Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient Chapter 251: Are You Speaking Up for Him?

Chapter 251: Are You Speaking Up for Him?

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

Zong Zhengyu stared at Mu Anan with his deep and sharp gaze for a few seconds before he s.h.i.+fted his gaze away and looked at Huo Xian again.

Although he was being treated roughly, Huo Xian was still rubbing his chest as he walked over.

Even though his eyes were filled with fear and respect for him, he still walked toward Zong Zhengyu with a youthful vigor.

It was as if he was declaring war.

At that moment, Zong Zhengyu felt that his territory was being invaded.

Zong Zhengyu’s aura immediately soared.

Mu Anan could clearly feel the change in Seventh Master’s aura. When Zong Zhengyu walked toward Huo Xian, Mu Anan hugged him from behind without thinking.

Mu Anan’s hug was a little hasty, and her small body b.u.mped into Zong Zhengyu’s back.

The man, who had a cold expression, immediately frowned.

Mu Anan hugged him tightly.

“Let go!” The man’s tone was very cold.

Not only did Mu Anan not let go, but she hugged him even tighter.

Because if she let go, Huo Xian would be dead for sure.

That fellow loved to fool around and was used to being indecent.

He was simply courting death by being indecent before Seventh Master.

Mu Anan hugged Seventh Master tightly. She raised her head and glared at Huo Xian, warning him to leave quickly.

Huo Xian stood still.

He really wanted to go up and declare war on Zong Zhengyu.

Facing such a powerful love rival, he had made up his mind.

However, Mu Anan’s actions put Huo Xian in a dilemma.

“Seventh Master, let’s go home. I’m hungry, I’m tired, and my stomach hurts.” Mu Anan started to act pitiful.

The more she spoke, the more pitiful she sounded, “I haven’t eaten anything all night. My stomach is feeling cold now. Ah…it hurts!”

As she shouted, Mu Anan let go of Zong Zhengyu and squatted on the ground, clutching her stomach. She didn’t forget to secretly observe Seventh Master’s reaction.

However, Mu Anan stole a glance and met Master Seventh Master’s emotionless gaze.

That gaze was very sharp.

It was as if he could tell at a glance that Mu Anan was putting on a pitiful act.

Mu Anan felt bitter.

Should she continue to pretend, or should she continue to pretend?

Of course, she had to continue pretending!

Mu Anan looked up pitifully. Her almond-shaped eyes were wet and filled with grievance. Her voice was soft, “Seventh Master, Anan is in pain. It hurts so much. I want a hug.”

The last two words were said very softly, but they sounded especially aggrieved.

The man who had been staring at her coldly could not bear to see that the most.

He knew that she was pretending to be pitiful.

He just couldn’t bring himself to ignore her.

Especially when he looked at her eyes.

He was completely defenseless.

However, when Seventh Master recalled that she was pretending to be pitiful to protect someone else, his anger was not diminished by a single bit.

He squatted down and reached out to caress Mu Anan’s face, his thumb rubbing the girl’s soft and delicate skin.

However, he said coldly, “Giri, you’ve really grown up. Your wings have hardened.”

Zong Zhengyu touched Mu Anan’s face gently, but after hearing what the Seventh Master said, Mu Anan suddenly felt her scalp go numb.

Before she could respond, Zong Zhengyu had already picked her up in a squatting position and brought her to the car beside them.

It seemed as if Zong Zhengyu had thrown her into the car roughly, but when Mu Anan sat in the car, she did not even shake from being thrown.

The man controlled his strength at the last moment.

Mu Anan opened her eyes and looked at Zong Zhengyu softly, “Seventh Master…”

Zong Zhengyu got into the car and pressed her head, s.h.i.+fting Mu Anan’s gaze to the window.

The chauffeur closed the door respectfully, then returned to the driver’s seat and started the car.

The car drove slowly along the asphalt road illuminated by a row of street lamps until it disappeared into the dark road ahead.

That remote path had also returned to silence.

Only the boy who had been in high spirits earlier was like the loser in a compet.i.tion.

He was dejected and gloomy.

The usually flashy and unruly blond curly hair was now completely devoid of light.

Huo Xian stared at the road where no cars could be seen.

However, the image of Mu Anan squatting on the ground and acting coquettishly with Zong Zhengyu was still in his mind.

She was different from the cool girl he knew.

The girl who was squatting earlier was soft and cute, and she even knew how to act coquettishly.

Huo Xian even pinched his wound, using the pain to prove everything was real.

The person who had acted coquettishly in front of the mature man who was glowing was the same little fairy that he had been in contact with on a daily basis.

In comparison, he was defeated in seconds.

Huo Xian sighed deeply and sat down on the steps of the road. Ignoring the wound on his palm, he placed his hands behind his back and looked up at the misty night sky with a bitter smile.

Inside the car.

Zong Zhengyu had ignored Mu Anan ever since the car started moving.

Mu Anan had peeked at him several times, but she could only get a cold side view.

Mu Anan was feeling guilty. The words that Zong Zhengyu said to her earlier sounded very dangerous.

Mu Anan stole another glance, but Zong Zhengyu’s gaze landed on her. Mu Anan immediately lowered her head guiltily and pretended to play with her phone.

Her heart was beating wildly.

Mu Anan stole another glance at Zong Zhengyu and called out tentatively, “Seventh Master?”

The man beside her ignored her.

He impatiently unb.u.t.toned the first b.u.t.ton of his s.h.i.+rt.

Mu Anan called out again, “Seventh Brother?”

The man still ignored her.

Mu Anan called out again, “Brother Yu?”

The other party still ignored her and consecutively unb.u.t.toned the second and third b.u.t.tons of his s.h.i.+rt.

Mu Anan secretly reached out and tugged at Zong Zhengyu’s sleeve. Her voice was soft, “Brother Yu?”

Mu Anan had been addressing him as Uncle Yu ever since she arrived at the Yuyuan Estate.

However, she was unwilling to call him that after she understood her feelings.

Unless Zong Zhengyu completely ignored her and was angry with her.

The little fox could only pretend to be pitiful.

Mu Anan moved closer to Zong Zhengyu.

However, as soon as she moved, the man, who had ignored her, looked at her coldly and removed Mu Anan’s hand from his sleeve. He did not push Mu Anan back to her original position.

There was a huge s.p.a.ce between them, just like the river dividing Chu and Han.

“Brother Yu.” Mu Anan pouted and looked pitiful, “There’s nothing going on between me and Huo Xian.”

As she explained, Mu Anan sat up straight.

The man, who had been ignoring her, turned his head and glanced at her at that moment.

Mu Anan quickly said, “Really, nothing at ail!”

“Nothing?” Zong Zhengyu’s tone was disdainful, “So there’s nothing between the two of you when you were hugging each other so tightly on the road in the middle of the night, huh?”

Mu Anan immediately shrank back, “That was an accident.”

The man’s tone turned colder, “An accident that makes him want to declare war on me, huh?”

“He didn’t declare war on you…” Mu Anan cowered.

The man warned, “Girl, are you speaking up for him?”