Chapter 77: Seventh Master, I Was Wrong
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This destruction of data was so complete that even if the phone was taken for restoration it would not be recovered.
It was the contact information between Mu Anan and Zhong Ting.
After learning that Zong Zhcngyu had been traced to the Xing Yun Kingdom, Mu Anan had someone send word to Zhong Ting to hide.
And she sent a sum of cash over.
If nothing unexpected happened, she could spend half a year.
Mu Anan silently tapped her phone screen. After thinking for a while, she finally got up and walked towards the bed.
As she bent down, she took out a phone from under the bed and dialed a number.
…..
The call went through, and Mu Anan said simply, “Give her money.”
After giving her instruction, she hung up the phone and dismantled and destroyed it.
Whether Zhong Ting intended to extort money or if there was a real accident, Mu Anan would pay.
She had plenty of money.
Mu Anan’s goal was clear now. She wanted Zhong Ting not to be discovered by Seventh Master.
As long as Zhong Ting could do it, she would pay whatever she wanted.
“Tok tok tok.”
The sound of knocking on the door pulled Mu Anan back to reality.
When the door opened, two servants came with fruits and food.
“Miss Anan, you just came back from working all night. Please have some snacks before you go to bed.” The servant reported respectfully.
Mu Anan glanced at it. “Seventh Master instructed you to do so?”
The two servants looked at each other and hesitated.
Mu Anan waved her hand. “All right, leave now.”
“Yes, Miss Anan.”
As the servant left, Mu Anan walked to the table and grabbed a fresh strawberry to throw into her mouth.
It was really sweet.
Especially when she thought that Seventh Master was pissed off because she hung up on him for another guy and agreed to dine out with Huo Xian.
Mu Anan couldn’t help but feel delighted.
All these years, she had fallen in love with Seventh Master. In addition, she dressed ugly at school, so there was no one of the men by her side.
She was also not interested in playing with men.
Every day after class, she wanted to go home and be with Seventh Master.
She hadn’t expected to Huo Xian suddenly pop up beside her and make him so jealous.
Mu Anan lowered her head and snickered.
Then, she took another strawberry and threw it into her mouth.
Then, Mu Anan took out the plate of fruits and left the room.
Just as she was about to head to the study, she saw a servant walking over with coffee.
Mu Anan placed the fruit plate on the servant’s plate and took the plate, “Pass it to me. I’ll bring it to Seventh Master.”
“Got it, Miss Anan.”
The servant replied respectfully.
Just as she was about to leave, Mu Anan suddenly thought of something and stopped her, “Wait, there’s something else.”
The servant was dumbfounded.
Ten minutes later, in Zong Zhengyu’s study.
He was dealing with documents with his head lowered. His expression and aura were cold. It was as if there were four words pasted on his desk: No people allowed in.
In front of the large-screen computer, there were four video chat boxes.
They were from all high-ups of domestic and foreign companies.
This was a video conference.
And all within the meeting were on tenterhooks.
The higher-ups stared nervously at the camera, at the tyrant sitting at his desk with a violent aura emanating from his body.
No one dared to speak.
Especially when Zong Zhcngyu looked down at the document, his thin lips were pursed tighter and tighter, making the higher-ups in the video feel as if their hearts were being strangled. They were so nervous that their liver was about to explode.
“Did I raise a bunch of trash?”
The man who had lowered his head suddenly looked up and stared at everyone in the video.
Even though they were only separated by the screen, when the people on the scene saw this pair of eyes, they subconsciously wanted to kneel down and apologize!
“Luo Sen.”
Zong Zhengyu called out coldly and threw the document at him while cutting the video.
Luo Sen immediately replied, “I’m sorry, Seventh Master. I’ll deal with it again immediately.”
Luo Sen quickly put away the documents and left respectfully.
When he opened the door, he saw a maid knocking on the door with coffee and fruit.
When she saw Luo Sen, she quickly stood to the side and lowered her head.
Luo Sen did not notice and left with the documents.
The maid lowered her head and walked in with coffee and fruits. Then, she placed them in front of Seventh Master. “Seventh Master, please enjoy.”
Zong Zhengyu didn’t even look at her.
He grabbed the cigarette and lighter on the table, threw the cigarette into his mouth, and lowered his head to light it.
The smell of Nicholas immediately entered his nose, which also eased Zong Zhengyu’s irritable mood.
Zong Zhengyu leaned his right elbow on the table and rubbed his forehead with his index finger. He casually bit on a cigarette and lowered his eyes in silence.
The maid who had placed the plate on the table quietly walked behind the desk and stood behind Zong Zhengyu, slowly stretching out her hands.
However, before her hand could touch Zong Zhengyu’s forehead, whose eyes were originally lowered, his eyes flashed a chill. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the wrist of the person behind him.
He pulled hard and pinned the person to the desk. With a crisp sound, the cold muzzle of the gun had been aimed at the temple of the person pinned to the desk.
“Seventh, Seventh Master, it’s me!”
The maid at the table suddenly shouted.
As she struggled, the hat on her head fell off and his black hair scattered. At the same time, Zong Zhengyu saw the face of the person who was pressed on the table.
He immediately frowned, put away the muzzle, and threw it to the side. Then, he skillfully disassembled the gun.
At the same time, he glanced at Mu Anan, who was still half-lying on the table.
She was wearing the uniform of a maid in the Yuyuan Estate.
If she hadn’t spoken so quickly, the bullet would have gone through Mu Anan’s head.
When he thought of how bold she was now, Zong Zhengyu’s eyes grew even colder.
“What are you doing?”
Mu Anan struggled to get up from the table and cried out pitifully, “Because you are angry with me. If I had come in directly, you would have chased me away, so I got the maid and wore her clothes.”
“Don’t keep a pitiful face.” Seventh Master warned.
“I don’t.” Mu Anan protested. She said with a sobbing voice, “You suddenly got angry with me and ignored me. I panicked and went back to face the wall and think about life. I felt I had really done something wrong and wanted to come over and confess my mistake to you.”
“But I know I’m going to come straight over and you’ll shoot me before I can say a word.”
Zong Zhengyu asked her to stop acting pitifully, but Mu Anan acted even more pitifully. She looked at Zong Zhengyu’s spear with resentment.
…..
Although the black gun had been dismantled, Seventh Master’s slender hand still carried an indescribable sense of danger as he touched the parts.
Zong Zhengyu, who had a dark expression, started to relax.
“Come to admit your mistake?” Zong Zhengyu raised his eyebrows and leaned against the desk, putting out the cigarette in the ashtray.
Mu Anan nodded seriously. “Yes, I made a serious mistake this time. I pissed you off.”
Mu Anan bowed after she finished speaking.
Zong Zhengyu looked on with cold eyes. “What mistake have you made?”
“I shouldn’t have hung up on you!” Mu Anan said very seriously.
As Zong Zhengyu listened, he played with the parts of the black gun in his hands with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.
Mu Anan continued to admit her mistake. “I should have asked Huo Xian to answer it for me!”
“Bang!”
The gun parts that Zong Zhengyu was playing with were instantly broken.
He turned his head and looked at Mu Anan sharply..