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Chapter 102: I will give you an explanation in the future

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    After Zong Zhengyu finished speaking, he asked someone to deliver the porridge, and he didn't say anything more, and sat on the side seat.

    Mu An'an just got over his fever, and he still doesn't have much strength, so he keeps thinking about what happened yesterday.

    Want to take the initiative to speak, but don't know where to start.

    The two remained silent like this.

    Until the servant brought the porridge.

    Zong Zhengyu asked the servant to leave. He personally carried the porridge and sat in front of Mu An'an's bed. He gently stirred the steaming porridge and blew on it to make sure the temperature was right before putting it into Mu An'an's mouth.  deliver.

    Mu An'an just watched so quietly, when the white porridge was delivered to his mouth, his nose felt a little sore.

    When he looked up, his eyes were red.

    Seeing this, Qi Ye frowned immediately, put down the porridge, and stroked Mu An'an's forehead with his right hand, "Still have a fever?"

    On his forehead, he could clearly feel the temperature of Qi Ye's hands, and the faint smell of smoke from his fingertips.

    Mu Anan likes the smell of smoke very much.

    When I was younger, my grandfather and mother didn't smoke, only the scumbag smoked, but my mother strictly ordered the scumbag father to get rid of the smell of cigarettes if he wanted to get close to Mu An'an.

    However, the scumbag father rarely gets close to Mu An'an.

    He didn't like Mu An'an, and Mu An'an hadn't been close to him since childhood.

    Mu An'an grew up and smelled a little outside, but she didn't find it as hard to accept as her mother said.

    After arriving at Yuyuanyuan, you can always smell the faint smell of smoke on Qiye's body.

    Very pure smoke smell, light, not strong and not pungent, especially fascinating.

    like.

    As soon as he smelled this smell, Mu An'an felt very relieved.

    Losing anything, I don't want to lose this taste.

    "Master Seven."

    Mu Anan took a deep breath, her voice hoarse.

    I don't know if it's because I'm sick or something is on my mind.

    "Um?"

    "Aren't you going to talk to me about what happened on the cruise ship yesterday?"

    After thinking about it, Mu Anan still took the initiative to talk about it, "You don't blame me?"

    "Yesterday has passed." Zong Zhengyu gave a very direct answer.

    Mu Anan's heart tightened for a moment.

    Zong Zhengyu served the porridge again, stirred it gently, and fed it into Mu An'an's mouth.

    Mu An'an originally refused, but she really couldn't eat, and her stomach always felt a little sick.

    But Seventh Master personally sent it over, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

    Zong Zhengyu fed Mu An'an half a bowl of porridge, and finally seeing her frown, he couldn't eat any more, so he put the bowl aside.

    After pulling out a tissue, he wiped Mu Anan's mouth carefully, and took his temperature again to make sure everything was normal.

    "Is there any discomfort?"

    Mu Anan shook his head, "It's much more comfortable."

    Her physique is not very good and she often gets sick, but she recovers quickly.

    Seeing that Mu An'an's face turned rosy, Zong Zhengyu sat back on the chair beside him.

    He was sitting a little casually, and he was not wearing a formal suit today, causing his whole person to exude a lazy sex appeal.

    "An'an."

    Zong Zhengyu called out slowly.

    Mu Anan looked sideways at Zong Zhengyu.

    Zong Zhengyu raised his eyes, "Yesterday on the speedboat, you asked me if I was related to the tragedy of the Mu family."

    When Zong Zhengyu mentioned this matter, Mu An'an's heart seemed to be strangled by someone, and he was very nervous.

    For a while I didn't know how to breathe.

    The expression is very stiff.

    Zong Zhengyu: "I said no."

    "I believe in you!" Mu Anan shouted this sentence almost eagerly.

    But when I yelled this sentence, I felt sad and guilty.

    Sad, Qi Ye would never lie to her.

    From childhood to adulthood, no matter what, for Zong Zhengyu, if there is something, there is nothing, and if there is nothing, there is nothing. He never lies or cheats.

