"What are you doing?" Zong Zhengyu's expression darkened.
Mu Anan lied, "You're angry with me. I'm scared. That's what I see on TV."
She was pretending to be a little white rabbit now.
Zong Zhengyu stared at Mu Anan with a dark expression. After a few seconds, he said, "Don't do this again."
"Can't I?"
"No."
The seventh master's face was already gloomy, and it completely darkened.
This girl got too much nerve!
Mu Anan raised her head, "Seventh Master, don't you feel conflicted?
I've really grown up. I've even started my internship."
"Nonsense!"
It was rare for Mu Anan to be so firm as to look at Seventh Master.
Since she had just argued her case, she had no intention of being a wimp at this point.