Mu Anan didn't know about Zong Zhengyu's attitude toward Tang Mi.
But she was panicked.
So Mu Anan asked directly, "So, did you express your gratitude to Tang Mi?"
She was not someone who kept everything to herself.
Except for her feelings for Seventh Master.
She was afraid that she would be sent away by Seventh Master anytime. She could not accept the consequences of leaving Seventh Master.
Other than that, Mu Anan would never hold back if she could ask about other simple things in one sentence.
However...
Mu Anan asked nervously but Zong Zhengyu stopped walking.
When he turned to look at Mu Anan, he pressed his hand on her head. "Are you that stupid?"
Mu Anan frowned. "Don't tell me that you want me to thank Tang Mi and treat her to a meal?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Zong Zhengyu flicked her forehead.
Mu Anan covered her hands in pain and stared at Seventh Master, feeling wronged.