Young and Beautiful Wife: Sir, Be Patient

Chapter 464: The Unlucky Child Who Courted Death

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

When Mu Anan pushed her, Xiao Jiu expressed her dissatisfaction, “Sister An, don’t stop me saying that just because Seventh Brother has saved you. I’m telling you that I have the freedom of speech. I’ve already thought of countless ways to deal with Seventh Brother in my clever brain!”

“Xiao Jiu, you don’t need to deal with your Seventh Brother. Seventh Brother has always been good to you.” Mu Anan remained. She kept tugging on Xiao Jiu’s sleeve, reminding her to hurry back.

She turned around and saw that Seventh Brother she was talking about had already walked over.

Please, you unlucky child. Just turn around and take a look. If you don’t, you’ll die.

Mu Anan wanted to save this unlucky child, but she couldn’t stop her from sending herself to her death.

Not only did she completely ignore Mu Anan’s warning, but she also kept on saying, “Sister An, I know you care about him, but don’t stop me. I promise that after you take my methods, you can tame my Seventh Brother.”

“First of all, you have to let him learn to take care of his sister and dote on her. Don’t be like a tyrant all day long. But how will we do…”

“Xiao Jiu, just…”

“Jeez, don’t be so hesitant, I’m giving you tips now.” Xiao Jiu waved her hand and continued to break her fingers, “First of all, doesn’t my tyrant Seventh Brother often dislike me for being noisy and throw me out just because I say too many words? Tie him up, and then I’ll find a few monks to surround my Seventh Brother and chant sutras. Let him learn to have a pure heart and few desires, and learn some patience!”

After saying that, Xiao Jiu even punched its thigh.

Mu Anan looked at Xiao Jiu in silence, then looked up at Seventh Master, who was standing at the side with his arms crossed and listening to Xiao Jiu expressionlessly.

“Xiao Jiu, that’s enough…”

“Why? That’s not nearly enough. Sister An, let me tell you, if that’s all I’ll be letting down all my years of grievances!” Xiao Jiu waved its hand impatiently.

Mu Anan saw that the unlucky child had no intention of stopping.

She closed her eyes and did not care anymore.

Let her die!

As soon as Mu Anan didn’t stop her, Xiao Jiu didn’t suppress herself anymore. The chatterbox can’t stop talking!

“Tyrant has always been very mindful of his image. Whenever I see him, he’s always in a suit, so… Hehe, Sister An, I’ve thought of a way to make him…Haha, let me tell you…Hahahahaha, he would…Hahahahaha.”

Later, Xiao Jiu could not finish her words and was caught up in her laughter, grinning madly.

When she couldn’t stop laughing, Xiao Jiu collapsed on the bed and rolled around, laughing loudly and presumptuously.

“Sister An, why don’t you take advantage of his shower…Steal all his clothes, then get a reporter to come over and make him appear in World Weekly… Hahahahaha, World Weekly, the most beloved heir of the old master of the Zong family has become…”

Xiao Jiu was still talking about joy, but when she rolled around, her gaze swept across a man standing by the bed. All her words were swallowed back into her throat.

She even burped.

Xiao Jiu silently rolled to Mu Anan’s side and tugged on Mu Anan’s hand, “Sister An, am I over-excited and hallucinating?”

Mu Anan looked at her speechlessly.

She didn’t say anything. Instead, she mercilessly pressed down on Xiao Jiu’s head and turned her gaze to the seat at the end of the bed.

Seventh Master was in a casual outfit. There was no expression on his face. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at her coldly.

Xiao Jiu’s had a desperate expression and stuck to Mu Anan.

After meeting her Seventh Brother gaze, Xiao Jiu felt the charm of the phrase ‘die young.¹

She shivered against Mu Anan’s back.

“Sister Anan, he’s already here. Why didn’t you say anything?”

Faced with Jiu Jiu’s miserable inquiry, Mu Anan mercilessly bowed her head and threw in, “I tried, not just one time.”

But…

Unlucky child, you didn’t realize that at all.

“Zong Zhengjiu.” The man standing at the head of the bed had already spoken. With just several words, her full name, Xiao Jiu seemed to be able to hear the call of death.

The next second, Xiao Jiu turned around and hugged Mu Anan tightly, “Sister An, save Xiao Jiu!”

“I can’t save you!” Mu Anan threw out those three words mercilessly. At the same time, she helped Xiao Jiu pinch her philtrum so that she wouldn’t die too quickly.

Zong Zhengyu’s face was expressionless, but when he saw Xiao Jiu clinging onto Mu Anan like a koala bear, he frowned.

He took a step forward, grabbed Xiao Jiu by the collar, and dragged her out.

“I don’t want to. Sister An, save me. Seventh sister-in-law…” Jiu Jiu grabbed Mu Anan tightly.

However, she could not even struggle. Seventh Master yanked her out of the bed and carried her outside like an object.

Xiao Jiu pulled her legs and struggled.

When she saw Song Ting walk in, she quickly shook off Seventh Master and ran towards Song Ting, “Tingting, save me!”

Xiao Jiu hugged Song Ting’s waist and hid behind him.

Song Ting subconsciously took a step to the side, blocking between Zong Zhengyu and Xiao Jiu.

Seventh Master’s face was expressionless. He glanced at Xiao Jiu, who was behind Song Ting, “Come here.”

“I refuse! You will kill me, Tyrant!”

Zong Zhengyu glanced over and Xiao Jiu immediately hid behind Song Ting.

The teenager had blue-grey hair. His delicate features were like a work of art. At this moment, his face was expressionless as he said, “She’s still young and ignorant.”

“Her surname is Zong.” Seventh Master’s words were sharp as he swept his gaze at the people behind Song Ting.

Xiao Jiu pouted, “Seventh Brother, please let me go…”

As Xiao Jiu spoke, it even threw Mu Anan a pleading look.

At this moment, Mu Anan was already laughing so much that she couldn’t care less about whether Xiao Jiu was asking for help or not.

Zong Zhengyu rolled up his sleeves, “I’ll give you three seconds. Either come here by yourself or by me.”

The man’s words were impatient.

“One.”

When he said, his sharp gaze was directed at Xiao Jiu.

Although Song Ting was in front of her, Xiao Jiu still felt a strong threat.

“Two.”

To go over or not to go over became a fatal question.

“Three…”

“Seventh Brother, Seventh Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong!”

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Jiu rushed out and sat on the ground, hugging Zong Zhengyu’s thigh, “Seventh Brother, I was wrong!”

Zong Zhengyu lowered his eyes, “Get up, it’s not decent for a girl to do that.”

“Do you ever treat me as a girl?” Xiao Jiu raised her head and asked a question from her soul.

But in the next second of meeting Zong Zhengyu’s gaze, Xiao Jiu immediately shouted, “Seventh Brother, you can treat me as whatever you want, I don’t have any problem with that! I have no objections at all!”

Mu Anan couldn’t help but laugh when she saw how spineless Xiao Jiu was.

She subconsciously slumped onto the bed and wanted to roll around.

However, as soon as she laid down, she immediately felt the wound on her back. With a hissing sound, she immediately sat up and grimaced.

The wound really hurt.

Mu Anan touched the wound on her back.

On the other side, Zong Zhengyu glanced at her. Seeing the girl’s painful expression, he was about to go over, but his thigh was hugged by Xiao Jiu.

Moreover, when Xiao Jiu felt him move, she hugged him even tighter.

Seventh Master was speechless..