Chapter 292: A Chance to Confess
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Guo Yuehua looked at Jiang Zhen and answered his question, “Apologize.”
Jiang Zhen looked more confused, “Apologize?”
“No matter what happened in Jiang Capital, Seventh Master is clearly unhappy with the Jiang family.” Guo Yuehua a.n.a.lyzed calmly, “If so, our Xiao Qin will have to apologize to Seventh Master and that illegitimate child.”
Guo Yuehua felt a sense of humiliation.
It would be detrimental to their status to have her daughter apologize to Mu Anan, who had no status at all.
But that had to be done!
Guo Yuehua said, “Jiang Zhen, back then, I would rather bear the infamy of being a mistress and let my son and daughter be illegitimate children for ten years to get what I have today. 1 will never allow anyone to ruin it!”
Jiang Zhen didn’t say anything. He was a little afraid of the current Guo Yuehua.
Because it involved the matters between him, Mu Qing, and the Mu family back then.
Guo Yuehua ignored Jiang Zhen’s expression and scoffed coldly, “It will also be a chance for me to meet the legendary Mu Anan! I will see whether she is the daughter of that b*tch, Mu Qing!”
Yuyuan Estate.
After Dr. Gu finished examining Mu Anan and treating her wounds, he and the other medical staff left Mu Anan’s room.
The smell of disinfectant was unavoidable in the room.
It was a little pungent.
After Zong Zhengyu entered the room, he opened the windows and the room’s ventilation. He asked the servants to put some sandalwood to disperse the smell of disinfectant slowly.
Mu Anan was still lying in bed, sleeping peacefully.
But she wasn’t sleeping well.
She would frown from time to time and talk in her sleep.
When he brought her out of the fire, Mu Anan had been enduring because she was worried about Chen Hua’s matter.
But back in the car, Zong Zhengyu had calmed her down.
After falling asleep, Mu Anan began showing signs of fright and shock due to the fire.
Zong Zhengyu rejected all the servants’ service.
He personally took care of his girl.
He took off his coat. The back of his white shirt had been burned by the fire.
Zong Zhengyu’s back was also injured.
But he didn’t care.
When Luo Sen brought the clean clothes over, he looked at Seventh Master’s back and immediately said, “Seventh Master, you should treat your wound!”
Zong Zhengyu ignored him and took off his shirt. He grabbed the clean casual clothes that Luo Sen had brought and put them on.
He turned around and wiped the cold sweat off Mu Anan’s forehead with a hot towel.
Luo Sen watched anxiously from the side, “Seventh Master…”
“Get out.”
“Seventh Master, your injuries…”
“Don’t make me repeat myself.”
Seventh Master had already given his final warning. Although Luo Sen was worried, he had no choice but to leave.
Zong Zhengyu sat by Mu Anan’s bed and wiped her face over and over again.
Mu Anan’s hand on the blanket was especially cold for some reason.
It could not be warmed even if he put her hand in the blanket.
Mu Anan’s right palm was grabbing something and could not be unclenched, so Zong Zhengyu gave up on it.
He grabbed Mu Anan’s little hand and held it tightly in his palm, rubbing and covering it gently.
He did that until Mu Anan’s hand was warm before gently putting it back into the blanket.
Then he saw Mu Anan subconsciously kick her leg.
Worried that she would touch her wound, he immediately lifted the blanket on Mu Anan’s leg a little and examined it carefully. There was no sign of blood coming out of the wound.
Her sprained ankle was also wrapped in muscle bandages and looked fine. Only then did he cover Mu Anan with the blanket again.
When he turned around, he saw that the girl, who should have had her eyes closed, was quietly looking at him.
Other than feeling a little aggrieved, her face had no other emotion.
Zong Zhengyu bent over and touched Mu Anan’s face, “Why are you awake?”
“I suddenly woke up.” Mu Anan said.
That was the truth.
She had been in a daze since she got into the car. Sometimes, she would fall asleep and then suddenly wake up.
When Dr. Gu was treating her wound, Mu Anan suddenly woke up.
She was awakened.
