Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Anman looked at him nervously, his whole body was extremely tense, "Ayu, how is Cheng'er?"

An Yu retracted his hand, looked up at Anman, and his tone became solemn, "Auntie, there is something. I think it's better for you to be mentally prepared first."

If Jian Qing hadn't done this well, if it had been her, it would have been too cruel.

"Ayu, what do you mean by this?" Anman felt uneasy in his heart.

An Yu turned to look at Xiang Chengbi's bruised and swollen face, and said in a deep voice, "Xiang Chengbi, his legs seem to have been crippled."

His words undoubtedly dropped a bomb in the hearts of everyone.

Anman's body trembled and he froze in place, his mind going blank for a moment.

Her son's legs were disabled?

Zhou Qin and others all looked shocked, obviously having a hard time digesting the news.

"A Yu, this is no joke. Are you sure?" An Chong was the first to react and looked at An Yu seriously.

An Yu, "I just touched his legs, and it seems that all the bones inside are broken."

"What are you still doing? Call an ambulance. Hurry up." An Zhonghui looked at the guard standing at the door and said coldly.

"yes."

"No, my Cheng'er, I don't believe it." Anman held Xiang Cheng'er in his arms, looking crazy, "I don't believe it, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, my Cheng'er will be fine, he will be fine."

An Zhonghui and others watched. An Chong and his son wanted to help her, but she brushed them away and prevented them from touching Xiang Cheng.

"Don't touch him, no, no one is allowed to touch him."

An Chong was helpless and shook his head at An Yu.

Anzhai stayed in the suburbs, and it was more than half an hour later when the ambulance arrived. An Chong, his son, and An Rong accompanied him to the hospital.

When An Zhonghui and others returned to the living room, they met Qiu Bo who had returned from the guard room at the door.

"Master, the surveillance in the guard room didn't find any clues. The surveillance showed a black screen for a short period of time. There may be a very powerful hacker on the other side." Qiu Bo said, "All the surveillance has been checked."

It was like this at the hospital, and now it's even like An Zhai. It seems that the other party is really prepared. If he can extend his hands and feet to An Zhai, the other party should not be underestimated.

An Zhonghui and others looked at Mr. An with gloomy expressions, waiting for his next words.

"How is Xiang Cheng?" Mr. An asked calmly with calm eyes.

An Yu told Xiang Cheng's situation in a few words. Mrs. An raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, with a look of fatigue on his face.

The mobile phone placed aside suddenly vibrated. Qiu Bo reached out and picked it up. When he saw the number on it, a flash of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Aqiu, who's calling?" Mr. An asked when he saw Uncle Qiu didn't answer.

Qiu Bo shook his head, "It's an unfamiliar number."

Mr. An raised his white eyebrows, and his eyes flashed with a bit of intelligence, "Bring it here."

Qiu Bo handed over the phone. Mrs. An looked at the number and pressed answer.

"Mr. An, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late at night." A deep magnetic voice came into his ears, and Mister An knew who it was as soon as he heard that unique voice.

His face was calm, but deep down he was in a state of turmoil, "You called me so late. Could it be that you want to chat with me, an old man?"

The familiar tone made everyone else in the living room stunned and even more curious about who called.

"Ha!" Quan Jingwu's thin lips curled up and he chuckled, "I guess Anzhai has received the gift I sent, right?"

There was no beating around the bush, the cold words went straight to the point.

Mr. An's heart sank, "It's you."

It turned out to be that brat Quan Jingwu. Did Xiang Cheng offend him recently?

"If it's you, then why did you call me specifically to tell me?"

Quan Jingwu's voice was as cold as ice, with a hint of sarcasm, "I think that some people's poor IQ will probably disturb my wife's clear dreams. Please tell some people that you have to look at the person when you are looking for trouble. , don’t seek death, otherwise it won’t be that simple next time.”

His arrogance is so natural that no one can question it.

Mr. An's face darkened slightly, and a bold idea gradually took shape in his heart.

Could it be that the wife this brat talks about is...

His family is pure girl, right?

Before he could ask, the voice on the phone rang again, "I've said all that needs to be said, so I won't disturb your rest."

As soon as he finished speaking, a busy tone came from the phone.

Mr. An put down his cell phone with a sullen face. Others looked confused. Qiu Bo reached out and took the phone.

"Dad, what happened? Who called?" An Zhonghui asked.

Mr. An raised his head and glanced at everyone. After a while, he quietly said, "The matter of Xiang Cheng being kidnapped at night has nothing to do with Girl Qing. Please stop making random guesses."

Hearing this, everyone looked at Mr. An in confusion. An Yu cautiously asked, "Grandpa, could it be that the phone call just now was..."

"No need to ask, just remember that what happened tonight has nothing to do with Qing Yatou, and you don't have to worry about the rest." Old Mrs. An looked unhappy and waved his hand to interrupt her.

"Also, please tell Mr. and Mrs. Anman not to cause trouble for Qing girl. Otherwise, if anything happens, they will be responsible for it themselves."

Quan Jingwu, that bastard, has always been ruthless in his methods of doing things. What happened tonight is the best example. If he really pissed him off, he might not be able to end it like tonight.

Why did this Qing girl see eye to eye with him?

No wonder that old boy Zhenguo acted weird when he came to have tea with him today. It turns out there is something like this in there.

"Dad, who was that person just now?" An Zhonghui saw Mrs. An's serious tone and couldn't help but wonder who made the call.

"You don't need to know this." Old Mrs. An said, "Aqiu, help me back to the room."

"yes."

Uncle Qiu helped Mr. An into the elevator. An Zhonghui and the others were stunned in the living room, looking at each other, confused.

…

Back in the room, Mrs. An couldn't hold himself any longer.

"I'm so angry. That brat Quan Jingwu is so shameless." As soon as his butt touched the sofa, Old Man An cursed regardless of his image.

"I knew that that brat definitely didn't have any good intentions. He really had impure motives towards Qing girl."

Qiu Bo closed the door and walked back. Hearing Mrs. An's roar, he was slightly stunned.

Thinking of the call from an unknown number in the living room just now, Qiu Bo's eyes showed a hint of surprise, which was soon replaced by shock.

What exactly is going on?

When did Miss Qing get involved with Master Jing? From what he meant, I'm afraid the relationship between the two is not an ordinary one.

Thinking of this, Qiu Bo became confused in the wind.