Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient Chapter 330: A Very Jealous Afternoon

Chapter 330: A Very Jealous Afternoon

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

Zong Zhengyu frowned when he heard Mu Anan wanted to make a request.

In the eight years that she had been in Yuyuan Estate, Mu Anan rarely made requests seriously.

Every time she made a request, Seventh Master would have a headache.

“Go ahead.” Seventh Master reached out and ruffled Mu Anan’s hair.

Mu Anan pursed her lips and said, “I want to see Jiang Qin.”

Zong Zhengyu frowned, “Her case is still in the process. She can’t see anyone except her lawyer.”

Mu Anan did not say anything and just looked at Seventh Master.

Although she knew the rule, she knew that Seventh Master could deal with it.

She had to see Jiang Qin for her next plan, or she wouldn’t be able to carry it out.

Zong Zhengyu didn’t want Mu Anan to see Jiang Qin.

The trash from Jiang family.

He didn’t want Mu Anan to touch her.

However, when he thought about how the girl had complained about her guilt on the bed a few days ago, he felt his heart ache.

If he didn’t let the girl deal with the Jiang family’s trash herself, she would never be able to get over this hurdle in her heart.

“You can see her tomorrow.” Seventh Master compromised.

“Thank you, Seventh Master!” Mu Anan smiled and leaned forward to hug Zong Zhengyu’s thigh.

If this was some time ago, Seventh Master would have pulled her away.

But this time, he didn’t.

Instead, he rubbed the back of the little girl’s head dotingly.

The little girl’s hair had always been well-maintained. She did not dye or perm. Her hair was a little fluffy, and the color of her hair was not totally black.

It was soft and comfortable.

Now, she was rubbing against his thigh like a little kitten.

Zong Zhengyu couldn’t help but rub her head a few more times.

“Seventh Master.” Mu Anan said in a m.u.f.fled voice, “If you keep rubbing, you’ll go bald.”

“Let Gu Shuqing work on hair transplants.”

Mu Anan struggled to let go of Zong Zhengyu. She looked displeased and poked Seventh Master’s thigh with her index finger, “No way. Dr. Gu is almost bald and hasn’t figured it out yet.”

Seventh Master laughed silently at Mu Anan’s words.

Gu Shuqing was handsome.

He was a typical gentleman.

But the gentleman’s hairline was annoying.

It was high.

Fortunately, his forehead was full and usually covered with bangs, so nothing could be seen.

When Seventh Master laughed, Mu Anan also thought of Dr. Gu’s appearance and could not help but laugh.

Zong Zhengyu couldn’t help but rub Mu Anan’s head, then pinch her face, and finally her ears.

Mu Anan lowered her head and rubbed against Seventh Master’s hand again.

Looking at the little girl being so obedient and clingy, Seventh Master’s gaze could not help but soften.

Luo Sen had been standing at the side the entire time. He could not help but take out his phone and take a photo of this scene.

The man had a stunning artistic appearance. He had a cold aura, but he was gentle and doting on the little girl.

The little girl was slender. She was so small in the wheelchair, enjoying the protection and love of the man.

When she closed her eyes, she was so satisfied that she felt like he had gotten the whole world.

Combined with the strong sunlight outside the French windows, which shone in with the living room these decorations refracted various colors.

The sense was brilliant and beautiful.

It was not until Seventh Master let go of Mu Anan that Rosen hurriedly put away his phone.

He watched as Seventh Master pushed Mu Anan out.

The weather in Jianglan City was the best in April.

The sun shone brightly every day, and the temperature was neither hot nor cold.

When the wind blew, it brought a sense of refreshing.

It was comfortable.

When she was pushed to the backyard, Mu Anan couldn’t help but close her eyes and feel the sunlight and warm wind.

She had been lying in bed for three days.

Mu Anan was really depressive.

In the past, she was afraid of the sun. Now, she was not afraid of getting tanned at all. Instead, she felt comfortable.

After feeling it for a while, she pressed the switch of the wheelchair and slid towards the center of the backyard garden.

The gardener in the garden, who was wearing a spaghetti strap uniform, was repairing the plants. When he saw Mu Anan moving her wheelchair over, he immediately put the big scissors behind him.

“Miss Anan.” The gardener greeted her with a smile on his face.

Perhaps it was because the weather was so good today, or perhaps it was because Mu Anan’s smile was too infectious.

It made him feel that the world was beautiful.

Mu Anan smiled and looked at the beautiful flowers, “I want to make a wreath.”

The gardener nodded, “Miss Anan, please wait a moment.”

After saying that, he turned around and put the big scissors into the tool bucket at the side. Then, he walked toward a small wooden house.

When he came back, he was carrying a small basket.

There were flowers of all colors in the small basket.

It was trimmed and usually used to make garlands, dried flower art, flower tea, and so on.

Mu Anan took the small basket. When she turned her head around happily, she found that Seventh Master had already sat on a white wooden chair outside the room.

His body leaned slightly against the back of the chair, his right hand spread out across the back of the chair, his left hand slightly bent, and his legs crossed.

His posture was very casual with a hint of laziness. He watched the little girl play something off to the side with gusto.

When the little girl turned around and smiled, the corners of Seventh Master’s mouth also curled up.

He gave her a look.

Let her enjoy herself.

Mu Anan smiled and turned to look at the things in the flower basket. She was a little troubled, “I don’t think I know how to do it.”

The gardener squatted down, “Let me teach you.”

Mu Anan nodded and learned how to weave flower baskets from the gardener.

She was so focused on learning that she did not notice that the distance between her and the gardener was getting closer and closer.

From the reflection on the chair beside them, it seemed that the two of them were stuck together.

The sunlight was shining and the garden was beautiful.

They looked more like a young couple on a date.

Zong Zhengyu’s face darkened. He stood up from his chair and walked towards Mu Anan and the gardener.

A strong aura pressed over.

The gardener was shocked and quickly stood up from the ground. He took a few steps back, “Seventh, Seventh Master!”

Mu Anan looked up and saw that Seventh Master was only two to three meters away. She quickly hid the things in the basket in her arms.

“Seventh Master, don’t come over yet.”

Zong Zhengyu frowned.

Don’t come over?

Mu Anan said again, “Seventh Master, wait for me over there for a while. 1’11 be done soon.”

Zong Zhengyu didn’t reply to her and stood two to three meters away from Mu Anan.

His face was gloomy and his aura was very strong.

The gardener could not help but take a few steps back.

Mu Anan said, “Seventh Master, go back and sit down. Wait for me. I have a surprise.”

After Mu Anan finished speaking, Zong Zhengyu was still indifferent.

Mu Anan acted coquettishly, “Brother Yu!”

Zong Zhengyu’s eyebrows loosened.

At the same time, the gardener lowered his head and silently retreated to the other side to work.

Zong Zhengyu’s eyes were cold. Seeing the gardener walk further and further away, his dark expression eased up.

His gaze returned to Mu Anan and softened a little.

“Speed up.” He said two words and turned around to sit back down.

Mu Anan complained, “You don’t have any patience at all.”

Although she was complaining, Mu Anan knew that Seventh Master was very impatient, so she quickened her movements.

About five to six minutes later….