"What do you want to ask?" Bao Shaojin saw through the little girl's thoughts, and he had already guessed what she wanted to ask.
Encouraged by the man, An Yin asked, "Assistant Lin, is my mom okay?" Yesterday, Assistant Lin had taken Ms. An home, and after Ms. An got home that evening, she sent a WeChat message to her. At that time, An Yin was already lying in bed, glanced at it, but didn't reply.
Her feelings were complicated.
She loved Ms. An very much, but she also yearned for fatherly love. Under the impact of these two feelings, her mind always mixed with some negative emotions when facing Ms. An.
Assistant Lin was driving, looking straight ahead. Upon hearing An Miss's words, he straightened up and said, "Rest assured, Ms. An is fine. When I took her upstairs, she even asked me to bring some of your luggage and stuff, which is in the trunk. I'll get them for you later."
"Okay, thank you."
Assistant Lin's words warmed An Yin's heart.
