Chapter 68: Seventh Master Had an Aweso Waist
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
When Mu Anan turned around, a weird wind blew from the direction of the door and closed the half-opened door with a crisp sound.
Mu Anan stood where she was and stared at the door.
No matter how she stared at it, she found it strange.
She had felt that sothing was unusual behind her just now.
She thought for a mont and finally walked towards the door.
Upon arriving, Mu Anan pushed the door open without hesitation.
Behind the door was a common safety staircase. However, because it was not open for years and there were no lights there, the corridor was sowhat eerie.
The small window at the top was open, allowing the cool breeze from outside to blow in.
Mu Anan looked around and confird that there was nothing unusual. She had been too vigilant.
She rubbed her eyebrows.
It was probably because she had heard what the senior had said just now, she had doubts in her heart and was on guard.
Mu Anan let out a sigh of relief and closed the door again. She walked towards the office, telling herself not to think too much.
Back in the office, Mu Anan took a look at the surveillance cara. Everything was in order.
She supposed that she was too paranoid.
Mu Anan returned to her seat. She was going to read so profiles, but she couldn’t help recalling the scene from this morning.
Before they went to the restaurant, Seventh Master grabbed her wrist and said those words.
“I’ll take care of you for the rest of your life.”
Mu Anan couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of this.
Especially when Seventh Master stared at her and grabbed her wrist, Mu Anan could feel a warm current spreading from her blood vessels to her heart and wrapping tightly around her.
There was nothing more powerful than those words.
Mu Anan started to miss Seventh Master.
She missed him so much.
Mu Anan had always been a person of action. Since she missed him, she took out her phone and sent a ssage to Zong Zhengyu.
Mu Anan: “Seventh Master, Can 1 make a video call?”
As soon as the ssage was sent, Seventh Master’s video call request was sent over.
Mu Anan held her phone and laughed like a lunatic. Her legs kicked the ground softly.
After the excitent, she pressed the pass button.
The phone screen paused for a second and then an image appeared which almost made Mu Anan’s nose bleed.
The image didn’t show Zong Zhengyu’s face, only his lower jaw.
He lifted his chin slightly, causing his jaw to tighten, forming a beautiful curve with his exquisite collarbone. His chest was slightly open, and his slender and fair fingers were quickly buttoning his shirt.
He was standing sideways in front of the cara. His shoulders were beautiful, and his waist was so slender that even Mu Anan felt ashad.
His waist…
It was an aweso waist.
Realizing that they were on a video call, he clenched his fists and pretended to cough twice to ease his unhealthy emotions.
“Seventh Master, what are you doing?”
“Changing clothes.”
His response was simple and crude.
Mu Anan maintained her smile.
She knew that Zong Zhengyu was changing his clothes.
She just wanted to ask, why did the video call turn into Seventh Master’s changing show?
At this mont, Zong Zhengyu had finished changing his clothes.
He was wearing a simple white shirt, holding his coat in one hand and his phone in the other.
The screen of the phone turned to the floor. After a while, Zong Zhengyu’s face appeared on the screen.
He sat down on a sofa and placed his phone on the coffee table. He leaned back on the sofa with his legs slightly open. His right hand was slumped on the back of the sofa chair, and his left index finger was bent as he massaged the space between his eyebrows.
When Mu Anan saw Zong Zhengyu’s actions, she imdiately asked, “Seventh Master, are you suffering from a headache?”
“No.”
Zong Zhengyu’s reply was simple and he withdrew his movents.
However, Mu Anan saw that Zong Zhengyu’s forehead had already turned red, which proved that he had been rubbing his forehead with a lot of strength.
Mu Anan was worried, “Seventh Master, did you call a doctor during your visit to the Zong family?
“It’s fine.”
Zong Zhengyu replied simply. He didn’t want to talk too much about this headache with her.
He changed the topic, “How about your work?”
This was Mu Anan’s first night shift.
“It’s pretty good, just that…” The words almost escaped her mouth, but she imdiately retracted them at the critical mont.
She almost told Zong Zheng about what happened in the corridor.
Seventh Master had never agreed to her internship in the ntal hospital. If she said that, she would be transferred to another hospital the next day.
Mu Anan’s brain worked quickly, and she quickly added, “These patients are quite fun.”
“Hmm?” Zong Zhengyu frowned.
Mu Anan looked serious, “I just went on rounds. A patient even tried to scare by making faces at through the little window in the door. It was just so childish. With my guts, nothing can scare .”
She could fight a pack of wolves alone in the backyard of the Yuyuan Estate for an entire night. Why would she be afraid of these?
Although Mu Anan was a little shocked when the patient ca out of the hospital so suddenly.
Mu Anan raised her fist with a proud expression, “The director said that if you can’t control it, you have to use force. My fist is always standing by.”
Zong Zhengyu listened to Mu Anan’s narration calmly and narrowed his eyes.
He did not like Mu Anan’s internship at the psychiatric hospital.
And this girl, in front of him, could only be deliberately pampered to curry favour. When she was in real trouble, she tended not to let him know.
However, apart from the Jiang family, Seventh Master was not too willing to restrict her.
“Seventh Young Master.”
The servant called out softly and handed over a docunt, “Seventh Young Master, this is the list you asked for, it includes Jiang’s dical…”
“Stand down.”
“Got it!”
Jiang dical?
Mu Anan was stunned when she heard those words.
Jiang dical?
Was it the Jiang dical that she understood?
“Anan.”
Zong Zhengyu’s voice pulled Mu Anan back to her senses.
She stiffly shifted her gaze back to Zong Zhengyu on the phone screen.
He said, “1 have sothing to do. I’m hanging up.”
Mu Anan was stunned for three seconds before she finally nodded stiffly.
Zong Zhengyu had pressed end and the phone reverted to the dialog box page, but Mu Anan had no ti to care.
Her mind was filled with what she had just heard.
Jiang dical.
Jiang dical.
Jiang dical?
She thought about it a few tis and confird what she heard just now was indeed these words.
But then, Mu Anan shook her head.
Zong Zhengyu wasn’t in Jianglan City but in Liuli City now.
Jiang dical was the top corporation in Jianglan City, but there were many other companies with the sa nas in Liuli City.
It was just a na.
“I think I’m too sensitive.” Mu Anan mumbled.
She covered her face with her hands and rubbed it to calm herself down.
Just a coincidental na. She didn’t have to think much about it.
Mu Anan cald herself down.
The alarm on her phone rang, reminding Mu Anan of her second round of rounds.
She poured herself a cup of water to adjust her emotions and not let herself think too much.
Putting the empty cup down, Mu Anan took a pen and a notepad.
Mu Anan was about to leave, but she stayed when she glanced at the big screen.
A third surveillance video had a quick flash of a black figure in the fra.
Although it was no longer on the surveillance caras, Mu Anan was sure that she had not made a mistake.
There must be sothing up with it!
Mu Anan morised the location that the crema showed, threw down her pen and notebook, and rushed out!
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