An Yin's entire mind was focused on the phone call, but it was disrupted by the man, who now wore a fierce expression. Although An Yin was scared, she was more determined to snatch the phone back.
Hanging up suddenly like that was very impolite. What if "Dad" wouldn't answer her calls in the future?
Thinking of this, An Yin sprung up on the sofa, a newfound determination shining in her eyes, "Give me back the phone." Her voice trembled, but her words were clear.
"Hmph..." Bao Shaojin didn't expect the usually compliant young girl to react so intensely. It was just a phone snatch, yet it transformed her character completely, from a meek rabbit to an enraged kitten. "Explain clearly, who was the person you were talking to?"
Bao Shaojin pressed closer, step by step, until the young girl had no retreat, her legs pressed against the sofa's back.
"Wha—what do you want?"
She watched the man stretch out his hand, and soon, his powerful fingers were pinching her soft chin.
