"Let go of me." An Yin exclaimed, trying to push away the man's hand on her waist, but his palm seemed stuck to her and she couldn't move him at all.
"Watch your step," Bao Shaojin reminded her.
The man's voice made her tense, and she obediently followed his instructions.
When they reached his car, the man opened the passenger seat door, "Get in."
His tall figure stood by the car, and with him blocking her path and the car behind her, An Yin had no choice but to get in. As the door closed, she clutched the hem of her clothes tightly, anxiously watching the man get in from the other side.
Sitting side by side, not far apart, the unique scent of cedar wood from the man lingered around An Yin's nose, making her nervously look down.
The doubts in her heart remained unspoken.
Did the man come just because of her? If he was here for Yiyi, An Yin wouldn't believe it, as he hadn't even spared a glance at Yiyi since entering.
