"Tang Mi is a real celebrity, with parents and family backing her." Mu Anan sighed and stole a glance at Zong Zhengyu, "I admit that I'm jealous of her."
Mu Anan said a lot, but Zong Zhengyu did not respond.
He just listened quietly.
This child often acted pitifully in front of him to get his attention.
However, if she was really sad, she would not say anything.
Now that the conversation had started, Zong Zhengyu did not intend to disturb them.
He wanted this child to explain all her grievances in one go.
"What else is there to be dissatisfied about?" Zong Zhengyu reached out and pinched her earlobe.
Mu Anan said, "I have a lot of grievances."
"Even I went on a night shift I was afraid she would knock on the door of your room at night. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to hold yourself. After all, she's pretty. If anything happens to you two, I'll be nothing."