Immediately, she cheerfully skipped to his car, thinking the back seat had more space, and directly opened the back door. An Ying saw her daughter’s timid appearance and showed dissatisfaction in her eyes. Such a cowardly little thing! As for taking a man’s words so seriously? After An Ying and her daughter got in the car, they saw the man approaching the wheelchair, skillfully folding it up and putting it in the trunk. Once he got into the car, An Yin stared blankly at the back of his head, "Bao Shaojin, are you taking us home?" "Mm." He replied as the car had already started. An Yin’s big, rolling eyes watched the man’s rebellious profile, wanting to speak but hesitating. An Ying sat beside her daughter, observing An Yin’s expression closely. The car was heated, creating a stark contrast with the outside. After driving for a while, Bao Shaojin asked An Ying about her condition, and upon hearing she was fine, he quickly departed from the service area. An Ying didn’t expect the man to be so meticulous. By the time they arrived at the neighborhood, darkness was setting in. The only fortunate thing was that it wasn’t raining outside. An Yin lay against the car window, and as the car entered the neighborhood, she sat up straight immediately, joyfully exclaiming, "Mom, look, this road actually has street lights?" Before An Yin noticed, An Ying had already spotted the change. Not only that, the usually bumpy road was smooth as the car drove on it. An Ying slowly turned her head, looking at the road surface. It was evident that the road had been repaved with concrete and asphalt. "Wow, even the road has been fixed." An Yin was so excited that she almost jumped up. When the car stopped under her apartment building, looking at the newly renovated ground, she seemed not to recognize it and appeared astonished. The big trees downstairs had been pruned, leaving a stark barren appearance, and the once littered ground was now very clean. Moreover, brand-new street lamps rose, so people wouldn’t lose their way at night. Seeing these changes, An Yin sat dumbfounded in the car, forgetting to push open the door. Until the man opened it from outside. "Don’t just sit there, get out first." Bao Shaojin spoke up. All these changes made An Ying feel uncertain. While Bao Shaojin carried An Ying upstairs, the mother and daughter also noticed that the once dark corridor now had sound-activated lights. Bao Shaojin carried An Ying ahead. An Yin followed behind, as if visiting for the first time, often gazing around at the changes. Upon reaching the sixth floor, a man’s voice rang above her head. "The keys are in my pocket, come and get them." Bao Shaojin grinned. He could feel An Ying turning stiff in his arms, yet he remained composed, exuding a rare sense of relaxation. Compared to the man’s calmness, An Yin was completely stunned. Chapters fırst released on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 So after she fainted at home that day, did the man help keep her keys? Seeing her daughter’s face gradually redden, An Ying prompted, "Yinyin, open the door." Hearing Mrs. An’s words, a chill ran down An Yin’s spine. She walked hesitantly to the man’s side. Reaching out with a trembling hand, "Which side?" As soon as the man finished speaking, she swiftly retrieved the keys as fast as lightning. Once inserted into the lock, the door slowly opened. The room was filled with a damp odor. After An Yin turned on the lights, Bao Shaojin carried An Ying to the living room, "Aunt An, I’ll take you to your room first, okay?" "No..." An Ying initially wanted to refuse, thinking that if she stayed in the living room, her daughter’s slender body wouldn’t be able to carry her. She could only agree, "Okay, the room on the right." An Yin walked ahead, turning on the indoor lights in advance. After placing An Ying down, Bao Shaojin didn’t linger in the room and left immediately. An Ying watched the man’s composed demeanor, her face gradually growing more troubled. "We’ve bothered him a lot these days, thank him for me, will you?" An Yin agreed and deliberately slowed her steps as she walked towards the living room. Due to poor soundproofing in the house, An Yin worried that Mrs. An would hear their conversation, so she closed the bedroom door. In the living room, she looked at the man’s tall figure and suddenly felt that the room seemed quite awkward with him there. It seemed as if the small, cramped house couldn’t accommodate him at all. Just standing there gave off an imposing feeling. An Yin imagined that if he raised his hand a little, he could touch the ceiling. Bao Shaojin quietly watched the girl’s changing expressions, completely unable to guess what was on her mind. "The house is too damp, quickly turn on the air conditioner." Bao Shaojin observed, finding that the stains on the walls had not dried yet. "I’ll go find the remote control." An Yin began rummaging around the living room, ultimately failing to find it and had to ask An Ying for help. Bao Shaojin frowned gently at her confused demeanor. After the air conditioning was turned on. The room gradually warmed up. "Go to bed early tonight. No need to rush with the cleaning." Bao Shaojin reminded, seeing the girl’s tired face. Feeling exposed, An Yin incredulously raised her head to look at him, "Got it." Previously, water had entered, leaving a thick layer of dust near the window. Furthermore, even the tables and chairs were covered in dust. Originally, An Yin planned to clean up after the man left. Now, being told by him, and with the exhaustion of the journey, all thoughts of cleaning were gone. "Call me if you need anything." Bao Shaojin’s cold gaze glanced at the slender girl, falling silent for a moment before speaking. His magnetic, husky voice felt enchanting in the quiet night, stirring An Yin’s emotions. Despite what he said, An Yin didn’t reply. She lowered her head, not wanting him to see her nervousness, "Bao Shaojin, thank you!" She’d originally thought of many words to express her gratitude, but at the moment, it turned into a few awkward, simple words. Hearing her clumsy courtesy, the man’s expression changed, a heaviness settling in his heart, never having wanted her thanks. "Tell Aunt An I’m leaving and remember to sleep early." The low tone of his voice hinted to An Yin that he was unhappy. By the time she looked up, the man was standing outside the door, closing it. An Yin watched the closed door, her heart pounding again as if a force was urging her, and by the time she realized, she had already stepped outside. Seeing the empty staircase, she quickly descended. "Tap tap tap..." the sound echoed throughout the corridor. When she reached the third floor, out of breath, she saw the man standing there in the light.