The reason An Ying asked so bluntly was that the man gave her a very strong and domineering feeling. A man like that had an extremely strong desire to control, and her daughter in front of him was like a little lamb waiting to be fed. To tame her daughter would be an easy task for the man.
Bao Shaojin!
The surname Bao...
An Ying mulled over this surname repeatedly, and vaguely, she felt a sense of inexplicable familiarity. However, she quickly dismissed it.
The world is so big, how could there be such a coincidence!
Outside the window, it was pitch black, and tiny raindrops fell sporadically on the glass windows.
"Yinyin, you like him, don't you?" A hint of loneliness flashed across An Ying's thin face.
Her long black hair spread across the white pillow, smooth and silky like black satin, adding a touch of allure to her appearance.
After An Ying finished speaking, she slowly closed her eyes. Deep down, she already had an answer.
