The reason An Ying asked so bluntly was that the man gave her a very strong and domineering feeling. A man like that had an extremely strong desire to control, and her daughter in front of him was like a little lamb waiting to be fed. To tame her daughter would be an easy task for the man. An Ying mulled over this surname repeatedly, and vaguely, she felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity. However, she quickly dismissed it. The world is so big, how could there be such a coincidence! Outside the window, it was pitch black, and tiny raindrops fell sporadically on the glass windows. "Yinyin, you like him, don’t you?" A hint of loneliness flashed across An Ying’s thin face. Her long black hair spread across the white pillow, smooth and silky like black satin, adding a touch of allure to her appearance. After An Ying finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes. Deep down, she already had an answer. She had seen her daughter and Su Yifeng interacting before. Her daughter always kept a sense of propriety from start to finish, and even her tone of speech remained detached. But today, when her daughter faced that man, she showed some signs of dependency. Even when the man exhibited some ambiguous gestures of intimacy, her daughter did not resist... Unconsciously, a feeling of melancholy arose in An Ying’s heart. The little baby once in her arms had already grown into a young woman. While An Ying’s emotions went through a tumultuous journey, someone sleeping on the sofa was also feeling restless and uneasy. The words "you like him" from Mrs. An caused ripples in An Yin’s heart, keeping her mood unsettled. She was quite naive when it came to love between men. She asked herself sincerely, did she like Bao Shaojin? If only he didn’t seem so fierce, if his tone were softer, and if his attitude were not so overbearing, perhaps she might like him a little more! An Yin mused gloomily; thankfully, the room wasn’t too bright so Mrs. An couldn’t see her blushing face. "Yinyin, it’s normal to like someone at your age; I won’t interfere too much," An Ying said sincerely. She only wished for her beloved daughter to live a carefree life and for her future relationships to sail smoothly, avoiding a fate as tumultuous as her own, where she never found her true love. An Yin turned over restlessly, her eyes sparkling, "Mom, you’re so good." The relationship between her and Bao Shaojin was too complicated. To explain clearly, she would have to mention the matter of pretending to be Bao Cheng’s girlfriend, which would surely make Mrs. An think she was being mischievous. After pondering for a while, An Yin decided to keep it a secret for as long as she could. Read full story at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⁂𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⁂𝕟𝕖𝕥 Although An Ying listened to her daughter’s praises, she wasn’t happy at all. She respected her daughter’s privacy but also feared her daughter might trust the wrong people and get hurt. As An Ying was deep in thought, An Yin suddenly remembered something, immediately sprang up from the sofa, sat with her knees hugged, and asked with a pout, "Mom, you still haven’t told me the reason for your injury?" An Ying’s expression slightly paused, and she pretended to be relaxed, saying, "I got bumped while walking in the park, and then I fell down the stairs." In the afternoon, An Yin had already learned about An Ying’s injury from the deputy director, and now she said in disbelief, "Is it that park not far from home?" She often went there as a child, but the stairs in that park aren’t high at all? "No." Having told one lie required another to cover it up, An Ying finally understood this. "What other park is there nearby?" An Yin blinked her beautiful eyes. "Across the road from our neighborhood, they’ve built many new high-rises, and there’s a park there too." Luckily, she had overheard her coworkers mentioning that a huge park had been built near the mall when she went to work before. "Oh." An Yin mumbled. It was already late at night, and seeing that her daughter showed no signs of sleepiness, looking quite alert, An Ying guessed she wanted to know more. After a long sigh, An Ying continued, "The person who bumped me has the surname Su as well. He was the one who had me sent to the hospital, and the lady who stayed here to take care of me, Aunt Chen, was also hired by him." "That auntie’s attitude was bad. She bullied you." An Yin pouted, her face full of anger. An Ying didn’t dare tell her daughter that Aunt Chen’s attitude had been even worse before. To reassure her daughter, An Ying said softly, "Alright, she was just all talk, she didn’t really dare to bully me." "Hmph..." An Yin was still upset. An Ying’s eyes narrowed slightly, and she changed the topic, "How did you know I was in the hospital?" "Bao Shaojin found out." An Yin lowered her head, her voice muffled. An Ying’s pupils contracted in an instant, amazed at the man’s ability. An Yin slightly raised her head, staring at the side of An Ying’s face, seeing her calm expression, An Yin continued, "Initially, it was Grandma Wu who called me, saying that the windows at home weren’t closed, water got in, and it seeped into her house..." As An Yin spoke, her body slowly leaned forward. An Ying listened attentively and watched her daughter’s sleepy appearance, her eyes showing a touch of affection. "Mom, you have to take care, and always stay with me..." An Yin murmured softly with her eyes closed. Hearing her daughter’s words greatly moved An Ying, reminding her of the moment she fell from the building at the estate. She couldn’t accept it; if anything happened to her, her daughter would have to live a lonely life. Fortunately, she survived. An Ying turned her head with effort, the pain in her forehead making her more awake, but from this angle, she could see her daughter’s serene sleeping face better. The silent room was filled with a faint knocking sound. An Ying assumed it was a nurse coming for rounds and didn’t pay much attention. When she looked up again, she saw a towering and proud figure, a man who seemed to be enveloped in wind and frost, exuding a cold aura. "Aunt An." Bao Shaojin’s voice was deep and magnetic. Although he was addressing her, his gaze fell upon the sofa. The girl’s eyelashes were fluttering, her nose was prominent, and her tender lips were like petals. Her snow-white face, under the light, radiated a porcelain-like translucent glow. The girl slept soundly, and the blanket had slipped down to her legs. Bao Shaojin stepped forward and gently picked up the blanket, covering the girl. Watching the man’s meticulous actions, An Ying’s worries were not dispelled, and she said calmly, "Is there a reason you came so late?" "I was just passing by and came to take a look." As he spoke, his eyes were as deep as the sea. Who would believe that? You never know which words from adults are true and which are false. "Yinyin said it was you who helped her find me." As An Ying’s eyes flickered, a trace of unease surged in her heart. He replied in a deep voice. "Since you have that ability, you must know quite a bit, right?" His words carried a touch of probing. Even with the bandage on her forehead, it couldn’t hide her beautiful oval face.