She felt that she was still in the fire and couldn’t sleep. If she slept, she wouldn’t be able to see Seventh Master anymore, so she forcefully woke up.
However, when she saw the familiar bedroom and smelled the familiar smell of disinfectant, Mu Anan felt relieved and continued to sleep.
Now that she was awakened and saw Seventh Master, Mu Anan’s heart was not only calm but also comforted by warmth.
It was very magical.
No matter how bad Mu Anan’s situation or condition was, she would be instantly comforted as long as she looked at that man.
That man didn’t even need to say or do anything.
He could heal her just by standing in front of her.
“Are you very tired?” Zong Zhengyu asked.
Mu Anan shook her head.
Looking at him, she was instantly energized.
“Sleep a little longer?” Zong Zhengyu asked again.
Mu Anan shook her head, “I want to look at you.”
Her voice was coquettish and childish.
Zong Zhengyu cooperated sincerely, “Then you can look until you’re tired, then go to sleep.”
Mu Anan nodded obediently, and a smile gradually appeared on her face.
“Seventh Master.”
“Yes.”
“Brother Yu.”
“Yes.”
“Seventh Brother.”
“Yes, I’m here.”
Her voice became more and more delicate, but he still responded patiently.
At that moment, Mu Anan seemed to have realized something. She quickly struggled, “Brother Yu, get off me first.”
Zong Zhengyu’s right hand was propped on the seat beside Mu Anan. He was sitting, but his upper body was close to Mu Anan.
Mu Anan was wrapped in Zong Zhengyu’s arms.
Hearing Mu Anan’s words, Zong Zhengyu also sat up straight.
On the other hand, Mu Anan raised her right fist and unclenched it with a smile.
At that moment, Zong Zhengyu finally saw what Mu Anan had been holding in her palm since she came out from the fire.
It was the hair clip he had given her on the hot air balloon in Liuli City.
Zong Zhengyu did not look happy. Instead, he frowned slightly.
When he saw the hair clip, he had already thought of something.
“It’s still intact. It’s not broken or dirty.”
Mu Anan said with a smile as if she was asking for a reward.
Zong Zhengyu asked, “You returned to the fire just for this?”
Mu Anan nodded seriously, “I can’t lose Brother Yu’s gift.”
That hair clip had an extraordinary meaning.
Zong Zhengyu’s expression darkened, “Mu Anan.”
He called her full name. He was clearly angry.
The smile on the girl’s face instantly disappeared when she saw that he was angry.
Zong Zhengyu’s heart ached when he saw that. His anger disappeared in an instant.
He scooped Mu Anan up from the bed and held her in his arms, stroking her hair.
“It’s just a hair clip. It’s okay if you lose it.” Zong Zhengyu said. Although he was very angry, he tried his best to keep his tone gentle.
The girl had suffered too much that day. He did not want her to feel aggrieved.
“But, you gave it to me.” Mu Anan said.
“If you like it, 1 can make you another one.” Zong Zhengyu said, letting go of Mu Anan and tidying her hair, “But I only have one girl. Nothing can happen to you. Do you understand?”
“I’m just afraid there won’t be any in the future.”
“I’m always here. As long as I’m here, I’ll give you anything you want.”
What about love?
Mu Anan almost blurted out.
She pursed her lips and said in a low voice, “Seventh Master, I often dream that I did something wrong. Then, you abandoned me and left me overseas.”
After having s.e.x with Seventh Master that night, Mu Anan had many nightmares in her panic.
Zong Zhengyu replied, “There won’t be such a thing.”
Mu Anan looked up with antic.i.p.ation and caution, “Then, if I really do something wrong in the future, please don’t abandon me, okay?”
Zong Zhengyu’s heart ached when he heard Mu Anan’s extremely insecure words.
He caressed Mu Anan’s face and said, “Girl, from the moment I brought you back to Yuyuan Estate, I never planned to let you leave. Do you understand?”
Mu Anan nodded, but she was very nervous.
If.
If she were to confess that it was her that night, would Seventh Master also not let her leave?
She could confess, right?
It was a chance to confess, right?