An Yin looked at Meng Sihan outside the car window, not knowing how to tell Bao Shaojin for a moment. She had a vague illusion that Bao Shaojin was angry....
"Speak, who are you with now?" Bao Shaojin's clear voice, wrapped with a coldness, came over.
An Yin's body trembled slightly.
An Yin mumbled, barely uttering a word, "I..." The next second, she found that her phone had turned off.
An Yin was stunned for a moment, feeling relieved, but this feeling didn't last long before she became extremely anxious, always feeling that Bao Shaojin would not let go of this matter.
Outside, Meng Sihan saw the cigarette in his hand burn out, threw it away, and got into the car.
"Talking to your boyfriend?" Seeing the little girl's face full of worry, Meng Sihan fastened his seatbelt, his expression carrying a hint of depth.
"No." An Yin shyly shook her head and denied.
Meng Sihan, seeing her flushed cheeks, sighed, "Do you like him?"
