379 Small Suspenders

As Zong Zhengyu spoke, he tapped his index finger on Mu Anan's face to stop her tears from falling.

"I know what your mother looks like."

Mu Anan's eyes were filled with shock.

Seventh Master said, "You have your mother's gentleness, elegance, and nobility in your appearance."

His voice was very soft, which was extremely gentle for Mu Anan.

However, it was this sentence that made Mu Anan burst into tears.

Seventh Master frowned and took a tissue to wipe her tears.

Mu Anan sniffed. "I'm not as pure and gentle as Mom. I'm also bad. I have Jiang Zhen's blood in me. He's so bad, but I'm bad too. I'm so bad. I schemed against Jiang Qin and can still act with Jiang Zhen every day. I'm on the same side as him. I..."

"Shut up immediately."

Zong Zhengyu told Mu Anan to stop talking in a tough tone.