Chapter 25: Kiddo, It’s Time to Go Home

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

The three of them were still enjoying their family moment, clueless about the approaching danger.

Mu Anan started sighting and was about to pull the trigger…

“Kiddo.”

A low voice suddenly rang in Mu Anan’s ears, and she froze.

Because it was the voice that was most familiar to Mu Anan.

It was the voice of Seventh Master.

Mu Anan couldn’t hear what was around her since she was in a trance, but she could hear Seventh Master loud and clear.

Mu Anan was confused for a few seconds before she looked around and finally locked her gaze on the huge LED screen of a giant billboard in the distance.

The background on screen was the famous ZY International Group building.

Meanwhile in the building…

Zong Zhengyu was wearing a dark blue suit, looking elegant and powerful. Although the huge sunglasses covered half his face, they still couldn’t hide his mesmerizing face.

The reporters surrounding him were frantically filming and asking questions.

However, they could not get close to him because of the bodyguards.

“Seventh Master, is it true that you want to acquire INT Group?”

“Seventh Master, please tell us about ZY’s plan for the second half of the year.”

“Seventh Master, some reporter took a photo of you with a female companion yesterday. Is she your girlfriend?”

“Seventh Master, this is the first time you’ve volunteered for an interview. May I ask why?”

…

The surrounding reporters kept asking, but Zong Zhengyu did not answer.

Instead, he looked at the camera and suddenly took off his glasses, revealing his perfect face. Everyone in the room held their breaths.

Zong Zhengyu stared at the camera and said, “Kiddo, it’s time to go home.”

Mu Anan felt as if her heart had been struck when she heard that.

It was as if Zong Zhengyu was staring at her from the big screen.

He was telling her that it was time to go home and not loiter outside.

In that instant, her rationality, which had been overpowered by hatred, returned bit by bit.

She felt as if all strength had been drained out of her body as she fell to the ground and dropped the gun.

She could still see the eyesore Jiang family in front of her.

But inside her lived a flock of injured animals called Mu Anan.

On the other side was Seventh Master.

The radiant Seventh Master.

Seventh Master who was waiting for her to go home.

On the big screen, Seventh Master had already put on his sunglasses.

A Maybach was parked nearby and a bodyguard respectfully opened the backseat door for him.

Before Zong Zhengyu boarded the car, he said, “My kiddo at home is waiting to have dinner with me.”

With that, he got into the car.

Mu Anan’s face was covered in tears.

At this moment, she suddenly realized that she couldn’t bear to die.

Because there was Zong Zhengyu in this world.

She could not bear to leave the person she loved the most like this.

She wanted to go home…

Mu Anan trembled as she took out her phone and made a call.

“Hello?” Over the phone, Zong Zhengyu’s voice still sounded deep and cold.

He was in the backseat of the Maybach, looking out at the scenery as the car drove.

The line was silent for a long time until Mu Anan said in a trembling and hoarse voice, “Seventh Master.”

“Yes, I’m here.”

“I want to go home.”

“I’ll pick you up.”

“Alright.”

After ending the call, Zong Zhengyu gave the driver a look and they sped off.

When Zong Zhengyu’s car arrived, he saw Mu Anan sitting on the ground, staring at the road ahead with dull eyes.

She looked like a porcelain doll on the verge of disintegration.

With just a slight nudge, she would shatter into pieces.

Zong Zhengyu’s heart tightened.

He had always been cold and ruthless, and he handled problems directly and firmly.

However, at this moment, he felt a little regretful.

He shouldn’t have used such a method to rid his girl of her hatred.

His heart ached.

Zong Zhengyu didn’t let the driver drive up to Mu Anan, but stopped the car 100 meters away.

He got out of the car and walked toward Mu Anan.

Mu Anan was still in a trance until Zong Zhengyu squatted in front of her when her eyelashes trembled, and she regained her senses.

Zong Zhengyu reached out and tidied Mu Anan’s hair. “Kiddo, let’s go home.”

Mu Anan stared at Zong Zhengyu, her lifeless eyes slowly regaining focus. Tears welled up in her eyes until they rolled down her cheeks.

“Seventh Master, I’m in pain.”

She clutched her heart and her voice trembled.

Zong Zhengyu held Mu Anan in his arms. “Seventh Master will make it alright.”

“Will I be alright?”

“You will be fine.”

Zong Zhengyu said as he scooped Mu Anan up from the ground.

