Mu Anan caught up with Seventh Master and persisted. "Seventh Master, are you really not going to consider it? You're so busy, I can go by myself."
"Seventh Master?"
"Seventh Master, is there no room for discussion?"
"Seventh master..."
"Shut up."
The next second after Zong Zhengyu raised his impatient eyes, Mu Anan cowered and swallowed all her words.
She followed Zong Zhengyu with her head lowered to the car and sat in the front passenger seat.
Mu Anan stared ahead as she put on her seat belt and said resignedly, "Seventh Master, I will always remember that you saved me. It's a pity that I won't have the chance to repay your kindness in this life. You must find me in the next life so I can repay you."
Zong Zhengyu hands had just touched the steering wheel when Mu Anan said what sounded like her last words.
He raised his eyebrows slightly.
