After Zong Zhengyu withdrew his hand, he changed his sitting posture slightly, his legs gracefully overlapped, one hand was placed on the forehead, and the fingers of the other hand were pointed on his forehead.
With a cold and arrogant attitude, he was obviously too lazy to continue talking about Tang Mi's incident with Mu An'an.
waste time.
Mu Anan sat aside, quietly looking at the side Zong Zhengyu left for him.
She has always felt that Qiye's profile is the most beautiful profile in the world.
His nose is particularly fine.
The bridge of the nose is just right, not as sharp as the hooked nose, but not too round, just the right brand nose.
Therefore, the outline of the entire side line is more distinct and smooth.
Mu Anan pursed her lips.
When the car stopped at a red light, Mu An'an grabbed Zong Zhengyu's hand, straddled his legs, and sat on Zong Zhengyu's body.
Qi Ye frowned, "What?"
Mu Anan looked at Zong Zhengyu with a pitiful face, and said in a soft voice, "Qi Ye, I am not the Holy Mother, I was raised by you, and you taught me not to be wronged or bullied since I was a child."
Zong Zhengyu did not respond.
But that look clearly told Mu Anan: You still remember these.
Mu An'an said: "But after all, the Tang family has a very close relationship with the old man. I don't want you to make the old man feel that I am a culprit because of the differences between me and the old man."
Mu Anan didn't want to speak so directly.
But Qi Ye's attitude is so direct, Mu An'an has to say it.
"The old man doesn't like my existence. I don't want the old man to have an unacceptable prejudice against me because of these things."
That old man is Qi Ye's closest person now.
"So Qiye, can we get over this matter?" Mu Anan stared at Zong Zhengyu and asked.
Zong Zhengyu didn't speak, but just stared at Mu An'an.
When she said these words, she was serious and her eyes were sincere.
It's about thinking about him wholeheartedly.
Very well-behaved and sensible.
But Zong Zhengyu felt uncomfortable inside.
This kid shouldn't be so sensible.
"Xiao An'an."
Zong Zhengyu yelled, stretched out his hand to stroke Mu An'an's hair, and said calmly: "Whether it's the old man or anyone in Zong Zheng's family, you don't need to worry about it."
Mu Anan didn't speak.
Zong Zhengyu said again, "I just need you to be your little princess in Yuyuanyuan, and do what you like and be happy."
Very gentle words.
But after Zong Zhengyu finished speaking, Mu An'an felt a pain in his heart.
The nose also became sour.
Mu An'an seemed to hear another meaning.
The old man or the Zongzheng family have nothing to do with her.
She is just a canary raised by Emperor Zongzheng in Yuyuanyuan.
All I need is to be the little princess of Yuyuanyuan for the rest of my life.
In other words, you only need to be in the Royal Garden.
Mu An'an suddenly lowered his eyes, the eye sockets were uncontrollably moist, blurring his vision.
Tang Mi had always said before that she was a canary kept in captivity in Yuyuanyuan, an existence that would never be on the stage.
She looks calm, but her heart will be hurt.
She just kept telling herself firmly that she wanted to be Zong Zhengyu's wife and the seventh young lady of Zong Zheng's family.
The road is difficult to walk, but as long as you are strong, you will cross it.
Qi Ye's words made Mu Anan instantly feel that there was an insurmountable gap between her and Qi Ye.
Either she doesn't dance, or if she dances, she will fall to pieces.
Mu An'an is not afraid of being smashed to pieces, but he is afraid of losing his qualifications to be by Master Qi's side.
'Bata'
Bean-sized teardrops fell from Mu An'an's eyes, and accidentally hit Zong Zhengyu's suit pants, and a large area was wet in an instant.
Zong Zhengyu immediately held Mu An'an's face and asked her to look up.
I saw a crying face directly.
The tears fell drop by drop, feeling aggrieved and sad.
Zong Zhengyu immediately took out a tissue and wiped it for Mu Anan, "Say a few words, are you still crying?"
Mu Anan stared at Zong Zhengyu, "I'm just sad, I just don't want the old man to think that I'm a disaster, and I don't want to be hated by people Qi Ye cares about."
She doesn't have to care about anyone's opinion in this world.
theOnly Zongzheng Yu.
Mu Anan cared very much about him, and the opinions of those around him who he cared about.
"I just don't want to." Mu Anan said.
The more you cry, the more wronged you become.
She just didn't want to, there were those insurmountable gaps between Zong Zhengyu and Zong Zhengyu.
The more Mu Anan cried, the more miserable he became.
She was wronged, "You just don't listen to me. I have said so much, and I hate Tang Mi too. When I entered the haunted house just now, I thought a lot about it. How can Tang Mi be afraid of me without being afraid of me?" It's going to really mess with her."
"Whether she dies or not, whether she is disfigured or not has nothing to do with me."
"But she was born well and has a Tang family who can take care of her."
Mu Anan seldom cries.
But when you really cry, you just cry out all your grievances and sorrows.
Mouth 'baba' said.
But she was also confused by what she said.
I don't know what to say, I just speak indiscriminately, but I don't use my brain, and I speak out according to my emotions.
And her crying really broke all of Zong Zhengyu's indifference.
Especially when those eyes stared at Zong Zhengyu, it seemed that he had been greatly wronged, and the loneliness of being abandoned made Zong Zhengyu completely surrender to this child.
Zong Zhengyu hugged Mu An'an into his arms, "Stop crying, I understand."
Mu An'an didn't care, buried his face on Zong Zhengyu's shoulder, and grabbed Zong Zhengyu's suit to wipe his tears.
As a clean freak Qi Ye, this matter is a challenge to the nerves.
But at this time, the child was crying so badly that he couldn't worry about it.
Just care about coaxing the children.
"I promise you." In the end Zongzheng Yu let go, "Don't destroy the Tang family, don't move Tang Mi."
The person who was crying miserably fell silent instantly after hearing this sentence.
He wiped Qiye's suit jacket indiscriminately, then slightly raised his head and looked at Qiye, "Are you serious?"
Seeing the child's red eyes open, Zong Zhengyu suddenly laughed.
Reached out and pinched Mu An'an's face.
"Why, your tears will disappear if you say no?"
flexible.
"If Master Qi thinks I'm not miserable enough, I can cry again."
After Mu An'an finished speaking, he curled his mouth, and tears began to brew again.