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Chapter 1001: Never lose pride

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    Mu Anan had guessed it before.

    According to Fay's tone, Zong Zhengyu's matter is not that bad, and the hope of healing is greater than anything else.

    But Mu An'an couldn't be happy.

    I just felt like a stone was weighing heavily on my heart, and I couldn't breathe.

    Fay said, "I will arrange a time with Qi Ye. The second hypnotherapy should be in a week. I will adjust the plan according to today's situation."

    "Miss An An, why do you seem unhappy?" Fay saw the problem.

    "My heart hurts." Mu Anan said.

    At the door, Zong Zhengyu, who was about to push the door to enter after finishing his work call, stopped when he heard Mu An'an's words.

    Mu Anan said, "I regretted the moment he was hypnotized while lying on the couch. With his identity and such a person, being hypnotized is the most dangerous, because it is easy to be manipulated and deprived of secrets."

    "I knew from the very beginning that he didn't want to mention this matter. In fact, it doesn't matter if he doesn't treat it."

    Mu Anan smiled wryly, "Without treatment, as long as Gu Xi's affairs are not involved, he will be fine now, he will no longer be sick, let alone have any problems.

    Without treatment he will be better.  "

    Mu Anan looked away, not letting herself cry.

    When seeing Zong Zhengyu lying in it just now, Mu Anan felt anxious, regretted it, and blamed himself.

    Blame yourself for being too selfish.

    Because she minded, he had to bear the pain of treatment.

    "But it is a disease after all." Fay comforted, "If it is a disease, it must be treated."

    Mu Anan didn't speak.

    Fay added, "There is no cure for the cause of the disease, and there will always be a big outbreak one day. Miss An An, you are a professional in this field, and you know it very well, right?"

    Mu Anan and Fay looked at each other, just smiled, and didn't say much.

    Fay stood up from his seat, "Miss An An, do I still need to make a second hypnosis plan?"

    "need."

    Before Mu An'an responded, Zong Zhengyu had already opened the door and entered.

    "Why are you outside?" Mu Anan stood up.

    Zong Zhengyu naturally embraced Mu An'an's waist, reached out to shake Fay's hand, and said in a steady voice, "Professor Fay, make an appointment with my assistant directly next week."

    "Okay." Fay responded, "Then I'll leave now."

    "Rosen."

    Rosen pushed the door and entered, and asked Fay to leave.

    Only Mu An'an and Zong Zhengyu were left in the room.

    The situation in the house is still being monitored on the big screen.

    It's just that there are only a few chairs left in the hypnosis room, and it looks a little lonely after a second glance.

    Mu Anan looked at Zong Zhengyu, and was about to speak when Zong Zhengyu pinched his face.

    Mu Anan tilted his head in pain, "Qiye, what are you doing?"

    "What are you thinking?" He asked back, "Why are you so sentimental recently?"

    "I¡­¡­"

    When Zongzhengyu let go, Mu Anan quickly took a step back.

    Zong Zhengyu bent over and approached, "Sister An, you have changed."

    Mu Anan frowned.

    Zong Zhengyu reached out to lift Mu An'an's jaw, and when he took a step forward, he reached out to the seat of Mu An'an's back, making her stand up straight and her back straight.

    "I've said it many times." He said, "You can't let go of your pride at any time."

    Mu Anan looked at Zong Zhengyu with red eyes.

    "What I want is the proud little princess, understand?"

    Zong Zhengyu asked a rhetorical question, and at that moment, countless images appeared in Mu An'an's mind.

    There are countless pictures of Seventh Master lifting her jaw and straightening her back.

    Countless, he told her that she must be the proudest little princess in the whole world.

    The proudest princess of Yuyuanyuan, she does not accept any provocations.

    Act recklessly and lawlessly.

    Suddenly, Mu Anan laughed directly.

    She wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with her index finger.

    When he turned his head, he grabbed Zongzheng Yu's collar and said, "Then, you promise me that you will cure ptsd no matter what."

    Zong Zhengyu nodded, "Well, what else?"

    "We're getting married, I don't care what happens to you and Gu Xi, you will be mine from now on."

    "Well, are there any more?"

    "temporarily unavailable.  "

    Zong Zhengyu suddenly grabbed the back of Mu An'an's head, lowered his head and kissed, "Baby, these are all written in the prenuptial contract, huh?"

    "A prenuptial contract?"

    "Well, first, Zong Zhengyu will always surrender to Mu An'an unconditionally."

    "Article 2, Zongzhengyu belongs to Mu Anan, including Zongzhengyu."

    "Article 3, if the marriage deteriorates, Zongzheng Yu will leave the house completely."

    Mu An'an listened carefully to Qi Ye's reading down one by one.

    "Give me everything?" she asked.

    Zong Zhengyu hugged him into his arms, "Yes, I'll give you everything, Xiao An'an."

    "Qiye, the company"

    Luo Sen just opened the door and came in, speaking urgently, but as soon as he came in, he saw Zong Zhengyu hugging Mu An'an, and the two were affectionate.

    Rosen immediately backed out and closed the door.

    Mu Anan struggled, "The company has something to do, so you can go."

    "I'll take you home first."

    "That may not be necessary."

    "Um?"

    "I have an appointment with someone to play with the car at night." Mu Anan said.

    Zong Zhengyu frowned upon hearing this.

    Before Qi Ye could speak, Mu An'an hurriedly said, "What someone said just now, everything belongs to me. Proud little princess, I don't accept any provocations or rejections!"

    Zongzheng Yu:

    "Little princess, do you know what I want to do now?"

    "Do not listen."

    "I want to take you home to clean up."

    "Don't listen, don't listen."

    "Did you clean up?"

    "you dare?"

    "I can not."

    It's exactly eight o'clock in the evening.

    Mu An'an was dressed in leather, wearing a thick black helmet, sitting on a heavy-duty Harley, skillfully and handsomely controlling the motorcycle, and galloping on the uninhabited road.

    The red car at the rear followed closely and quickly overtook it.

    When paralleling with Mu An'an, the red car let go and gave Mu An'an a thumbs up, then turned the thumb down, as if it was a provocative gesture!

    In the next second, the red car shot out at the speed of light.

    Under the helmet, the corners of Mu An'an's mouth curled up in a wanton and happy arc, speeding up to catch up with the red motorcycle, and doing the same posture as before.  of

    Returned the provocation.

    The two cars competed and chased each other like this.

    After galloping all the way from the road to the mountains in the suburbs, it stopped.

    Muan'an was still sitting on the motorcycle, stepped on the ground with his right foot, and when he took off his helmet, his silky long hair was scattered, and with the slight curl at the tail, the hair was scattered casually when the cool wind blew.

    She fiddled briefly.

    There is a unique coolness in his handsomeness.

    At the same time, the red motorcycle circled around Mu An'an before deliberately stopping in front of Mu An'an.

    "I'm going to the 'battlefield' tomorrow, Sister An, don't you know how to give way?"

    As the other party said, he took off his helmet, "What's more, I'm going to help you this time." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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