"I'll take you there." Bao Shaojin looked at her with a cold expression, his domineering tone leaving no room for her to refute.
"I..." An Yin lowered her head and had just uttered one word when the man interrupted her.
"Do we really need to be so courteous between us?" Bao Shaojin gazed at the top of the young girl's dark hair, as if he could peer into her timid heart, hitting the nail right on the head.
An Yin bit her lip and remained silent.
The scene of being humiliated by the man was always between them. Although she wanted to forget it when going out this time, the image of the man tearing at her clothes would pop into her mind again and again whenever they were peaceful.
Seeing her silent, Bao Shaojin's icy heart sank even deeper, just like a person drowning in the ocean, seeing no hope in sight.
There wasn't just the chasm of Bao Cheng between him and the young girl; now there was another scar.
