The aunt stood aside, watching Mr. Bao with his cold expression. She stepped beside the young lady, "Miss An, the white fungus porridge this morning is smooth and creamy. You can try it first." The most update n0vels are published on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵 "Okay." Upon hearing the aunt’s words, An Yin immediately sat up straight and smiled faintly. An Yin picked up the spoon, took a small taste, and a pleasant fragrance filled her mouth. Her eyes brightened as she continued to eat spoonful after spoonful. After Bao Shaojin finished the last bite of his toast, he laid down his knife and fork, lowering his gaze to watch the young lady eat with delight. The expression on his face gradually softened. This meal, An Yin mostly ate light dishes, and the man watched her the entire time, forbidding her from eating fried foods or heavily oiled meats. However, he underestimated An Yin’s appetite. Surprisingly, even just these light breakfasts made the young lady quite happy. An Yin followed the man to the hall, nibbling on her lips as she was about to say goodbye. Before she could lift her head, she saw the man stop, his sharp gaze sweeping over her. An Yin looked at him suspiciously, confusedly asking, "Where to?" Bao Shaojin looked at the young lady’s clear, innocent eyes, squinting slightly, speaking slowly, "To sell you off." Is this man making a cold joke? It’s not funny at all. He walked briskly ahead, his steps were steady, but not large, just enough to walk alongside An Yin. When they arrived at the parking lot, Assistant Lin was already waiting. "Mr. Bao, Miss An." After speaking, Assistant Lin opened the rear door of the car, gesturing for them to get in. An Yin looked at Assistant Lin and returned a smile. The man standing behind her saw this, and his expression turned colder. Assistant Lin, observing the man’s expression, felt very anxious, silently pleading: Miss An, please don’t smile at me, Mr. Bao’s stare is terrifying! Of course, the simple An Yin couldn’t understand Assistant Lin’s thoughts. After getting in the car, she tried to position herself close to the door, attempting to distance herself from the man. Bao Shaojin got in the car, his long legs crossed, revealing a faint air of nonchalance and weariness. An Yin glanced at the man secretly, then quickly turned her head away. The young lady wasn’t good at pretending, and her clumsy peeking was easily noticed by Bao Shaojin. Soon, the black Rolls-Royce drove out of the underground garage onto the asphalt road. An Yin looked closely outside, realizing that the car was heading towards the suburbs, and the roads were unfamiliar. She sniffled, feeling a slight itch in her nostrils. The man’s cold voice rang out. An Yin turned her head to see a white tissue being handed over by the man. Blushing, she accepted it, "Thank you." Then, she turned away, nervously trying not to make any noise. "Hmm... hmm..." She took a shallow breath and then exhaled through her nose, pressing the tissue tightly against it. In no time, the tissue was half-soaked. Driving, Assistant Lin had a strange expression; his dark eyes shifted, feeling quite stifled. As Mr. Bao’s assistant, he knew all too well how severe Mr. Bao’s cleanliness compulsion was. He had never seen anyone blow their nose in front of Mr. Bao before. Indeed, it had to be Miss An! An Yin held the soggy tissue and glanced at the man’s direction from the corner of her eye. "Put it here." Bao Shaojin pointed at the small trash bin inside the car. An Yin hesitantly stretched out her hand and tossed it into the trash bin as instructed by the man. Then, she apologized, "Do you have any masks in the car? It wouldn’t be good if I passed my cold to you." By the end, her head was lowered as much as it could be. "No need." Bao Shaojin looked at the young lady and spoke boldly. Since he had said so, An Yin did not insist further. Watching the car drive aimlessly, she couldn’t contain her curiosity, "Bao Shaojin, where are we going?" The young lady’s voice was always refreshing when she called his name. Her voice sounded as if coquettish, annoyed, and curious... Her expressions were colorful, and regardless of the scenario, it gave him a chill down his spine, and a strong passion rose within him. "Visiting an elder." His voice was tired. "Ah?" An Yin exclaimed in surprise, "Am I going too?" The young lady looked at him blankly. "What do you think?" Bao Shaojin looked at her coldly, as if he was looking at someone foolish. After hesitating, An Yin mumbled, "But I don’t know them. Isn’t it rude to go without being invited?" "As long as I know them." An Yin’s breath caught. The man’s simple words were full of ambiguity. What did he mean by that, as long as he knew them? Didn’t that imply that he and she shared a very close relationship? An Yin’s slender hand trembled slightly. She slowly placed it inside her pocket, not allowing the man to see her different demeanor. Seeing her stay quiet, Bao Shaojin’s deep-set face revealed a grim expression. After several twists and turns and passing through narrow mountain roads, the car finally stopped in front of a temple. The courtyard of the temple looked somewhat desolate from the outside, appearing old and shabby. However, upon reaching the entrance, they found the surrounding area impeccably clean. As they passed through the entrance, the temple buildings behind looked majestic and grand, forming a stark contrast with the courtyard in front. The rear was also very quiet, with flowers, trees, and temple buildings creating a picturesque scene. An Yin stood beside the man, looking at the solemn and dignified buildings. Her mood was filled with reverence but also great nervousness. "Bao, Bao Shaojin." An Yin fearfully stretched out her hand, tightly pinching the man’s clothing, "What are we doing here?" An Yin cautiously tiptoed, initially intending to whisper in the man’s ear, but found that even on tiptoe, she was still quite a distance from his height. So she could only hold onto his clothes, trying to get him to lower his head, but that proved unsuccessful. The man’s tall and straight figure stood still, like a towering evergreen tree, lush and somber. Just as An Yin finished speaking, a young monk appeared ahead, nodding slightly upon seeing Bao Shaojin, "Please come inside." Seeing the monk, An Yin clung to the man’s clothing, quickly hiding behind Bao Shaojin, peeping curiously from behind. In contrast to her timid demeanor, the young monk appeared calm. After speaking, he led the way ahead. "Don’t be scared, just follow me." Bao Shaojin turned slightly, his deep and cold eyes softening for a moment. Noticing the young lady clutching his clothing, he didn’t stop her, and instead, a hint of complex emotion surfaced on his proud face.