Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient

Chapter 58: Seizing the Opportunity to Act Pitiful

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

Mu Anan was sitting on the armchair next to Zong Zhengyu.

Her whole body sank onto the sofa. Her right hand was tucked casually in her jacket pocket, and the index finger of her left hand was intermittently poking her forehead.

Her posture looked casual.

At the sight of the gaze cast by Zong Zhengyu, she played dumb, “Seventh Master, what’s wrong?”

Zong Zhengyu didn’t answer. He closed the document in his hand and threw it aside.

Mu Anan hurriedly said, “Seventh Master, I was taken out to dinner by Chen Hua just before I got back and I’m not hungry at all now. I won’t be eating with you later. I’ll go upstairs and revise what the doctor said today.”

Mu Anan controlled her tone.

She couldn’t be anxious, nor could she be too slow, which was just like how she usually chatted with Seventh Master.

She got up from the sofa and put her left hand into her coat pocket. She walked upstairs and prepared to leave.

However…

“Stop right there.”

As Mu Anan had just reached the stairs, Seventh Master’s deep voice rang out.

Mu Anan closed her eyes. Her mind spun rapidly as she thought about what she could do to cover this up.

However, before Mu Anan could think of a solution, Zong Zhengyu’s cold and ruthless voice sounded again, “Come here, take out your right hand.”

Mu Anan closed her eyes in despair.

As expected, Seventh Master was expectedly awesome. There was no way to fool him at all.

At this time, if she insisted on playing tricks with the Seventh Master, she would only die even more miserably.

Therefore, Mu Anan gave up struggling.

She turned around and returned to Zong Zhengyu’s side with her head lowered. When she sat down, she stretched out her right hand obediently.

She pulled up her sleeve and the five band-aids that covered her wounds were directly exposed to Zong Zhengyu.

Zong Zhengyu guessed that something must have happened to her again, but when he saw the five band-aids, he frowned, “What happened?”

Seeing this, the servants rushed to get the medicine box and brought over Dr. Gu.

“Defending justice.” Mu Anan answered honestly.

Zong Zhengyu looked up at her, then lowered his eyes and grabbed Mu Anan’s tiny wrist with his right hand.

The wound on the back of her hand had just healed, but the scar had not completely healed, and a new wound had appeared.

Zong Zhengyu tore off the band-aids one by one. Looking at the long scar, he felt as if a ball of fire had been lit in his heart. He was very angry.

However, he was suppressed.

The wounds healed quite well after a day of treatment.

However, Mu Anan’s hands were too fair. The wound that suddenly appeared on her hand looked very hideous.

“How did you get injured?” Zong Zhengyu’s voice was very hoarse.

When Dr. Gu came over, he saw Zong Zhengyu holding Mu Anan’s hand with his eyes lowered. He did not see his face, but judging from the taut lines of his flank, Seventh Master was in a very dangerous state at that moment.

His whole aura was sombre.

Mu Anan could feel that Seventh Master was really furious.

She did not dare to be talkative and confessed honestly.

“In the morning, I made an appointment with Chen Hua. While I was waiting for her, I accidentally came across a man being chased by the Qingyou Group. The man was a popular figure in our school, a mixed-race curly-haired guy, and I made a move.”

“Does his life and death have anything to do with you?” Seventh Master looked up and his voice was terrifyingly low.

The moment Mu Anan and Zong Zhengyu looked at each other, all she felt was a bitter wind blowing through her heart, cold and stinging.

She subconsciously tensed up, “He is, the one Chen Hua fancies.”

“And?”

“I saved him because I wanted to give Chen Hua a chance to get to know him.’¹

“Do you believe that I’ll let Chen Hua die on the streets?”

Mu Anan trembled, “Seventh Master, I only have one friend.”

Zong Zhengyu didn’t answer, his eyes were filled with hostility.

Because of Chen Hua, she was injured multiple times.

“Seventh Master, it was an accident. Because Chen Hua treats me well, I want to treat her well too. I…”

“Treat others well?”

Mu Anan was speechless.

Seventh Master was really angry.

If she couldn’t get him to take his breath away, she was sure to be punished, not to mention Chen Hua.

Mu Anan said, “No, I’m just very confident that I can handle it. I am trained by Seventh Master. I’m so powerful. There are only a few hooligans. How can they be my match?”

“It was an accident.”

Under Zong Zhengyu’s warning gaze, Mu Anan lowered her voice and looked at Dr. Gu for help.

However, Dr. Gu was only concerned about self-preservation. He stood by and watched.

Mu Anan could only do it herself.

She gently grabbed Zong Zhengyu’s sleeve, “Seventh Master, stop being angry, please. I’ll be more careful in the future and I promise I won’t let myself get hurt again. Seventh Master, you’re the best. I beg you…”

“Don’t act coquettishly.”

“Seventh Master, my wound hurts.”

“It’s useless to act pitiful.”

She even used her best effort, but Zong Zhengyu remained cold and indifferent.

Mu Anan was a little flustered.

Instead of letting Dr. Gu treat her, Zong Zhengyu treated Mu Anan’s wounds himself.

He was very skilled.

Mu Anan was a medical student, so she could tell that Zong Zhengyu’s skilful technique was not the result of experience in dealing with multiple wounds, but of professional study.

In the past, when Mu Anan was injured during training, it was Seventh Master who treated her wounds.

She had asked about it at that time, but Seventh Master had only casually said that he had learned it before.

But Mu Anan had never seen the person who taught Seventh Master how to treat his wounds.

Anyway, this person was not Dr. Gu.

After Zong Zhengyu finished treating Mu Anan’s wound, he stood up from the sofa.

The servant brought over a disinfectant towel and said respectfully, “Seventh Master, dinner is ready.”

“Ok.” Zong Zhengyu replied coldly.

Before he took a step forward, he turned around and glanced at Mu Anan.

Mu Anan curled up on the sofa and pretended to be pitiful. She looked at Seventh Master with a pitiful expression.

She looked so wronged as if she had been abandoned.

Zong Zhengyu was indeed furious.

His girl whom he had carefully taken care of had been hurt time and time again because of her so-called friend.

Forget about the earlier ones.

This time, the reason was even more ridiculous. To be a matchmaker?

How could he not know that his girl could not only disguise as a man to attract young girls but also matchmake people?

Truly amazing.

“Seventh Master, actually, I didn’t dine with Chen Hua. I didn’t eat anything in the afternoon. I’ve been busy.”

As soon as Mu Anan saw that Zong Zhengyu’s expression had slightly relaxed, she began to take advantage of the opportunity to make a pitiful face.

Her pitiful face seemed as if she had suffered a lot of grievances.

Especially her eyes…

The moment he looked into Mu Anan’s eyes, Zong Zhengyu instantly felt as if his heart was being pierced by countless needles. He felt quite sore and uncomfortable.

“Seventh Master, please hug your Anan.”

Mu Anan raised her hand at Zong Zhengyu.

Zong Zhengyu maintained his indifference and was outwardly indifferent to Mu Anan’s coquetry.

Dr. Gu, however, couldn’t take it anymore.

Miss Anan looked like a decent person, but she was like a child in front of Seventh Master.

Seventh Master looked cool and high-handed, but in reality….