"She is my friend."
The man's voice was thunderous, startling An Yin who trembled all over and answered obediently.
"Seeing them together, what do you think?" Bao Shaojin's cold eyes slightly narrowed, sparing no expression on the little girl's face.
"I..." An Yin struggled to utter a word, the man's sharp eyes like icy daggers on her face, she feared saying something wrong, anxious and frightened, entirely oblivious to the fact that the two of them were facing each other closely, and his breath, as he spoke, surrounded her forehead, making her momentarily dizzy.
"Speak."
"If I tell you, I have no thoughts, do, do you believe me?"
The look in the man's eyes seemed to want to kill her.
Perhaps it was her expression that was too innocent, and her eyes too clear, completely unlike lying, Bao Shaojin's face grew even gloomier.
"You're not angry?"
