Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Eric walked into the lounge, looked around, and his eyes fell on the person sitting in the corner. He walked over and said, "Avella, how are you? Are you ready?"

"It's probably all ready, but I still have to think carefully about the polishing and carving of this purple diamond." Maomao smiled slightly when she saw it was him.

Eric glanced at the purple diamond in the box and his eyes lit up, "Indeed, such a high-purity purple diamond is not easy to find."

Maomao hummed, then lowered his head to study the purple diamond in his hand.

Eric sat down next to her and helped with ideas.

"Elvira, I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect you to come to this competition." The woman's delicate and artificial voice sounded from the opposite side.

Maomao raised his head and looked up, and the woman's heavily made-up face came into view. She frowned slightly, but had no intention of talking to her.

Her indifferent reaction fell in An Qi's eyes, and Quan took it as contempt for her, and a surge of anger instantly surged into her heart.

However, since there were other people in the lounge, she had to consider her image and suppress her anger, so her expression turned slightly ferocious.

"Elvira, let's wait and see about this competition."

Maomao blocked her voice and focused on her design draft.

"An Qi, I think it's better for you to go back and concentrate on preparing your design draft. After all, there are other designers here. If it makes the scene ugly, I guess that's not what you want, right?" Eric looked at An Qi. Qi's aggressive attitude spoke out to defend Maomao.

"Eric, I don't understand. You are obviously a designer, but you don't participate in such a large competition. You would rather serve as a strategist here." After being frustrated by Maomao, An Qi caught him. A meal to spread the fire.

Eric smiled lightly, not wanting to argue with her.

"Wow, so handsome!"

"Is that the legendary Jian Tianlin, the president of Jian's Group? God, he is really good-looking. No, I'm going to faint."

"God owes me such a man."

There was a commotion at the door, and exclamations came one after another.

Maomao was immersed in carving the purple diamond and didn't even notice the figure appearing at the door.

Eric looked at the man walking this way, looked down, and saw only the back of Maomao's head. He smiled without warning.

Jian Tianlin has long been accustomed to the glances from around him, and there is only that petite figure in his sight.

What a handsome man!

She has never seen such a good-looking man. No matter how ignorant she is, she knows everything about the man in front of her.

As the president of Jane's Group, if she can climb this big backer, what else can she say about being the top designer? The throne of the president's wife is even more coveted.

He came over, and got closer.

An Qi's heart was in her throat, and she looked at him with spring in her eyes.

"simple……"

As soon as he spoke, Jian Tianlin looked past her perfectly, even giving her a stingy look.

"looking at what?"

A magnetic voice sounded, with a hint of gentleness in the coldness.

Maomao raised his head and closed the box at the same time to prevent him from seeing the purple diamond inside, "You, why are you here?"

"Jian's Group is the largest sponsor of this competition, don't you know?" Jian Tianlin sat down next to her, crossed his legs, and exuded a natural aristocratic air in his movements.

"I just heard about it." Maomao said honestly. She noticed the eyes coming from all directions and frowned, "Then what are you doing in the lounge?"

"There are too many reporters outside. The noise makes me have a headache. Come here and take a rest." Jian Tianlin could give a reason as soon as he opened his mouth, but Maomao didn't believe everything he said.

The dignified president of Jane's Group must have his own lounge. This is the lounge for participating designers like them, and it is noisy enough.

He came here to rest, it was clear that he was tricking her.

"Here you go." Jian Tianlin threw the can of juice in his hand into her arms. When the people around him saw it, their eyes widened and they looked at Maomao curiously.

Jane's Group CEO Jian Tianlin has a net worth of hundreds of millions, but there is not a single scandal on his daily life. Is it because he has an owner, so he is so low-key on weekdays? Everyone speculated.

"Thanks." Maomao shook the juice and smiled.

An Qi stood there, her long reflex arc finally coming back to her senses.

Looking at the juice in Maomao's hand, she lowered her eyes to hide the jealousy in her eyes.

She just wasn't willing to have all the good things to herself, Avila.

Not long after staying in the lounge, Jian Tianlin took a call and left.

"Eric, I'm going to the bathroom." Maomao put the design draft away, put it in the document bag and handed it to him.

Eric hummed.

When Maomao came out of the bathroom, he was in a good mood and humming a tune.

At this moment, a man rushed out from behind her and grabbed her backpack.

"ah!"

Maomao exclaimed and chased after the gray figure who snatched her backpack.

"Who are you? Stop and give me my bag."

It's a good thing that he exercises regularly on weekdays, otherwise it would be too much if he wanted to chase people with his physical strength.

