Pampered By My Fake Boyfriend's Brother-Chapter 522: Love Arises from Unknown Sources

Chapter 522: Chapter 522: Love Arises from Unknown Sources

An Yin sat right beside him. His long arm was outstretched, his gaze resting on the tender, dewy lips of the young girl, where a faint sheen of moisture glistened.

Quietly watching her lips, the man’s gaze grew increasingly profound and cold.

"That’s it."

Bao Shaojin took a deep breath, a dark emotion fleeting across his noble and proud face, making it impossible to guess his thoughts.

"Thank you," An Yin mumbled, quickly standing up and heading towards the hall first.

With an anxious heart, when An Yin reached the hall and turned around to see no one behind her, she breathed a sigh of relief yet couldn’t help but wonder about the man’s whereabouts.

Just then, the housekeeper brought out some fresh fruit.

"Miss An, Mr. Bao said to let you wait here for a while, he has something to attend to."

An Yin frowned slightly but soon forced a smile, "Okay."

After the housekeeper left, An Yin sat down in front of the sofa, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV, choosing a modern idol drama. Within minutes, she was completely absorbed in it.

In the man’s bedroom, the sound of dripping water could be heard, occasionally accompanied by the man’s low groans.

After almost an hour, the man came out wearing a white bathrobe. His face was extremely dark, his eyes tinged with a blood-red ferocity.

The man walked to the dressing room and took out a sharply cut suit to change into.

As he stepped out of the bedroom, his refined face returned to its usual aloofness. When he reached the corridor, he heard hysterical screams. Upon entering the hall, he saw the young girl lounging on the sofa watching TV.

He casually glanced at the TV screen, where two women and a man were in a hotel room playing out a dramatic scene. One woman was raising her hand to strike, while the man was protecting the other woman with her partially exposed shoulder in his embrace...

"How can you protect her? You pair of scoundrels..."

The woman’s shrill screams filled the entire hall.

The noisy commotion continued for a long time.

Bao Shaojin raised his hand and massaged his temple, the noise around him turning his face dark. However, seeing the young girl’s deep involvement, he did not intervene.

He came to sit beside the young girl, leaving only a chopstick’s distance between them, yet the bewildered young girl remained oblivious.

Her eyes were wide open, watching closely as if unwilling to miss even a single detail of the drama.

Bao Shaojin never watched such melodramatic shows. Hearing the noisy dialogue inside, he found it rather irritating and headache-inducing.

The two didn’t often spend time together like this. Sitting side by side was a rare occasion.

Bao Shaojin leaned back on the sofa, his dark eyes capturing every shift of emotion on the young girl’s face. Her sensitivity made her empathize easily with the characters in the drama. At touching scenes, her eyes turned red...

After finishing her work in the kitchen, the housekeeper entered the hall and saw the warm scene before her.

Mr. Bao and Miss An were nestled together on the sofa. The man slightly turned his head, the tenderness in his eyes was too overt, anyone could guess his thoughts.

Meanwhile, Miss An’s focus was entirely on the TV, oblivious to Mr. Bao’s presence...

With a complex expression, the housekeeper watched this, then quietly returned to the kitchen. It was time to prepare the medicinal herbs Bao Shaojin had instructed earlier.

An Yin unknowingly finished all the Shine Muscat grapes in the fruit bowl. After watching several episodes, her eyes began to ache, and she pressed pause on the remote.

She stretched out her hand to rub her weary eyes. When she opened them, the first thing she saw was a pair of long legs, then the man’s sturdy body, and finally, his cold and arrogant face came into view.

The man was leaning back on the sofa, eyes closed. This was An Yin’s first time boldly observing him, seeing even the slight quivering of his eyelashes clearly.

The man’s brows were thick and dense. In the past, whenever he furrowed them, the upward twitch would fill her with fear, worried he might vent his anger on her. However, after spending time with him, she recalled that aside from the pregnancy test incident, he never bullied her. On the contrary, he helped her over and over again...

In the tranquil atmosphere, some of An Yin’s emotions began to grow.

Thinking back on their interactions, An Yin blinked her beautiful watery eyes, her gaze keenly fixed on the man’s cool face.

"Bao Shaojin!" She murmured softly.

In the past, An Yin didn’t know what it felt like to like someone, nor had she ever loved anyone. During her naive understanding of love, she saw Madam An often crying or dazing off in secret. The affection and longing on Madam An’s face brought An Yin unprecedented unease.

She was afraid that if she fell in love, she’d end up like Madam An.

So all these years, when faced with boys’ affection, she acted timidly, feeling no joy but rather repulsion.

An Yin thought she would carry this mindset for life until she met Bao Shaojin, the domineering and powerful man before her.

Although the man lay silently, the intimidating aura he exuded was still daunting. When his eyes were open, the darkness within them was terrifying. Every time their eyes met, An Yin recoiled. Now, seeing him resting, she felt uneasy.

At this moment, An Yin noticed a few strands of stray hair falling over his eyes. She suppressed her fear and edged closer. As she extended her hand, her delicate crook-like fingers gently touched the man’s black hair.

Just about to brush it aside, her tension peaked, and simultaneously, the man opened his deep dark eyes. An Yin’s hand froze mid-air as she met his cold black gaze.

As their eyes locked, An Yin blinked her doe-like eyes in bewilderment, completely stunned.

"Bao, Bao Shaojin." An Yin exclaimed in surprise, stuttering over his name.

Her fair fingers were just centimeters from his eyes. The man squinted, looking at her outstretched hand, and knowingly asked, "What is this?"

After he spoke, a wave of warmth lingered at the tip of An Yin’s fingers. She realized it was the man’s breath, her heart pounding fiercely, her mind going blank, completely forgetting why she’d raised her hand in the first place.

The man saw her dazed expression, his eyes deepened, "Trying to touch me?"

Every word he uttered was extraordinarily clear and firm.

An Yin’s eyes, once clear, suddenly widened, her face turning red. She was like someone holding back a bitter secret, unable to utter a word.