When An Yin heard the words "keeping a secret," her hands trembled slightly beyond her control. To hide this, she secretly tucked her hands behind her back. Bao Shaojin was an extremely perceptive person; her small actions had long been caught in the corner of his eye. The young girl’s emotions couldn’t be concealed at all, everything was written on her face. "I..." An Yin’s lips parted slightly, but just as she said a word, she caught the unique pine scent from the man, and she couldn’t bring herself to lie. Bao Shaojin wasn’t in a hurry either, quietly waiting. "Bao Shaojin, I promised someone not to tell, please don’t ask," An Yin looked down at her shoe tips. Bao Shaojin’s eyes gradually turned icy, "Alright." An Yin didn’t expect him to agree so readily; she suddenly looked up at him in disbelief, "Then can I leave?" "I won’t ask what you’re going to do, but I must accompany you," Bao Shaojin warned with a sinister tone. Even though she didn’t want the man to follow her, his domineering attitude forced her to compromise. An Yin originally wanted to change back into her own clothes before going out, but thinking of how Jiang Keke told her to hurry up, she left wearing the clothes she had on. In her bedroom, the wardrobe was filled with clothes for all seasons that matched her aesthetic preference without being flashy. An Yin didn’t see any logos on the clothes, so she didn’t know their exact prices. She always chose the simplest set. What An Yin didn’t know was that all the clothes prepared for her by Bao Shaojin were exclusively tailored from top luxury brands, not available in the market, and each piece had significant collectible value. After they changed their shoes, the two of them arrived at the elevator entrance together. As the elevator doors slowly opened, they stepped inside one after the other. Bao Shaojin’s tall and strong figure enveloped the young girl under his wing. "Your hand is injured, maybe it’s better not to drive?" After entering the elevator, An Yin’s gaze fell once more on his bandaged hand, with visible concern in her eyes. "I’m not as weak as you think," Bao Shaojin looked down at her, his dark eyes deep and stubborn. "..." That’s not what she meant at all, did he really have to retort? An Yin pouted, looking quite dissatisfied. "How about you learn to drive, so in the future, you can drive in such situations," Bao Shaojin suddenly suggested, his dark, cold eyes flickering with an unnoticeable emotion. An Yin’s heart pounded like a roar, "N-no." She finally uttered a word after a long pause. What did the man mean by that? There was a faint hint of intimacy in his words. Fortunately, at this moment the elevator doors slowly opened, but just as a slit appeared, An Yin eagerly squeezed through it. As soon as she lifted a foot, her nape was lifted up as if she were a little chicken. "Bao Shaojin!" Her soft cheeks puffed slightly, resembling a little blowfish, "Let me go." The young girl was clearly very angry, but the words from her mouth lacked any menace and were instead soft and tender, making others want to bully her even more. Chapters fırst released on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥 Bao Shaojin’s eyes darkened, the raging tide of scorching feelings in his heart surged, his sharp irises fixed on the fair skin of the back of the young girl’s neck, a picture of a beauty emerging from a bath suddenly flashed in his mind. Instantly, his body tensed, with a noticeable... With a stern face, Bao Shaojin escorted the young girl to the car, and before she could react, he stuffed her into the passenger seat. He then turned and walked towards the rear of the car. Once freed, An Yin reached out to touch her nape, relieved in her heart. Even though her earlier move was a little dangerous, the man shouldn’t have grabbed her! An Yin sat in the car for a while without seeing him, she turned her head and saw him standing in the corner. The man held a cigarette between the fingers of his uninjured hand, and right now, he was facing away from her, making it hard for An Yin to see his facial expression. His back exuded an aura of noble coldness. An Yin tilted her body, her clear and bright eyes staring at the man. As she continued to stare, her heart began to race, feeling inexplicably nervous and restless. "Bao Shaojin!" An Yin’s mouth unexpectedly called out his name as she looked at his dominant stature. Realizing her abruptness, she shyly turned her head, cradling her flushed cheeks with her hands. What was wrong with her just now? An Yin anxiously gripped her seatbelt tightly. The man squinted his ruthless eyes, releasing a puff of smoke that conveniently veiled his blood-red eyes, while the veins on the back of the hand holding his cigarette bulged, indicating how much he was restraining the wild thoughts in his heart. Ever since he caught a glimpse of the young girl’s delicate body, his impure thoughts were growing increasingly uncontrollable. Over the years, he hadn’t involved himself with any women. For him, achieving success in work was far more thrilling, and as for women, they were nothing more than optional existences in his eyes. He once thought he would spend his life with an equally matched woman, living with mutual respect, and he indeed planned to do so since, to him, women were mainly for procreation. Just when he believed he would follow the life path he had set for himself, the young girl unexpectedly intruded into his life, and with the identity of Bao Cheng’s girlfriend... He raised the cigarette in his hand, took one last deep drag, and the surge of stimulation cleared his mind. After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he tossed it into the trash can. The lighting in the underground parking garage was intermittently bright, responding to the slightest sound. When he walked over to the driver’s seat, fastened his seatbelt in one fluid movement, he hadn’t looked at An Yin sitting next to him from the moment he sat down. Both carried complex emotions until the car started, and Bao Shaojin asked with an air of confidence, "Where to?" An Yin paused, recalling what Jiang Keke said. She took out her phone from her pocket, opened WeChat, and saw the location sent by Jiang Keke. Her voice buzzed softly as she spoke, "’Blue Print Hotel’." The next moment, the hand resting on the steering wheel tightened slightly, and the bandaged gauze began to bloom with red, seeping into his palm. To avoid letting the young girl notice, he moved his hand to his knee. "To see Ah Cheng?" Bao Shaojin sneered coldly, the black suit he wore accentuating his dark chill. As she listened to the man’s deep voice, An Yin’s heart immediately filled with anxiety. "Speak," Bao Shaojin commanded without starting the car. In the oppressive atmosphere, the man’s cruel eyes scanned her as if looking at an inanimate object.