"Stop, give me my bag." Maomao caught up with the man, stood in front of him, and looked at him gloomily.

The man didn't seem to expect that she could catch up. There was a flash of panic in his eyes, but he quickly calmed down and stared at her with a fierce look, "Get out of here, or I'll beat you up."

Maomao glanced around the corner of his eyes and found that there was no one there.

Her heart tightened, "I'll give you the cards and cash in the bag. I just want a small box inside. Give me the box and I'll let you go."

The competition will start soon. Without this main diamond, she won't even have to participate in the competition.

But it was obvious that the man was not here for the money in the bag, so he shouted coldly, "Get out of my way, don't force me to do anything."

"I won't let you go unless you return the small box inside." Maomao refused and shouted loudly.

"Come on, someone's stealing something, please come on."

The man looked panicked, turned around and ran away.

"stop."

Maomao ran a few steps and felt that the high heels on her feet were in the way, so she kicked off her high heels and chased after the man, "You thief, stop here."

Between the lightning and flint, a slender figure jumped out.

The man who snatched the bag felt his vision go dark, his abdomen hurt, and he flew backwards.

"ah--"

The screams resounded across the sky, making people's hair stand on end.

The man hit the ground, tilted his head and vomited a mouthful of blood.

It can be imagined that the force of this kick was cruel.

Maomao hurriedly stopped, raised his eyes and saw the person opposite him, and his brows suddenly lit up with joy, "Nineteen, how could it be you?"

"It's not me. Who else do you think can help you?" Jian Tianlin looked at her secretly and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that she was not injured.

"Did you think it was Eric?"

The sour smell in the last sentence can hardly be concealed.

Maomao was so anxious to get back the purple diamond that he didn't notice the sour tone in his words.

"etc."

Jian Tianlin reached out and pulled her over, letting her stand behind him. Then he leaned over and picked up the backpack that fell next to the man.

Maomao couldn't wait to take the bag and inspect the precious purple diamond.

After checking that everything was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched out her foot to kick the man who was groaning in pain on the ground, "Bad guy, I told you to steal my bag and beat you to death."

Jian Tianlin stopped her, looked at the man with a dark look of horror in his eyes, and stepped on his shoulder, "Tell me, who asked you to steal her bag?"

With a slight exertion, the man turned pale in pain.

"Yes, it's Miss An." He said tremblingly.

Miss An?

A flash of doubt flashed across Maomao's eyes, and then he reacted, a coldness flashing through his big, bright and clear eyes.

An, Qi!

Well, An Qi, you have done such a dirty trick.

It’s really that the more I live, the more I go back.

"What did she ask you to do?"

I was originally thinking of hiding a few words, but when I met Jian Tianlin's cold purple eyes, my heart trembled, and I quickly revealed what I knew, "Take away Miss Avila's bag, take away the purple diamond, so that you can't participate." Contest."

"Despicable." Maomao grunted through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, I know. Please let me go once. I won't dare next time." The man quickly begged for mercy.

"The competition has begun, designers please enter." The sweet voice of the host came from the radio, and Maomao did not dare to delay here.

"Nineteen, he is in your hands, deal with him severely." She complained, "He just said he wanted to beat me."

If Nineteen hadn't happened to come by and help her, An Qi would have succeeded this time.

Jian Tianlin stretched out his hand to rub her long hair, and lightly hooked his lips, "Don't worry, I will help you get this debt back."

Anyone who dares to touch him is really tired of living.

The warmth from the man's palm seemed to still linger on his hair. Maomao looked at the gentle smile on his lips and dazzled for a few seconds.

Before she could think about it, the host's voice came over the radio again.

"Then I'll enter first."

After saying that, she ran away in a hurry.

Jian Tianlin retracted his feet and looked down at the man lying on the ground with a cold light, "Do something for me and make up for your mistakes, otherwise..."

The man nodded quickly and said in a very dog-like manner, "Everything is at your command."

When entering, Maomao was already the last designer to arrive.

Eric was waiting under the stage. When he saw her, he quickly sent her the design draft, "Why did you take so long to go to the bathroom? I thought something had happened to you and I was about to ask someone to find you."

"There was a little problem just now." Maomao took the document bag and glanced at the direction where An Qi was standing not far away.

"What's the small problem? Does it matter?" Eric asked with concern.

Maomao shook his head, "There's no big problem anymore, it's all solved."

Damn it, how do you do it personally.

An Qi looked at the backpack hanging on Maomao's body, and there was a hint of sinisterness in her eyes.

Even so, she must win this competition.

According to the competition process, the designers enter first, followed by the judges of this competition.

The two chapters are merged together.