Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient

Chapter 480: Reunion

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

Jiang Zhen’s words were a huge blow to Mu Anan.

Mu Anan froze on the spot, digesting the information.

What did he mean?

She wasn’t Jiang Zhen’s daughter, but Jiang Zhen had done a paternity test before, and she was his daughter?

Was someone manipulating all this behind the scenes?

Or was there someone who had been watching her since she was young?

Someone even informed Zong Zhengyu to save her?

Why?

“Who told you this? Is it a fake Mu Caijie? What else do you know?” Mu Anan asked.ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelenglish.net . ꜰɪre.ɴet

However, Jiang Zhen just smiled and did not reply to Mu Anan. He turned around and left.

Mu Anan wanted to stop him, but the law enforcement officers had already brought Jiang Zhen into the car.

Mu Anan stood rooted to the ground. She did not come back to her senses until the escort van moved forward and left the road.

She had been thinking about the meaning behind Jiang Zhen’s words.

For a moment, she even felt that Jiang Zhen was deliberately lying to her.

However, she thought that it was unnecessary.

Mu Anan thought that Jiang Zhen’s words were unclear.

Mu Anan only turned around when she heard the crisp sound of raindrops above her head.

She realized that Zong Zhengyu was already standing in front of her.

“Seventh Master, Jiang Zhen just told me something…”

Halfway through her words, Mu Anan suddenly fell silent.

Zong Zhengyu was puzzled. “Told you what?”

Mu Anan pursed her lips and finally said, “He reminded me to take a good look at the package.”

“Seventh Master, I want to go get the package.” Mu Anan added.

She originally wanted to ask Zong Zhengyu if anyone had informed him when he saved her back then.

Mu Anan had never asked why Zong Zhengyu had saved her back then, or why he had saved her so coincidentally because she didn’t want to know any answers.

She only remembered that she was staying by Zong Zhengyu’s side and did not care about anything else.

However, Jiang Zhen’s words today were actually a reminder to Mu Anan.

The secret in the package her mother left her was probably related to this.

When Mu Anan was brought to the car by Zong Zhengyu, Luo Sen had already taken out the parcel from the trunk and handed it to Mu Anan.

Mu Anan hugged the parcel tightly.

This package was too important.

“Get in the car,” Zong Zhengyu reminded.

Mu Anan nodded and got into the car.

She picked up the flower bouquet at the side and placed it on his lap along with the bag.

Mu Anan sat quietly, her grip on the package tightening.

She looked out the window and did not say anything else.

The rain was getting heavier on the way to the cemetery, but it was just a shower.

After a few minutes, it gradually became a drizzle.

The car arrived at the cemetery.

Mu Qing and Mu Guoliang’s tombstones were at a relatively high place in the cemetery. They had to climb the mountain for a while along the road.

Zong Zhengyu asked Luo Sen and the others to wait downstairs.

He held an umbrella and accompanied Mu Anan up the mountain.

Mu Anan was holding the parcel and bellflower bouquet in her arms, and her footsteps were slow.

The higher she went, the more nervous she became. She kept taking deep breaths.

Mu Qing and Mu Guoliang’s tombstones were both made of black marble, with a one-inch photo of the two of them pasted on them.

The surroundings of the tombstone were clean.

The cemetery was cleaned regularly, and it had just rained, so the dust was washed clean.

Mu Anan stood in front of Mu Qing’s tombstone and looked at her mother in the one-inch photo. She had the gentlest smile on her face, and the gentleness in her eyes could not be hidden.

Mu Anan watched quietly. She could not help but feel sad and her eyes turned red.

She pursed her lips and squatted down after a while to put the flowers down.

At the same time, she placed the package aside.

Mu Anan stared quietly for awhile, then opened her mouth and called out, “Mom.”

But because it was too soft, no sound came out.

Mu Anan called out again, “Mom. Mom”

Her voice gradually choked up. “Mom, it’s me, Anan.”

Would she recognize it?

“I’ve grown up, Mom,” Anan continued.

She thought, “I’m sorry, I didn’t grow up to be an obedient and gentle person like you expected. I have a short temper, and I like extreme sports. I’m not a gentle lady at all. Mom… Will you be disappointed with me like this?”

Mu Anan looked at her mother’s photo in silence. When she reached out to touch the tombstone, her fingers trembled slightly.

At that moment, a man’s deep voice sounded from the side. “Hello, Madam. I’m Zong Zhengyu.”

Mu Anan’s fingers paused, and she looked up.

The man next to her stood upright. His suit jacket was draped over Mu Anan’s shoulders, and he was only wearing a white shirt.

He tucked his shirt into his suit pants and didn’t wear a belt, which made his waist look narrow.

He said calmly, “Madam, don’t worry. An ‘Anan has grown up. She’s very smart and gentle, but she’s a little too sensible. It’s just as you expected.”

The words “as you expected” touched Mu Anan’s heart.

Mu Anan stared at Zong Zhengyu and slowly stood up to stand beside him.

Zong Zhengyu reached out and helped Mu Anan put the hair clip back on her head. He then tucked the scattered fringe behind her ear.

Mu Anan’s gaze slowly shifted from him to her mother’s photo.

“Mom, I want to introduce him to you. His name is Zong Zhengyu. Because of him, I’ve been living well and peacefully for the past eight years. He is a very important person to me…”

“He’s also someone I love very much,” Mu Anan added in her heart. “Mom, will you be satisfied? I really like this man. Mom, you will be satisfied, right? Mom, you’ll be at ease, right?”

Mu Anan smiled at Mu Qing’s tombstone with tears in her eyes.

Tears fell, but Mu Anan’s smile grew brighter.

The originally drizzling weather gradually became sunny. The sun that was hiding behind the dark clouds emerged and dried the moisture on the ground.

At the same time, a patterned butterfly flew over Mu Qing’s tombstone and landed quietly on it.

When Mu Anan reached out her hand, the butterfly flew up and circled in the air before landing on Mu Guoliang’s tombstone.

In contrast to Mu Qing’s elegance and gentleness, Mu Guoliang wore glasses and had a serious expression.

He was obviously a very strict old man.

Mu Anan tilted her head. “Grandpa, I didn’t bring you flowers. I know you don’t like them, hehe.”

Mu Anan smiled like a child.

The butterfly that had stopped on the tombstone flew up again. It stopped around and finally landed on Zong Zhengyu’s shoulder.

Mu Anan looked at the butterfly quietly.

The man beside her was looking at her.

After about two to three minutes, the butterfly flew away again and landed on the package that Mu Anan had placed at the side.

Mu Anan said to Zong Zhengyu, “Seventh Master, can I talk to Mom in private?”

Zong Zhengyu kept the umbrella and put it aside.

He helped Mu Anan tie up her ponytail again, then bowed to Mu Qing and Mu Guoliang’s tombstone before leaving.

Mu Anan watched as Zong Zhengyu walked down. He did not stand too far away; he stood on the side of the road where he came from. However, his back was facing Mu Anan.

Zong Zhengyu stayed behind to wait for her, but he didn’t look at her as he didn’t want to invade her privacy..