Chapter 133: No Position To Be Jealous

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

Mu Anan covered the screen of her phone and said to Chen Hua calmly, I need to take a call. Enjoy

Chen Hua nodded.

Mu Anan took her phone and walked toward the gla.s.s room behind her.

The gla.s.s room was surrounded by Face Recognition, and no one could enter except Mu Anan.

This was the place Zong Zhengyu had sat since he wanted to create a secret garden for Mu Anan. No one else was allowed to enter, and no one could peek into the secrets of Mu Anans teenage years.

However, Seventh Master would never have expected that all the secrets of Mu Anans teenage years were related to him.

Mu Anan looked at the row of porcelain dolls that she had personally made over the years on the shelf, and her eyes gradually softened.

However, her phone vibrated again. An unknown number from Xing Yun Kingdom pulled Mu Anan back to her senses, and her expression dimmed.

Mu Anan answered the call.

I want money. Three million.

The other end only said one sentence before cutting it off.

Mu Anan held her phone in silence.

She didnt reply to the call because she received an empty number notification.

The person just now was Zhong Ting.

She asked for three million.

However, Mu Anan had already transferred a sum of money to Zhong Ting when she found out that Zong Zhengyu had traced her to Xing Yun Kingdom.

It was not a huge sum of money, but it was enough for Zhong Ting to spend lavishly.

However, it had not even been a month, and she was asking for money again.

Mu Anans expression was solemn.

She sat down on the cradle chair and tapped her phone screen with her fingers, looking ahead without focus.

About seven to eight minutes later, Mu Anan blinked tiredly and sent a message on her phone.

She asked the people from Xing Yun Kingdom to send money to Zhong Ting.

She then completely shredded all records of the phone.

Just as Mu Anan was about to make a ceramic to soothe her emotions, she turned around and saw Zong Zhengyu sitting on a white bench outside the gla.s.s room.

He leaned against the back of the chair and crossed his legs elegantly. It was a very natural and casual action, but the elegance on his body could not be hidden.

Perhaps he had sensed Mu Anans gaze, Master Seventh Master, who had been looking towards the distance, suddenly turned his gaze to Mu Anan.

Mu Anans heart tightened, and she subconsciously felt guilty.

But then it occurred to her that the outside was not visible from inside the gla.s.s room.

Even if Seventh Master could feel her looking at him, he wouldnt be able to see what she had just done.

Mu Anan exhaled softly.

Zhong Ting was a time bomb.

Mu Anan walked to the table and poured herself a gla.s.s of ice water to suppress her irritation.

She then looked in Zong Zhengyus direction.

He sat quietly on the chair. The moonlight shone gently on him, and behind him was a carefully trimmed flowerbed.

The scene was quiet, the man was elegant. The moonlight was gentle, and the flowerbed was embellished.

It looked like a painting from the last century.

Mu Anan took the camera beside her and captured this scene.

She thought she would have to replicate the scene in kind when she had time.

Mu Anan put the camera aside and did not rush out. Instead, she sat on the cradle chair and looked at Seventh Master quietly. All the frustration in her heart would slowly be soothed.

Mu Anan picked up her phone and called Seventh Master.

She could see that when Seventh Master took out his phone, he raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the gla.s.s room.

Mu Anan took advantage of the fact that he couldnt see her from the outside and blew a kiss at Seventh Master.

Seventh Master answered the call, Whats wrong?

Seventh Master, what are you doing outside? Are you waiting for me? Mu Anan asked.

Yes.

How did you know I was here?

I watched you get in.

Oh, and then you came over to wait for me?

Yes.

Seventh Master had always been cold and spoke very little.

However, Mu Anan always felt at ease every time she heard Seventh Masters response.

Even if its just a short reply with no emotional emphasis.

It would also let Mu Anan feel that Seventh Master was by her side. She had someone to fall back on.

The phone was still connected, but neither of them spoke.

Mu Anan had no intention of speaking. She only listened to Seventh Masters light breathing and looked greedily at the man she loved, waiting for her outside the door.

There was a sense of self-enjoyment.

She was very satisfied.

However, this scene was ruined by someone walking over from afar.

The woman wore a long black V-neck dress that perfectly exposed her good figure. She was holding two gla.s.ses of red wine in her hands.

When she stood in front of Zong Zhengyu, she deliberately bent down to serve him red wine, How about a drink, Seventh Master?

Mu Anan sat up abruptly from her chair and was about to ask Seventh Master to refuse.

But she was nervous and jealous, but not brainless.

At this moment, she could not say anything.

She was in no position to do so.

The woman tilted her head. Before Zong Zhengyu could respond, she introduced herself, h.e.l.lo, Seventh Master. Im Tang Mi from the Tang family. We just met at the Zong family yesterday. I went to visit the grand master with the elders in the family.

Tang Mi said as she sat beside Zong Zhengyu.

Mu Anan grabbed her phone nervously.

However, when Tang Mi sat down, Zong Zhengyu had already stood up, Sorry.

Tang Mi was puzzled.

Zong Zhengyu said to his phone, Come out.

Mu Anan was a little stunned.

Tang Mi raised her head and looked at Zong Zhengyus expression. She was also puzzled, Seventh Master, how

Mu Anan.

Zong Zhengyu called her name, his tone somewhat impatient.

Mu Anan, who had been inside the gla.s.s room with complicated thoughts, quietly pushed the gla.s.s door open and walked out.

She was still holding her phone.

Because Tang Mi was sitting on a chair facing the gla.s.s room, Mu Anan saw the shock in Tang Mis eyes at first glance.

Mu Anan hung up the phone and stepped forward, h.e.l.lo, Young Lady Tang. Im Mu Anan.

Although Tang Mi was stunned, as a socialite from a wealthy family, she reacted very quickly. She stood up and shook Mu Anans hand elegantly, h.e.l.lo, Tang Mi.

Mu Anan release her hand and looked at Zong Zhengyu, Seventh Master, Im starving.

Zong Zhengyu reached out and rubbed Mu Anans head, Then go eat.

Are you going with me? Mu Anan asked.

Zong Zhengyu nodded, Yes.

Mu Anan smiled and held Zong Zhengyus arm as they walked towards the food section.

During this time, she stole a glance at Tang Mi.

Tang Mis expression was well-managed, so Mu Anan couldnt tell what she was thinking, but her eyes were full of meaning. Mu Anan didnt have time to think about it.

Mu Anan had to admit that when she walked out just now, she was deliberately showing off in front of Tang Mi.

She just wanted to discreetly show off.

She was bragging about how special this man treated her.

Mu Anan was also disappointed, but she couldnt rush up and warn Tang Mi not to approach Seventh Master.

Because she was just the special one on the Seventh Masters side.

But Seventh Master was not hers.

Whats wrong?

When Mu Anan was distracted, Seventh Master reached out and pinched her ear.

Mu Anan looked up and smiled. Then, she replied.