Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient

Chapter 208: Of Course

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mu Anan shut up after she finished speaking.

Zong Zhengyu leaned on the sofa, flipping through the Heart-calming Sutra.

Other than the sound of Zong Zhengyu flipping through the pages of the book, there was only the sound of Mu Anan’s slightly nervous breathing in the room.

Of course, there was also Seventh Master’s breathing.

However, this man was so steady that Mu Anan could barely hear his unusual breathing.

Time passed slowly.

Mu Anan became more and more nervous.

Zong Zhengyu had no intention of continuing to speak, nor did he have any intention to release her.

Seventh Master was a man of few words. He usually wouldn’t make a sound for the entire day.

Mu Anan was used to the man’s silence but she was not used to the silence with this position.

After about three to five minutes of silence.

Mu Anan took the initiative to ask, “Seventh Master, can you tell me when you plan to let me go?”

“When you tell the truth.”

Zong Zhengyu’s eyes never left the Heart-calming Sutra. His reply was simple.

Mu Anan pursed her lips.

It was only then that she felt that her lower lip seemed to be a little broken.

It was a little hard dead skin.

It was probably because she had taken it yesterday or something.

Mu Anan bit off the dead skin and then took a deep breath.

There was a hint of blood.

Mu Anan took two more puffs and only stopped after she was sure that nothing would come out.

She said, “I saw Wordly Riches’s Weibo that sent me a WeChat message. It said that Tang Mi wanted to confirm the relationship with you at the masked ball. After that, you two will be going public. After the ball ended, Tang Mi would confirm her identity as the Zong family’s seventh young mistress.”

Mu Anan’s tone became softer and softer.

At first, she was still looking at Zong Zhengyu. But later on, she didn’t dare to look anymore and just stared at the ceiling.

She was still very nervous.

Meanwhile, Zong Zhengyu had already put down the Heart-calming Sutra. He looked at Mu Anan silently.

Mu Anan started biting her lip again.

Zong Zhengyu looked away.

Mu Anan’s voice rang in the room again, “1 don’t like Tang Mi.”

Mu Anan suddenly turned her head and looked at Zong Zhengyu. “Seventh Master, I don’t like Tang Mi!”

She didn’t like her very much.

Not only Tang Mi.

It was because Mu Anan did not like any woman with Zong Zhengyu.

Mu Anan looked downward. “I thought that once she succeeded, you wouldn’t even return to Jianglan City.”

In the end, only she would stay in Jianglan City. She would guard an isolated city, waiting for a person who would not return.

Mu Anan’s heart ached at the mere thought of such a scene.

It was unacceptable.

All of a sudden, she didn’t want to say anything.

Zong Zhengyu, who was sitting on the sofa, was waiting for Mu Anan to give him a complete explanation.

However, when he saw the child lying on the bed with her eyes lowered, he felt sour.

It was a feeling of helplessness.

Lonely and sensitive.

She was so fragile that even a slight blink of an eye could hurt this child.

Zong Zhengyu got up from the sofa and approached Mu Anan.

As Zong Zhengyu approached, Mu Anan’s drooping eyelashes fluttered and she slowly raised her head.

There was a hint of caution hidden in her almond-shaped eyes.

“Seventh Master, am I very bad?” Mu Anan’s voice was very soft. “It’s as if I insist on clinging to you and never want to grow up.”

She insisted on being together with him.

Other than that, Mu Anan wanted to be a girl by Seventh Master’s side forever.

She was very greedy.

She was so greedy that she not only wanted to be Seventh Master’s sole pet, but she also wanted to be the apple of his eye.

“Never grow up then.”

Zong Zhengyu said straightforwardly, “Always be a good girl by my side. I’ll dote on you.”

After saying that, Zong Zhengyu pulled off the long tie that bound Mu Anan.

Mu Anan rolled over on the bed and the blanket spread out naturally.

The cold wind blew on her skin, bringing with it a chill.

Only then did Mu Anan realize that her body, which was wrapped tightly in the blanket, was already drenched.

She struggled as she half-knelt and half-sat on the bed. She stretched out her hands towards Zong Zhengyu pitifully.

Zong Zhengyu took off his coat and covered Mu Anan with it.

He wanted to put her hands down but Mu Anan insisted on holding up.

Her fair face was filled with grievance and stubbornness as she stared straight at Zong Zhengyu.

She just wanted him to hug her.

Otherwise, she would not get off the bed.

“Seventh Master…”

Mu Anan called out softly.

Zong Zhengyu’s hands that were originally holding her arms suddenly lost their strength. He sighed helplessly and grabbed Mu Anan’s waist instead, carrying her off the bed.

Mu Anan lay on Zong Zhengyu’s shoulder and closed her eyes to feel his warmth and smell.

She was greedy.

She quietly lay on Zong Zhengyu’s shoulder.

Zong Zhengyu said, “Girl, relax.”

“I don’t want to.” Mu Anan was very willful.

Zong Zhengyu almost blurted out a warning.

However, when he saw the girl curled up into a ball in his arms and looked so pitiful, he couldn’t bear it.

In the end, Zong Zhengyu simply let the girl hang on his body.

When he walked to the bathroom, he deliberately slowed down his pace.

It would take two to three minutes to cover the distance. But this time, Zong Zhengyu deliberately slowed down and walked for nearly ten minutes before reaching the bathroom door.

He said, “Girl, it’s time to get down.”

Mu Anan was not willing to do so. She wrapped her hands tightly around Zong Zhengyu’s neck.

She was also shaking her head in protest.

Zong Zhengyu, “Come down and take a shower. You’re drenched.”

After saying that, he paused for a few seconds and added, “You’ll catch a cold.”

“But I don’t want to get down.” Mu Anan’s voice was muffled and she sounded especially aggrieved. “I don’t want to let go.”

The girl was especially clingy today.

In the past, although she would be coquettish and clingy, she was still obedient.

After a few reminders, she would restrain herself.

But Mu Anan was different today.

Her voice sounded silly.

Zong Zhengyu patiently coaxed her and patted her head. “Go take a shower now. I’ll carry you after you’re done, okay?”

Mu Anan shook her head. “I can’t bear. I’m afraid that once 1 let go, you’ll go to Tang Mi.”

“I won’t.” Zong Zhengyu was very certain. “1 promise.”

However, Mu Anan still held him tightly..