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.
