"What is it not?" Bao Shaojin frowned as he looked at her.
Just then, her phone rang.
Their thoughts were interrupted.
An Yin glanced at the screen, stood up, and walked towards the window as she answered the call.
"Are you going to work tonight?"
The voice on the other end was Shi Qing’s.
"Yes." An Yin agreed without a second thought.
The young girl chatted non-stop on the phone, and Bao Shaojin watched her.
After finishing the call, An Yin quickly returned to the man’s side.
"Bao Shaojin, I have to go now. I wish you a speedy recovery." An Yin looked at him apologetically, her expression sincere.
Bao Shaojin gave her a cool glance and finally spoke softly, "Assistant Lin will take you there."
An Yin initially wanted to refuse, but the place was really remote, and it might not be easy to get a cab without someone to take her, "Alright, thank you."
After that, she walked towards the door, and perhaps in her haste, turned back to glance at the man. His tall figure sat there amidst the quiet, giving off a sense of loneliness.
An Yin’s brow furrowed with a hint of worry.
The man usually treated her well, and now that he was ill, could she really leave him alone in the hospital room?
Though it was a short distance, An Yin’s heart struggled for a long time.
When she reached the corridor, with the door in sight, it felt as if her feet were glued to the ground, unable to move.
Inside the hospital room.
Bao Shaojin’s sharp eyes fell in the corridor’s direction, his intuition telling him that the girl hadn’t pushed open the door and was still inside.
His warm, low voice echoed particularly loudly in the silent room.
An Yin, standing at the door hesitantly, felt her heart pounding when the man’s voice reached her, her cheeks turning even redder.
Even the hand holding the door handle subconsciously tightened.
After that, the man didn’t rush her.
A while later, An Yin took out her phone and sent a message to Shi Qing.
She wouldn’t be going to work tonight, and asked Shi Qing to help her request a leave.
A second later, Shi Qing sent back a single word.
With the warm air turned on inside, An Yin felt her back getting sticky in no time, and a light sheen of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She wiped it with her hand, her palm damp.
Not sure if her nerves or the heat were to blame, standing there was getting her nowhere, so An Yin took small steps, turning towards the man.
When she emerged from the corridor, Bao Shaojin’s tense expression slowly softened, though he couldn’t see the girl’s expression since her head was lowered.
An Yin returned to her original seat slowly, the man’s earlier words, "An Yin, stay," giving rise to different thoughts, but she dared not let her mind wander.
Perhaps the man was just bored being here alone and asked her to stay?
It must be that, An Yin reminded herself constantly.
"Aunt Zhang specially prepared strawberries for you; don’t let her kindness go to waste."
An Yin looked up slowly, only to find the man was also watching her. She quickly looked elsewhere in panic, "Oh."
She picked one up and put it in her mouth.
Staying by the man’s side felt suffocating!
She could only keep stuffing strawberries into her mouth to suppress the rising thoughts inside her.
"Tell me, where were you planning to go so late?"
The man’s jawline tightened, keeping a concern about her going out at night.
"I... I..." An Yin stuttered, repeating a single word, not being good at lying, she mumbled, "I’m working part-time." The latest_epɪ_sodes are on_the 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑~𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖾~𝖓𝖊𝖙
For a college student to have a part-time job didn’t surprise Bao Shaojin.
But knowing her timid nature, he was curious about what kind of job she had found.
"Where?" Bao Shaojin asked nonchalantly.
An Yin remained silent.
Seeing her reluctance to speak, Bao Shaojin’s face grew more serious, and his eyes turned sharp.
The girl sat motionless like a mute, leaving only a pair of anxious eyes darting around.
Outside, the soft sound of rain pattered against the car window, making a "thud, thud" sound.
"Speak clearly." The man glared at her, the coldness between his brows indicating she was hiding something.
Under his relentless questioning, An Yin straightened up, her star-bright eyes meeting his, "A bar."
Once she said it, An Yin felt much more at ease.
Her previous hesitation to speak was for fear of being judged by the man, as in most elders’ eyes, a student working part-time at a bar could draw criticism.
His eyes darkened, as if he heard wrong.
"Yes, a bar." An Yin repeated.
The man’s gloomy face revealed a restrained chill.
"What do you do there?" Bao Shaojin asked, suppressing an inexplicable anger.
"Just a regular waitress job, standing at the private room doors, opening or closing them for customers." An Yin’s clear eyes blinked innocently.
Discussing this job showed no signs of grievance on her part, indicating she hadn’t faced any issues at the bar so far.
The hand that hadn’t received an injection lightly tapped the bedsheet, while his dark, cold eyes glimmered with an almost obsessive tint.
An Yin, unaware of his strange mood, answered without hesitation.
Bao Shaojin noted down the name and asked, "How long have you been doing this part-time job?"
From there, their conversation turned into a series of questions and answers.
While chatting, someone’s stomach inconveniently rumbled.
An Yin felt so embarrassed she wanted to dig a hole and hide in it.
Bao Shaojin looked at the blushing girl, picked up the phone from the bedside table, and coldly asked, "Prepare a dinner."
An Yin hadn’t expected he would call about this and quickly said, "No need, I’ll just grab something to eat back at school." But she realized he’d already hung up by the time she finished speaking.
An Yin pouted, feeling frustrated.
She didn’t expect Assistant Lin to act so quickly; not ten minutes after Bao Shaojin’s call, he walked in with an exquisite lunch box.
"Miss An, the dining room is this way." Assistant Lin knew how fastidious Mr. Bao was about tidiness; the hospital room even had three living spaces for attendants, including dining and tea rooms...