Chapter 2
Sacrifice
The next day…
Mu Anan opened her eyes before dawn. She was visibly exhausted.
The man was sleeping next to her with half his devilish face peeking out of the blanket.
Mu Anan did not dare to stay.
Even if she really wanted to sleep, she must leave before this man woke up or the consequences would be unimaginable.
Dr. Gu had been waiting at the door.
He had sent the servant away.
Seeing Mu Anan come out, Dr. Gu hurried followed her and closed the door quietly behind them.
“Miss Anan, are… Are you alright?”
“…”
“Have you made the arrangements?” Mu Anan asked.
“Yes, I have. Seventh Master will never know that it was you.”
Mu Anan nodded.
“Miss Anan…” Dr. Gu suddenly called out again.
After a few seconds of silence, he said, “Sorry to have sacrificed you.”
Dr. Gu then sighed and left Mu Anan’s room.
Mu Anan stood outside her bathroom and looked at the tightly shut door, her eyes slightly red. “It’s not a sacrifice at all. This has always been my dream…”
Zong Zhengyu brought Mu Anan home when she was 12 years old.
Because her mother and grandfather died so tragically, Mu Anan suffered an emotional breakdown for a long time after she arrived at Yuyuan Estate.
She couldn’t sleep for nights on end.
When she fell asleep, she had nightmares.
When startled awake, she would scream in fear uncontrollably.
But even when she was in such a terrible state, Zong Zhengyu was always by her side.
Since she couldn’t sleep, he would read her stories.
When she cried out in fear, he would hug and comfort her. He would tell her repeatedly that she didn’t need to be afraid because he was there.
Mu Anan’s Seventh Master was such a powerful man.
Even though he appeared cold and heartless, he was always gentle and caring towards her.
How could Mu Anan not be moved by such a charming man who cared so much about her?
It wasn’t just reliance; it wasn’t just gratitude.
It was love. The kind of love when a woman’s heart was moved by a man; the kind that involved intense feelings of passion and a strong sense of commitment and devotion.
So…
How could this be considered sacrifice?
It was Mu Anan’s dream to become Zong Zhengyu’s woman.
However, no matter how passionate and crazy Mu Anan’s love was, she could only keep it in her heart.
Because she knew very well that while Seventh Master doted on her, he only treated her as a junior.
If he found out that Mu Anan had crossed the line and done such a thing, he would definitely send her abroad.
Mu Anan could bury her deep love for him for the rest of her life, but she could not bear to leave Zong Zhengyu.
…
Mu Anan went to bed after taking a shower.
But halfway through her slumber, her phone rang.
She didn’t want to answer the call and was at the verge of losing her temper. However, when she saw Dr. Gu’s caller ID, she held everything in.
Yuyuan Estate was very big.
Dr. Gu was the in-house doctor at Yuyuan Estate. He was usually on call in the main villa and would say most things in person.
He would only call when they couldn’t speak in person.
Mu Anan’s first thought was that something happened to Zong Zhengyu, so she quickly answered the call.
“Miss Anan, please be prepared. Seventh Master is very angry now. He’s searching the entire estate for the woman from last night. He’ll look for you soon!”
As soon as Dr. Gu finished speaking, Mu Anan jumped out of bed in panic. Oh no, oh no…
Meanwhile in the living room of the main villa of Yuyuan Estate, a man was sitting on a long expensive black leather sofa.
He was wearing a simple black suit with a skinny black tie, fastened all the way to the top.
His long legs were wrapped tightly in his suit pants and his legs were crossed as he leaned back on the sofa. He was holding a glass of red wine and swirling it.
The flirtatious red in the glinting wine glass reflected his extremely cold face.
His deep eyes looked murderous.
He was like an emperor who reigned supreme!
Before him was a row of bodyguards and servants kneeling in fear.
“Speak, who was it?” He said in a deep voice, his simple and direct words like a death sentence to all who worked for him.
Everyone trembled even more, but no one dared to say a word.
“Seventh Master!”
Zong Zhengyu’s personal bodyguard and special assistant, Luo Sen, walked in and reported to Zong Zhengyu respectfully.
“We’ve already checked all the servants in Yuyuan Estate. We found a maid who brought her daughter into the estate yesterday. She was very suspicious. Moreover, the maid and her daughter left Yuyuan Estate early this morning.”
After Luo Sen finished speaking, he handed a file containing information about this maid and her daughter to Zong Zhengyu.
Zong Zhengyu flipped through the document briefly and then threw the file aside, “Find out who it was.”
“Yes!” Luo Sen accepted the order.
Zong Zhengyu stood up from the sofa.
His presence was already felt when he was sitting. Now that he was standing, his 1.89-meter frame with wide shoulders, narrow hips, and long legs made his aura absolutely domineering.
“Anan is still not up?” Zong Zhengyu asked.
Dr. Gu’s heart skipped a beat as he hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Seventh Master, Miss Anan is having her period, so she’s not feeling well.”
When Zong Zhengyu heard that, he immediately frowned. “Earlier than expected?”
Dr. Gu started perspiring when he heard this.
How much did he dote on her? He even remembered the girl’s period so clearly.
Dr. Gu hurriedly said, “Because Miss Anan has been busy with her studies lately. She’s a little stressed, so her period came earlier than expected.”
“Take leave.”
Zong Zhengyu gave the order and then walked upstairs.
As soon as he knocked on the door, Mu Anan shuddered. “Who, who is it?”
“It’s me.”
A deep voice replied from outside her door.
Perhaps due to the man’s strong aura, or Mu Anan’s guilty conscience, she was so nervous that she stuttered. “I-I feel crampy. I just want to sleep. I…”
Before she could finish speaking, the man had already pushed the door open rudely and walked in.
Mu Anan was speechless.
Seventh Master, could we not be so rude?
While Mu Anan was scolding him in her heart, the man had already walked up to her and touched her forehead. “Feeling really unwell?”
Unlike his domineering and cold demeanor downstairs, he was always gentle when he spoke to Mu Anan.
Mu Anan was indeed feeling unwell.
But when she saw Zong Zhengyu like this, she didn’t feel unwell at all.
She shook her head lightly and said coquettishly, “I’ll be fine after a nap.”