Corridor.
Bao Shaojin’s tall figure stood at the doorway, his back leaning against the wall. Between his fingers appeared a cigarette at so point, with smoke curling into the air and gradually dispersing into the surroundings. In an instant, the area was filled with the sll of smoke...
From inside the room ca the delicate and gentle sounds of a woman’s inhalation, making it easy to guess that Aunt Zhang was applying dicine to her.
After half an hour, the door was opened from the inside.
Aunt Zhang ca out first, and when she caught a glimpse of the Eldest Young Master’s figure, she paused slightly, then began to report on the injuries on the young girl’s body one by one.
After listening, Bao Shaojin’s frown deepened.
An Yin stood properly behind Aunt Zhang, not daring to raise her head to see the man’s reaction.
"Got it." After Aunt Zhang’s report, Bao Shaojin only uttered a few words.
Aunt Zhang turned to give the young girl a look, seeing her in this scared and worried state, and sighed inwardly: the Eldest Young Master has a naturally stern face, honestly, it’s not scary!
However, she didn’t dare to voice her thoughts in front of the Eldest Young Master!
"Then I’ll leave first." Aunt Zhang said, preparing to leave the space for them when a sharp voice rang out again.
"Get her a tube of ointnt."
As he spoke, he extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand and threw it into a nearby trash can.
"Okay."
Hearing his command, Aunt Zhang turned and went back inside, coming out with a box in hand, which contained a new tube of ointnt.
This ointnt’s price was not available on the market; it was an exclusive recipe from an old Chinese dicine doctor.
Of course, An Yin was completely unaware of this.
Even Aunt Zhang was a bit stunned when she heard the Eldest Young Master’s words.
"Miss An, take it. Your body is covered with bruises, and if you don’t apply dicine, who knows how long it will take to heal!" Aunt Zhang advised earnestly.
"I can just buy a tube outside myself." An Yin waved her hand, showing resistance.
She had already caused the man quite a bit of trouble and couldn’t accept more from him.
"Aunt Zhang, give it to , you can go down now."
Bao Shaojin took the dicine box from Aunt Zhang’s hand expressionlessly.
"Alright." After saying this, Aunt Zhang left.
Holding the lightweight box in his hand, Bao Shaojin’s gaze fell onto the girl’s feet.
She wore a pair of white canvas shoes, her feet exposed, smooth and fair, and quite eye-catching. More notably, her shoes were wet.
He had arranged for clothes but forgot to get her shoes.
An Yin noticed the man hadn’t spoken, nervously raising her head to find him staring at her feet. She anxiously moved back but found a wall behind her, leaving no retreat.
"Brother!" An Yin took a deep breath and continued, "I want to go back to school."
She felt uncomfortable now, and she certainly couldn’t continue cleaning the cushion, as well as the ss she made in the shack...
She could no longer care about all this and just wanted to retreat to her shell, slowly comforting her frightened little heart.
"Let’s go, then!" Seeing her dejected expression, Bao Shaojin didn’t object.
Hearing his agreent, An Yin’s tense heart gradually cald down.
When she first ca to these villas, she was amazed by the scenery and uneasy about the unfamiliar environnt, never expecting to leave in such a sorry state.
Once in the car, Bao Shaojin placed her in the passenger seat.
It seed like he had so magical power over his presence, making anyone accept his dominance unconsciously, leaving no room for resistance!
After fastening her seatbelt, Bao Shaojin handed the dicine to her, "Take it."
There was a strong undertone in his words. Despite giving sothing to soone, he was so domineering!
"I said earlier, no..."
"Don’t make say it a second ti." Bao Shaojin interrupted her multiple tis, staring coldly at her.
The chill emanating from him made one’s heart tremble.
An Yin’s lashes trembled slightly, her eyes filled with unease. Slowly, she reached out to take the dicine box, "Tha-thank you!"
She never knew accepting sothing from soone could feel so aggrieved—such a stifling feeling!
"Good girl, very nice!"
Seeing her cheeky and naive expression, Bao Shaojin left a sentence with an unclear aning.
An Yin’s body stiffened.
How was she not being good?
Also, what right did he have to ask her to be good?
These questions An Yin dared not voice, only keeping them buried in her heart!
Despite feeling a bit rebellious, she still obediently put the dicine box into her small backpack.
He drove very steadily. The timid An Yin turned her head silently, looking out of the car window.
She wasn’t wearing socks on her feet, and her shoes were soaked, making them uncomfortable to wear. But she could soon return to school, so she’d just have to endure for a little longer.
She awkwardly shifted her feet, catching the man’s peripheral attention.
Moreover, there was one more thing she couldn’t ignore—her entire outfit was bought by the man. As for how much it cost, she didn’t dare ask...
At the mont, she needed to find a part-ti job to earn money to repay the man’s debt!
Right now, she needed to know the creditor’s na!
An Yin nervously gathered her courage, trying to speak in a gentle tone, "Brother, I still don’t know your na! Could you tell what you’re called?" She asked humbly and with embarrassnt.
No sooner had she spoken than the man cast a sharp glance at her.
Alright!
Very well!
So she never knew his na? No wonder she kept calling him "brother"...
"Didn’t Ah Cheng tell you?"
Bao Shaojin said in a deep voice.
Suddenly hearing the words "Ah Cheng," An Yin didn’t react for a mont. It took her three seconds of thought before she slowly replied, "He talked about you but didn’t ntion your na."
Bao Cheng only said he had an impressive cousin, nothing more. An Yin also didn’t ask further, after all, she wasn’t very familiar with Bao Cheng.
"Bao Shaojin, ’Shao’ as in ’young,’ ’Jin’ as in ’Jinyun Mountain’." Bao Shaojin’s tone was calm, even explaining his na in detail.
It was the first ti since his birth that he had introduced himself so formally.
In their circle, as long as others saw his face, they knew who he was without needing him to speak.
"Bao, Shao, Jin." An Yin repeated his na.
After speaking, she realized she had said it out loud, and imdiately covered her mouth with her hand, her face filled with panic.
Afraid he would be angry, An Yin secretly turned her head, finding the man looking straight ahead with no intention of paying attention to her, finally relieving her.
Her voice was gentle and soft, like the willow branches in spring brushing against her cheeks, giving a tingling and pleasant sensation, letting one’s mind drift!
Bao Shaojin never knew his na, when called out by soone, could evoke such a feeling.
As if his heart was being scratched, leaving a ticklish itch!
Just as his gaze deepened, she continued to mumble, "Then can I call you Brother Shaojin next ti?"
Bao Shaojin’s brows slightly furrowed, offering no comnt.
"Brother Bao is okay too?" An Yin, seeing his silence, continued to seek his opinion.
The man’s stern visage made An Yin wisely close her mouth, not daring to truly annoy him!
An Yin didn’t even know why she suddenly beca so bold, actually able to calmly discuss nas with him, when she should be afraid of him!
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