When Bao Shaojin's inner anger gradually surged, the usually clear-headed man realized that the little girl had no relation to him. So, on what grounds could he demand that she call him?
Bao Shaojin's deep eyes glanced at the little girl, her jet-black hair cascading over her slender shoulders and falling scattered over her chest. As she moved, the ends of her hair swayed uncertainly.
The little girl had a delicate temperament, and Bao Shaojin always felt that even her hair seemed soft.
Regarding the incident where she almost got into trouble yesterday, Bao Shaojin had already learned the entire process from Assistant Lin. Having her summarize it was just to give her a gentle admonition and to warn the little girl to pay attention to her safety. However, when he saw her pure eyes, Bao Shaojin couldn't bring himself to say certain words.
He originally wanted to tell the little girl what she might have faced if he hadn't appeared with his entourage.
