With this thought, the box in Bao Shaojin’s hand was already crumpled. The man’s breathing became increasingly heavy, and a hint of crimson appeared in his deep eyes. The next second, he agilely got out of the car. An Yin sat in her seat, not daring to move lightly. For some reason, the man before her seemed extremely terrifying. As she was lost in thought, the door on her side was already opened by the man, and his bandaged hand was wrapping around her side. An Yin held her breath, not knowing what the man intended to do. As soon as the seatbelt was undone and she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, her wrist was rudely grabbed by the man. In the next moment, she was dragged out of the car by him. "Bao Shaojin, you’re hurting me," An Yin staggered along, her brows lightly furrowed. With her soft, helpless voice, the voice-controlled lights around them lit up one by one. Bao Shaojin seemed not to hear her words and walked ahead with determined steps. The man’s pace was swift. An Yin almost had to run to keep up, and at this moment, he seemed to have lost his mind. His grip on her wrist was strong and powerful, and An Yin endured the pain, her rosy complexion turning pale. As she lowered her gaze, she saw that the bandage wrapped around the back of his hand had already turned a vivid red. Not only that, but the bloodstains had dyed her sleeve. "Bao, Bao Shaojin, your hand..." Out of breath from running, An Yin panted while shouting, yet no matter what she said, the man in front of her never responded. When they reached the elevator, the attendants on either side visibly paused upon seeing Bao Shaojin. "Mr. Bao!" the two bowed their heads, and one quickly helped press the elevator button. Bao Shaojin pulled the young girl into his arms, with a sinister expression on his haughty face. An Yin was frightened by his expression, especially since the hand he was using to pull her looked severely injured. She timidly stood next to him and mumbled, "What’s... what’s wrong with you?" As she spoke, there was a slight sob in her voice, and her delicate face showed deep fear. Bao Shaojin’s tall figure looked down at her with a cold, dismissive gaze, and his eyes did not lose their icy shine. As for his injured palm, which was bleeding, he showed no care. The elevator doors slowly opened, and he led her inside without hesitation. An Yin, pulled by him, almost stumbled but he caught her just in time. When the elevator doors closed, the two attendants outside took quite some time before straightening up, one of them cautiously speaking first, "Mr. Bao actually has a girlfriend?" "So what? These rich young masters always have flocks of women around them," the man sneeringly replied. "Did you notice Mr. Bao seemed injured?" "Do I look blind to you?" "What’s with the explosive attitude today? I haven’t provoked you, have I?" "Just feeling annoyed here. Some people are born at the top of the food chain, with beauties at their beck and call, while we stand guard day and night for barely any pay. People really drive you mad when compared!" The colleague sighed as he listened to the man’s complaints. Meanwhile, Bao Shaojin dragged the young girl all the way to his private suite without any obstacles. For someone of his status, privileges were a given wherever he went. Moreover, his compulsive cleanliness made it impossible for him to stay in a room that others had used. In the presidential suite. As the door closed, An Yin watched in horror the man’s ruthless demeanor. She wanted to escape his grasp. Each time she exerted force, a hint of madness crossed his cold, arrogant face. "Bao Shaojin, can you let go of me first?" An Yin sniffled, holding back her tears. Bao Shaojin, eyes bloodshot, dragged her straight toward the bathroom. Neither changed shoes as they walked over the carpet, through the corridor, to a door that the man kicked open. "Bang..." ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝔫𝔢𝔱 His wild act made An Yin shiver all over, and the tears gathering in her eyes started falling uncontrollably, drop by drop onto her clothes. "Get inside." Bao Shaojin’s deep voice carried a hoarse undertone, yet his words were delivered with a commanding tone. They entered the spacious bathroom simultaneously. An Yin looked around helplessly, memories flooding back—when she had risked entering the man’s room to save Shi Qing, almost suffering humiliation... Faced with him now, she looked up at his icy, cold, forbidding face, her body quivering uncontrollably. She couldn’t help but start crying. The man’s sudden forcefulness left her bewildered. She didn’t even know how she had angered him. An Yin stood at the door, pouting and crying softly. Her eyes, clear like autumn pools, shimmered brightly when met, her long hair casually cascading down, covering half her face. Bao Shaojin watched her tear-streaked cheeks, yet the turbulent storm within him did not dissipate. He released her wrist and forcefully pressed a pregnancy test into her hand, his attitude cold and hard, "You have ten minutes, come out after you’re done." His deep eyes hidden behind his bangs held a mysterious gloom. An Yin’s exquisite face was streaked with tears, rendering her pitifully beautiful. She, choking with sobs, fearfully shook her head as she looked at the crumpled box in her hand, "I don’t want to... don’t want to..." She wasn’t pregnant, so why needed the test? Bao Shaojin moved closer to her, grabbing her chin before she realized the danger looming, forcing her to look up at him. "An Yin, don’t push me!" His tall, robust figure loomed over her like a mountain, pressing down to where she could hardly breathe. The man’s deep, dark eyes were penetratingly cold. With just one glance, An Yin shivered as chills ran down her spine. Was the man adamant she take the test? An Yin reached out, trying to pry away his hand. Her beautiful rosy face was as pale as delicate porcelain, as if it might shatter at the slightest touch. The man’s sharp gaze fixed on her chin, and indeed, he hadn’t exerted much force, but the skin where he held her was already red and slightly swollen. The man’s expression grew even darker! "Behave, take the test, and then come out," he dropped these words, turning away and closing the bathroom door behind him. This left An Yin standing there in a daze, sadness hinted in her eyes. Her tightly closed lips were pale and dry. She had never seen such an overbearing, cold side of the man.