good people would be rewarded! She hoped that the other person would be healthy. They were all neighbors, and ordinary people had helped her a lot. If the other person really had an accident, Grandma Wu would feel very disappointed.

Downstairs, everyone chatted for a while and then dispersed. Every family has its own problems. While watching others having fun, don’t you have your own troubles?
A gust of wind blew, and the towering trees above my head dropped their emerald green leaves, which floated to the ground.