"Then why did she come to see you?" An Yin always felt that her words sounded interrogative, but since she had already spoken them, there was no taking them back. She clasped her hands tightly, her thumbs twirling around each other, trying to ease her inner unease. "She must have her own motives." Bao Shaojin lowered his eyes, his tone lazy yet carrying a hint of mystery. An Yin racked her brains for a while, remembering how passionately the woman had been staring at someone just now. She felt a sudden breathlessness, "She, she likes you?" The young girl had her head down, so Bao Shaojin couldn’t see her expression, but he could hear a trace of disappointment in her words. "I wouldn’t say like," Bao Shaojin sneered coldly. This involved the interests of the families. The young girl’s thoughts were simple, and she couldn’t understand the convenience brought by arranged marriages between influential families, nor could she understand that business marriages did not actually require love. Living together with mutual respect could last a lifetime. An Yin looked at the man in confusion, "If she doesn’t like you, then why did she come to see you?" The young girl was too curious. Bao Shaojin turned his head away, not answering her endless questions, his gaze falling on the fruit plate with apples that seemed gnawed by a dog, "Did you cut these?" The man changed the topic, and after a moment of confusion, An Yin followed his gaze and looked, shyly nodding, "Yes." The apples were cut into uneven lengths and sizes, which showed that she rarely cut fruit normally. "Don’t cut them anymore." With her knife skills, it’s hard to guarantee she won’t cut herself in the future. An Yin let out a muffled hum, venting the dissatisfaction in her heart. The young girl’s cheeks puffed up slightly, looking rather cute. An Yin couldn’t refute the man, so she could only take an apple and vent her anger, nibbling on the apples in the plate in small bites. Bao Shaojin furrowed his brows, "Do you still have to work tonight?" An Yin almost couldn’t keep up with the man’s train of thought, the topic changing so quickly, suddenly back to her having to work again. The man’s expression gradually turned dark. An Yin finished eating the fruit and stood up, "I’ll wash the plate clean." Before the man could speak, she quickened her steps and rushed towards the inner room. Bao Shaojin thought for a few seconds and finally picked up his phone to make a call. "Check on the ’Night Charm’ bar." As he hung up the phone, the young girl walked out of the room, not only that, she was wearing a thick down jacket. "Bao Shaojin, I have to rush back to school," An Yin said, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Was she in a hurry to leave? Bao Shaojin’s lips pressed tightly together. Seeing the man silent, An Yin couldn’t guess what he was thinking. She spoke again, feeling both cautious and fearful, "I want to find a part-time job this afternoon." "Are you short of money?" Bao Shaojin’s gaze was dark and cold as he looked at her. An Yin bit her lip, not knowing how to begin. The situation at home was too complex to explain in a few words. The young girl looked troubled, and Bao Shaojin already had an idea in his mind, "Do you need me to find you a job?" He could directly give her money, but from what he knew about the young girl, she would definitely not accept it. Despite her seemingly weak and easy-to-bully appearance, she was as stubborn as a bull when it came to money matters. "No need, I can find one myself." An Yin smiled slightly, her eyes curved like crescents, her bright and beautiful smile as splendid as summer flowers. The man’s voice was magnetic and deep. An Yin occasionally glanced towards him, finally murmuring before she left, "Bao Shaojin, I wish you a speedy recovery from the hospital." The young girl’s eyes were bright and clear, and as Bao Shaojin glanced sideways and met her sparkling eyes, a strong undercurrent surged through his heart. He knew this feeling too well, his expression changing slightly. "Assistant Lin is at the door, he’ll send you to school." His voice inexplicably turned cold. An Yin was dumbfounded for a few seconds, responding with an "oh" as she walked towards the door, starting to grumble internally: Why was he so moody, his expression looked so fierce! As An Yin left, it was Assistant Lin who personally saw her off. In the ward, Bao Shaojin’s face was dark, there was still half a bottle of medicine left in the IV bag, and his gloomy eyes flowed with a rich and intense desire. The next second, he pulled out the needle, put on his slippers by the bed, and walked towards the bathroom. As he walked, his breathing became heavy, and his brows looked extremely cold. An Ying was wearing a winter qipao, the skirt reaching her knees, exposing a section of her fair calf. Passersby slowed down to take a few glances. An Ying’s work seemed simple. Whenever someone came to the showroom to view the premises, she would brew a cup of hot tea to offer to the guests. She had been working continuously for a while, and although standing for long made her legs sore, she could bear it and get through. Most of the salespeople working here were young, full of vitality, and seeing them inevitably reminded An Ying of her daughter. In the tea room, An Ying put some tea leaves into the pot, but before she could start the next step, urgent footsteps came from outside. An Ying straightened up and looked towards the door. "Sister An Ying." A tall and thin man ran in from outside, looking a bit excited. Seeing An Ying brewing tea, he came closer and continued speaking, "Our boss is in a generous mood today and is treating all the staff to a big meal tonight." The man was exuberant, his dark eyes shining brightly, clearly happy from the bottom of his heart. An Ying chuckled softly, "That’s a good thing." The young man noticed that after announcing such exciting news, the woman in front of him remained indifferent, as if nothing could interest her. Suddenly, he had an idea, "Sister An Ying, don’t you want to go?" Honestly, An Ying had no desire to join in this excitement, but facing his eager eyes, she carefully replied, "My legs are a bit sore, I’d like to rest at home." Seeing this, the young man looked troubled, "But we were told that this event requires full attendance, even one person missing would cancel the event automatically." An Ying didn’t expect such an overbearing clause, leaving her speechless. "Sister An Ying, please join." An Ying didn’t have the heart to spoil her colleagues’ mood and nodded reluctantly. Hearing this, the young man immediately let out a sigh of relief and turned to run towards the showroom. Watching the young man’s back, An Ying’s lips curled into a faint smile. Next, everyone’s work became even more enthusiastic, some humming the most popular songs at the moment, and An Ying felt the lively atmosphere, her mood also lightening up. Around six o’clock, the showroom closed. Everyone got ready to leave, following the directions of the real estate division manager, to board the special vehicle dispatched by the boss. Everyone crowded into a big bus, An Ying, being gentle by nature, stood at the very back. Just as it was nearly her turn to board, the real estate division manager suddenly spoke. Orıginal content can be found at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 "An Ying, let’s take this car." The real estate division manager was a maturely dressed woman, looking quite serious. An Ying rarely spoke with her.