"Miss An!" Assistant Lin had a look of apology on his face and nodded.
"Assistant Lin." An Yin saw the guilt on his face and couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
Little did she know, Assistant Lin was uneasy because of the earlier interruption. He initially planned to welcome Miss An as usual, but Mr. Bao dismissed the idea with a simple, "There are many people outside; no need to step out of the car."
So when he saw Miss An wandering around like a headless fly, looking for Mr. Bao's car, he felt as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
However, this left him feeling deeply guilty.
Miss An is so delicate and weak; she deserves to be served wholeheartedly! Assistant Lin contemplated.
Inside the car.
As the door closed, despite the warmth inside, An Yin suddenly shivered.
An Yin tilted her head toward the man's direction, noticing his sharp eyes gleaming below his thick, ink-like eyebrows, as if they were a deep, cold pool radiating a frosty chill.
Did someone annoy him?