Mu Anan did not speak. She leaned her face on Zong Zhengyu’s shoulder and sniffled, quietly appreciating the warmth and smell of Seventh Master.

He put her heart at ease.

Mu Anan lay in Zong Zhengyu’s arms on their way home.

Her eyes were closed, but Zong Zhengyu knew that she was not asleep.

He stroked Mu Anan’s back again and again.

Just like in the first few months when he brought her back to Yuyuan Estate. She often had nightmares and he would accompany and comfort her.

He helped her dispel the darkness and fear in her heart.

He was the god in her new world!

…

When they arrived at Yuyuan Estate, Zong Zhengyu carried Mu Anan out of the car.

All the lights at Yuyuan Estate were turned on. A group of servants came forward and stood neatly in two rows, bowing respectfully!

“Miss Anan, welcome home.”

Mu Anan shuddered in Zong Zhengyu’s arms, but she still did not open her eyes.

There was usually no welcome parade like this when Mu Anan came home to Yuyuan Estate.

Mu Anan knew that this was specially arranged by Zong Zhengyu.

A welcome parade like this was also a declaration of sovereignty.

She was Miss Anan of Yuyuan Estate!

She was Zong Zhengyu’s little princess, the little princess of Yuyuan Estate envied by all in Jianglan City!

Zong Zhengyu carried Mu Anan upstairs.

He was going to bring Mu Anan back to her room, but Mu Anan refused.

“Seventh Master, I want to go to your room.”

Zong Zhengyu brought Mu Anan back to his room.

Compared to Mu Anan’s room, which was decorated in warm colors, Zong Zhengyu’s room was black-themed, bold and sophisticated.

Just like him.

Zong Zhengyu walked to the bedside to put Mu Anan down in bed, but Mu Anan held on tightly to his neck.

“Come down. We’ll need to treat your wounds.”

Mu Anan shook her head. She didn’t just hold on to him but hugged him even tighter.

Zong Zhengyu was helpless as he said, “You’re injured.”

“Yes, it hurts.” Mu Anan replied, sounding even more aggrieved. “I want Seventh Master to carry me, or I won’t be able to recover.”

“You need to apply medicine.”

“Seventh Master is Anan’s medicine.”

“I’ll ask Gu Shuqing to come up.”

As soon as Zong Zhengyu said that, Mu Anan, who was clinging on to him, let go reluctantly.

Zong Zhengyu placed Mu Anan on the bed.

Mu Anan’s current state made people frown.

Her clothes were dirty, her hair was messy, and her pants were torn at the knees. One could see the scraped knees inside, as well as blood that had coagulated around her hand injuries, which had wood chips on it.

Zong Zhengyu looked at Mu Anan and frowned; he was about to scold her.

But when he looked up and saw Mu Anan’s aggrieved look, his heart ached.

Zong Zhengyu retracted his gaze and put the first aid kit on the bedside table. He knelt on one knee to treat Mu Anan’s wounds.

He first cut her pants below the knees, exposing her fair and slender calves. Because of her fair skin, the scrapes on her knees were especially obvious.

Zong Zhengyu’s face turned black, but he suppressed his annoyance and started to clean Mu Anan’s wounds.

Mu Anan looked at him quietly.

To outsiders, Seventh Master of Yuyuan Estate controlled the lifeline of the entire Jianglan City. He was like a supreme and terrifying emperor, the most noble existence at the top of the pyramid.

He was like a god who descended to the mortal world, sacred and inviolable.

However, this god was kneeling on one knee and treating her wounds with all the gentleness he had.

Whenever things like this happened, Mu Anan always felt that she was special to Seventh Master.

And her feelings for Zong Zhengyu would grow more passionate and stronger.

To Mu Anan, as long as she was special to him and she was by his side, she would have a long future with Zong Zhengyu.

Even if she couldn’t become Zong Zhengyu’s love interest, it didn’t matter.

It was enough as long as she was by Zong Zhengyu’s side.

Mu Anan stared at Zong Zhengyu with infatuation.

She suddenly felt lucky.

Just now when Zong Zhengyu asked her to go home, she didn’t end up risking her life to kamikaze her way into the Jiang residence.

Mu Anan only felt headache and guilt now when she thought about how she would be separated from Seventh Master if she kamikazed her way into the Jiang residence.

At the thought of this, Mu Anan bent over and hugged Zong Zhengyu. “Seventh Master… I’m sorry.”