Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient-Chapter 457 - : It Hurt
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Chapter 457: It Hurt
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mu Anan rushed out of the room barefooted and went straight to Seventh Masterâs room.
She even forgot to knock on the door.
She was anxious now.
She was anxious to see how he was doing. Whatâs wrong with him?
Mu Anan recalled that before she fainted, half of Seventh Masterâs shoulder was covered in blood.
HoweverâŚ
Mu Anan went into the room and searched around. The room was empty. There was a chill in the air as if no one had been there for a long time.
Mu Anan was panting.
It was mainly due to nervousness and anxiety.
She couldnât find anyone in the room, so she turned around and walked straight to the study.
Seventh Master usually stayed in these two places for a long time.
When Mu Anan walked to the door of the study, she heard a faint sound from inside and heaved a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he was here.
Mu Anan pursed her lips and gently pushed the door open.
In the study.
Zong Zhengyu was dressed in casual clothes, his left arm hanging with a white bandage, flipping through a document with one hand.
His skin was very fair. At the moment, he was relaxed. His soft bangs hung down directly, blocking his deep eyes.
He had a high nose bridge and thin lips that had a hint of lip color.
Compared to Seventh Masterâs casual state, Luo Sen was still as tense as usual. Luo Sen said formally, âAccording to the investigation, he was the one who pretended to be Mu Caijie. The real Mu Caijie was killed by Jiang Zhen when he went to visit him a year ago.â
Zong Zhengyu did not respond to Luo Senâs report.
He leaned against the back of the chair lazily with his legs crossed and his thin lips pursed.
His gaze was fixed on a document in his hand.
It was all the information about the fake Mu Caijie.
âSeventh Master, how do you plan to deal with this?â Luo Sen asked.
Zong Zhengyu reached out and covered the document.
Before he could answer, he raised his head and saw a small head peeking in from the doorway. He didnât know what she was peeking at.
Zong Zhengyu threw the document to Luo Sen and walked out of the door.
Mu Anan was relieved to see that Seventh Master was fine. She was still thinking about which route to take to surprise Seventh Master.
As she was pondering, her vision was blocked.
What entered her eyes was a pair of slippers.
Slowly moving up, she saw a pair of long legs wrapped in casual pants. His white clothes were hanging looselyâŚ
Further ahead, she saw that the collar of the white shirt was relatively large.
The manâs collarbone and long neck were like art, very perfect.
Mu Anan looked up and saw the man looking down at her expressionlessly.
Mu Anan looked at it for a few seconds before she smiled awkwardly, âSeventh Master, what a coincidence.â
âHave you thought it through?â Seventh Master raised his eyebrows and asked. Mu Anan was stunned, âWhat?â
âWerenât you thinking about which route to come in and give me a scare?â The man said as he pleased. He even bent down slightly. When he was talking to Mu Anan, the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile.
Have you thought about it? When you are ready, Iâll go back, okay?â
Mu Anan subconsciously took a step back.
The man was a little annoying.
He was usually cold.
Today, for some reason.
Mu Anan looked at the man and felt that his eyes were filled with gentleness.
When he smiled, it was unbearable.
What was wrong with himâŚ
Mu Anan took a few steps back silently, âHehe, what are you talking about,
Seventh Master? I, why am I so bored?â
After saying that, she retreated again.
However, when Mu Anan said this, the smile on Seventh Masterâs face deepened, âFrom the time you played this game until you grew up, you didnât find it boring.â
Mu Ananâs face turned red as soon as she heard that.
âSeventh Master, youâre out of line. How could you expose me?â Mu Anan said unhappily, her cheeks puffed up like a pufferfish.
Zong Zhengyu shook his head and smiled. He took a step forward, grabbed Mu Ananâs waist with his right hand, and lifted her.
âSeventh Master, put me down⌠You, youâre injured.â Mu Anan struggled a little.
âDonât move.â
However, the man had no intention of letting her go. He carried her and went straight to Mu Ananâs room.
He kicked the door open.
Zong Zhengyu only put Mu Anan down when he reached the bedside.
However, his movements were very light.
He let Mu Anan sit on the bed and then squatted down, âYour wound still hurts?â
Mu Anan paused.
She didnât even remember that she was injured if Seventh Master didnât mention it.
When she said that, she felt a burning pain on her back.
She didnât feel well for the past few days, but mainly because the two wounds on her back hurt badly.
However, even though it hurt, Mu Anan still shook her head, âIt doesnât hurt at all.â
She reached out and caressed Seventh Masterâs shoulder, âDoes it hurt?â
The wound on his shoulder was nothing to Zong Zhengyu.
However, the little girl in front of him had her eyes wide open. She looked at him with worry and heartache, making his heart soften.
She suddenly said, âIt hurts.â
Mu Ananâs heart ached even more when she heard that, âIs it severe?â
As she said, her eyes instantly turned red.
Mu Anan had been by Seventh Masterâs side for eight years.
In the past eight years, she had never seen this man get hurt at all.
He was Seventh Master.
Seventh Master of the Yuyuan Estate.
No one could hurt him.
But to save herâŚ
Mu Ananâs heart ached terribly when she thought of how Seventh Master had grabbed her ankle to prevent her from falling in the boxing ring and had taken two shots.
She felt guilty and heartbroken.
âIs it severe?â Mu Anan said, her voice choking up.
Her tears fell.
Zong Zhengyu immediately caressed Mu Ananâs face and wiped away her tears,
âWhy are you crying?â
He just wanted to tease the girl.
Zong Zhengyu stood up and hugged Mu Anan, âWhat are you crying for? Weâre all going home.â
Thatâs right.
She had returned home.
A certain nerve in Mu Ananâs heart was suddenly touched, and her tears fell even harder.
She hugged Zong Zhengyu tightly.
âI miss you.â Mu Anan choked on her tears and wiped them all onto his clothes. fr eeweb novel
âI know.â Zong Zhengyu patted the back of her head, his voice was very soft.
Mu Anan hugged him tightly and refused to let go, âActually, my wound hurts so much. I was badly scared in the boxing ring.â
âThen, you came, and I was even more afraid. I still had a bracelet on my hand.
I was afraid that if I lost all my limbs, what would I doâŚâ
âThen I wonât be worthy of you.â
âYouâre noble. In order to keep up with your footsteps, Iâve already worked very hard. But if I have any flaws, I wonât be worthy of you for the rest of my life..â