Chapter 173: What Type Does the Seventh Master Like?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Mu Anan said, “When I was young, my mother and grandfather doted on me. But in my memory, my father was always busy. I don’t know what he’s busy with, but 1 feel like I’m not very close to him.”
No matter how good a person’s memory was, they could only remember fragments of their childhood.
As for their childhood memories, they only remembered an impression.
Jiang Zhen gave Mu Anan the impression that he was an indifferent and strict father.
Mu Anan had always thought that this was Jiang Zhen’s personality. As a father, he probably felt that Mu Anan’s mother and grandfather spoiled her too much, so he wanted to establish the image of a strict father.
“Later on, I saw Jiang Zhen doting and indulging Jiang Feng and Jiang Qin several times.” Mu Anan said, “I just found out that he’s not a strict father. He’s a father who dotes on his children.”
He just didn’t spoil her.
Mu Anan knew in her heart that it was disgusting to be jealous because of this sc*mbag.
But she really couldn’t be indifferent.
Mu Anan struggled to get up from Zong Zhengyu’s body, “Isn’t that a bit pretentious of me?”
Zong Zhengyu said, “Yes.”
Mu Anan’s face fell.
Seventh Master added, “But so what?”
Mu Anan raised her head and looked at Zong Zhengyu. His eyes were arrogant and indulgent.
Mu Anan suddenly chuckled.
She recalled how Zong Zhengyu asked her to straighten her back in the car last night.
Mu Anan raised her chin and said arrogantly, “I’m Seventh Master’s princess. What’s the matter with me even if I’m pretentious? Who dares to have a problem with that? If anyone has any objections, 1’11 let Seventh Master bite him!”
“What are you talking about?” Zong Zhengyu warning gaze swept over.
Mu Anan immediately changed her words. “Oh, 1’11 let Seventh Master’s subordinate, Luo Sen, bite him!”
Luo Sen, who was innocent, was speechless.
But with such a disturbance, Mu Anan’s heavy and upset emotions were instantly swept away.
She leaned against the car and paid attention to the scenery outside the car window.
At the same time, Luo Sen’s phone rang.
Two minutes later, Luo Sen reported, “Seventh Master, Miss Anan, there’s news from the hospital. Momo’s condition has stabilized and she’s been transferred to a normal ward.”
Mu Anan was pleased to hear the news.
She turned to look at Zong Zhengyu.” I want to see Momo.”
Zong Zhengyu pinched Mu Anan’s earlobe and gave Luo Sen a look.
Luo Sen nodded and turned the car in the direction of the hospital.
The car stopped in front of the affiliated hospital.
Zong Zhengyu helped Mu Anan tidy her hair and put on a black baseball cap on her.
In case there was any trouble with her being recognized.
Mu Anan adjusted her mask. “Don’t worry, it’s fine. Even if they recognize me, 1’11 punch them, and they’ll run away.”
Mu Anan raised her fist and shook it as if she was showing off.
However, she suddenly thought that such behavior was very cool and inappropriate.
Mu Anan quickly put her hand down and quickly changed her tone. She said in a sweet voice, “1’11 contact you immediately if I’m in danger.”
Her coquettish voice made Seventh Master frown. “Why do you talk like that?”
His hand, which was playing with Mu Anan’s earlobe, suddenly tightened. “Where did you learn it?”
“Seventh Master, it hurts!” Mu Anan quickly grabbed her ears and said pitifully, “Seventh Master, what’s the matter?”
She had seen many female streamers talk like this.
Didn’t they say that all men liked it?
How did she feel that after Seventh Master heard it, the look in his eyes revealed the meaning that if she dared to say one more sentence in such a tone, he would fix her.
“Get out of the car.” Zong Zhengyu opened his mouth and loosened his grip on Mu Anan’s earlobe.
Mu Anan pursed her lips and glanced at Seventh Master, expressing her unhappiness.
However, when he swept his cold eyes again, Mu Anan behaved herself and said goodbye to Seventh Master, “Seventh Master, 1 gotta go. Bye.”
Seventh Master nodded.
Mu Anan got out of the car. When she closed the door, she knocked on her hat.
She couldn’t help but sigh in her heart, “Seventh Master is so hard to flirt with.”
When she was heading to the hospital, Mu Anan sent a WeChat message to Dr. Gu.
Mu Anan: “What type does Seventh Master like?”
Dr. Gu:”?”
Mu Anan: “Gentle? Riotous and wild? Sexy and mature?”
Dr. Gu:”?”
Mu Anan: “Can you type anything but symbols?”
Dr. Gu: “It shouldn’t be your type.”
Mu Anan was speechless.
She gritted her teeth and suppressed the urge to hit him.
Dr. Gu: “Why are you asking this question all of a sudden? Besides you, there are no other women by Seventh Master’s side. There’s no comparison.”
Mu Anan: “Why don’t you say that Seventh Master likes my type?”
Dr. Gu: “If Seventh Master likes you, why don’t you confess?”
Mu Anan: “Can’t I be shy?”
Dr. Gu: “So you are still not sure.”
Mu Anan took a deep breath to suppress her temper and finally gave up on chatting with Dr. Gu.
This fellow was becoming less and less lovable.
He was getting more and more annoying.
To prevent herself from rushing back to kill Dr. Gu, Mu Anan chose to end the conversation.
Just as Mu Anan was about to put away her phone, she received a new message on WeChat.
Chen Hua: “Anan.”
Chen Hua sent the word, and then there was no more message. The top of the dialog box showed “Typing”.
Mu Anan wondered what she had to say, so she waited for her to continue.
But the status of “Typing” disappeared and appeared once again. It happened several times, but there was no reply from Chen Hua.
Mu Anan had already stepped into the hospital.
The elevator in the hospital was slow and crowded, so Mu Anan gave up and walked toward the stairs.
When she pushed open the emergency exit door, Chen Hua was still in the “Typing” status.
Mu Anan couldn’t wait any longer and replied with a “?”.
On the other side, Chen Hua’s “Typing” status stopped.
After a while, a message came.
Chen Hua: “Are you going back to work?”
Mu Anan was about to lift her feet to go upstairs. When she saw Chen Hua’s message, she suddenly stopped.
“Are you going back to work?”
Chen Hua’s exact words should be: “Do you have a plan to go back to work at the mental hospital?”
Mu Anan could not answer.
“Go back?”
She didn’t know. She hadn’t thought about it.
At the beginning, Momo’s suicide was revealed. Mu Anan and the medical staff on duty that night were suspended from duty for investigation. At the time, Mu Anan thought that when the truth came out, she would have to go back to her work with more dedication.
However, after being criticized by everyone, Mu Anan was suddenly confused about the white coat.
Mu Anan did not want to think about whether she should return to the mental hospital.
Before Mu Anan could reply to Chen Hua, her phone vibrated.
It was from Dr. Chen.
After seeing Chen Hua’s message, Mu Anan knew the purpose of Dr. Chen’s call.
After thinking for a while, she still answered, “Hello?”
“Miss Anan, well, that…” Dr. Chen was a little embarrassed. “I’m calling mainly to ask when you’re going back to work so that 1 can arrange your schedule.”
After that, Dr. Chen added carefully, “Or, can you tell me which shift you like? And I’ll arrange it for you.”
Mu Anan pursed her lips.
Before she could answer, the door behind her opened..