Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

On the sofa not far away, Quan Jingwu's slender body was leaning against the sofa. His seductive purple eyes fell on the lotus-like woman, and an unfathomable dark light flashed in his deep eyes.

There were many old friends present, and Mrs. An couldn't leave immediately, so he had to talk to Jian Qing in a good voice to let her stay a little longer.

The purpose of coming here today has not been achieved yet. Jian Qing will not leave so soon. After all, it seems to be a good thing to appreciate the angry expressions of the An family here.

After receiving the assurance that Jian Qing would not leave so soon, Mrs. An felt a little relieved and went to the group of old friends in a wheelchair to chat.

Before leaving, he did not forget to tell An Rong and others not to cause trouble for Jian Qing. He could tell that the girl was different from the one she was seventeen years ago. If he really provoked her, he had a hunch. The ones who suffered the loss were probably An Rong and others.

After receiving the warning from Mr. An, no matter how unwilling An Rong and the others were, they did not dare to easily trouble Jian Qing at this time. Besides, it would not be of any benefit to them if the matter escalated at the banquet. It may even ruin their face and image.

No one came to cause trouble, and Jian Qing found peace. She walked to the rest area and found an unoccupied sofa and sat down directly. She lowered her head and played with her phone quietly, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

"Hi, we meet again." Quan Yifei pulled Quan Mingxuan over, her smart eyes flashing with a smile, and her playful voice making it difficult to dislike her.

Jian Qing raised her eyes and glanced at the two of them. Within two seconds, her eyes fell on the phone again.

Quan Yifei was not angry at all, and sat down opposite Jian Qing, not forgetting to drag Quan Mingxuan with him.

"So your name is Jian Qing. It's a nice name." Quan Yifei said with a smile. The familiar look gave Quan Mingxuan a headache.

Jian Qing remained silent, leaving only a profile for the two of them.

If it were anyone else, she might have thought Jian Qing was being difficult to get along with because of her airs, but Quan Yifei had long been used to Quan Jingwu's moving iceberg at home and didn't care at all about Jian Qing's coldness.

"Hey, I like you very much, why don't we make friends." Quan Yifei looked at Jian Qing with brighter eyes, and the burning gaze made it difficult for Jian Qing to continue to ignore her.

"Didn't we agree that I'll give you a hat and we'll pretend we don't know each other." Jian Qing said calmly.

Quan Yifei shook her head, her voice full of surprise, "Ah, you are finally willing to pay attention to me."

Well, this is a good sign, and she has to keep up her efforts to make it happen.

Jian Qing, "..."

Realizing that her loud voice attracted the attention of people around her, Quan Yifei immediately retracted her joyful temper and tried to hold on to her image of a lady.

"Jian Qing, I didn't expect you to be from the An family, so why haven't I seen you before?" As far as she knew, Uncle An, An Zhe, had not yet married and had children, while the second master, An Chong, only had An Yu and An. Yu has two children, so whose child is Jian Qing?

Jian Qing narrowed her eyes slightly and said lightly, "I'm not from the An family. My surname is Jian."

Quan Mingxuan carefully noticed Jian Qing's displeasure when he mentioned An Jia, and secretly asked Quan Yifei, could this girl's IQ be on the line?

Quan Yifei looked at Quan Mingxuan and then at Jian Qing, realizing that what she just said was inappropriate, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Jian Qing, I didn't mean it."

Jian Qing shook her head slightly, noticed the vibration of her phone, glanced at the notes on the screen, then stood up, "Sorry, I'm going to answer the phone."

Ignoring the secret glances from around her, Jian Qing walked directly to the terrace on the other side of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Watching Jian Qing's figure walking away, Quan Yifei scratched his hair and said, "Second brother, what do you think the relationship between Jian Qing and the An family is?"

Judging from the attitude of Mrs. An, it was clear that she liked Jian Qing very much and admitted in public that Jian Qing was the great-granddaughter of their An family. However, she felt that Jian Qing was not very happy, and other people in the An family were also somewhat hostile to Jian Qing.

Quan Mingxuan crossed his arms across his chest and said with a smile, "It's obvious that Jian Qing and the An family are on opposite sides, but what exactly happened there, I have to go back and ask Grandpa and the others."

Quan Yifei listened in confusion, with a lot of doubts in her heart.

On the terrace, after receiving a call from Jian Luo, Jian Qing felt a little better, and the smile in her eyes became a little warmer.

"Ok, I know."

On the other end of the phone, Jian Luo kept asking Jian Qing to take good care of herself. The smile on Jian Qing's lips was a little more real, unlike the faint smile she just had in front of everyone.

"Okay, don't let them sell you out. I won't redeem you then." Jian Qing joked humorously when her brother mentioned that he was going on vacation with Black Jack and Bai Jue recently. .

After chatting for a while, Jian Qing hung up the phone. Just when she was about to go back to the banquet hall, she turned around and ran into a generous embrace.

A faint cold fragrance came from her nose. After Jian Qing was slightly startled, her body reflexively stepped back and quickly stabilized her steps. Only then did she have time to look up at the person coming. In an instant, she accidentally bumped into him. Enter a pair of deep purple eyes.

After living abroad for many years, she has seen eyes of different colors, but this is the first time she has seen such a charming purple. The stars gather in the crystal purple-like color, making people fall in love with it inadvertently.

Black Jack and Bai Jue, including his younger brother, were not good-looking, but they were still a little inferior in front of this man. With just one glance, Jian Qing felt that this man was very dangerous.

Very few people could make her feel panicked or even helpless, especially when she faced those purple eyes, as if everything about her was invisible to him, and that naked feeling was like being trapped. Taking off her clothes and exposing her to the sun made her a little irritated.