    Mu An'an not only gave his heart to this man who gave him a second life, but also gave him all his trust.

    Guilt is for mother and grandfather.

    Zong Zhengyu looked at the nervous child in front of him, and replied, "I'll give you a word today."

    "I am not the mastermind of the Mu family tragedy."

    Zong Zhengyu spoke calmly, and it was the first time he really talked about this matter with Mu An'an.

    I didn't talk about it before, because I thought she was still young and had a strong personality.When it comes to problems, I start to be impulsive and worry about doing stupid things.

    Now choosing to be with her is not because Mu An'an has grown up in his eyes.

    It's to avoid yesterday's ghost thing from happening.

    This child doesn't know anything, and the matter of the Mu family has always been very sensitive. After hearing two or three sentences, he will lose his judgment due to emotion.

    If you don't make it clear, the kid will think wildly.

    And Zong Zhengyu even thought that Mu Anan grabbed his sleeve that day, saying that if he really had something to do with the Mu family, she would forgive him, but she would not let herself go.

    He didn't want the child to be hurt.

    Zong Zhengyu stared at Mu An'an, and said again: "There are many things involved in the Mu family's case, and there are even people behind the scenes manipulating it. The Jiang family is nothing, the key is the people who help the Jiang family behind the scenes.

    If you believe me, just remember, I will give you an account of this matter, sooner or later.  "

    Mu An'an kept looking into Zong Zhengyu's eyes, and listened to his words quietly.

    She gave the answer almost without hesitation, "Okay, I believe it."

    I believe everything you say.

    You said it was good for me, I believe it.

    If you say you don't, I believe it too.

    You said you would give me an explanation, and I still believe it.

    Mu An'an's eyes were moist, but he gave Zong Zhengyu a strong smile.

    I don't know why, but such a smile made Zongzheng Yu's heart tingle.

    There is an urge to hug the child.

    And when Zongzhengyu was about to stand up, the phone rang.

    He glanced down, but instead of answering, hung up directly.

    He stood up and put his hand on Mu Anan's head, "Your hospital is on vacation these two days, I will take you to the suburbs."

    "Huh?" Mu An raised his head.

    Zong Zhengyu: "Didn't you say you wanted to attend a reception?"

    "You want to take me there?" Mu An'an had a smile on his face.

    She said before that she wanted to go to the reception.

    But because I saw lipstick marks on Zongzheng Yu's neckline at that time, I was a little jealous, so I said it.

    She is actually not interested in the reception.

    But on second thought, doesn't going to a reception mean wearing a dress?

    She can choose to be more sexy and feminine, and give Qi Ye a little stimulation from the appearance, let him know that she has grown up.

    Thinking of this, Mu Anan laughed, "Go."

    "You can call your friend."

    "Curly hair?" Mu Anan blurted out, only to receive Zong Zhengyu's sharp eyes.

    Mu Anan immediately shrank his neck, "You mean Chen Hua?"

    Just as she finished speaking, Zong Zhengyu's cell phone rang again.

    He glanced at it, and didn't hang up this time, "If you want to bring it, you can notify yourself and let Rosen prepare the dress."

    After finishing speaking, Zongzheng Yu stepped forward, but when he reached the door, he added, "Remember, only bring one."

    Mu Anan immediately sat up straight and saluted the military, "Okay! I know, only with curly hair Oh no, Chen Hua is one."

    Qi Ye didn't bother to talk to him, opened the door and left.

    Mu Anan lay on the bed and laughed.

    The appearance of Qiye eating vinegar is so cute.

    Whether it's possessive jealousy or something else, she likes it anyway.

    Mu An'an smiled, thinking about the Jiang family again, his expression was a little gloomy.

    But only for a moment, and then covered up the past.

    Sit down again, grab the phone, and prepare to send Chen Hua a message.

    In the end, when he saw the chat records between himself and Chen Hua, Mu Anan was dumbfounded (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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