Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Stinky Xiaojing!" Jian Qing's eyes flashed, she stepped on his feet hard, then pushed him away with one hand and walked out of the living room.

"Go back quickly."

Quan Jingwu looked at her back, lowered his head and smiled, picked up the washed fruits on the side, and followed her unhurriedly.

…

Mingxiang Pavilion is the most famous teahouse in Beijing.

There are calligraphy and paintings on the four walls of the pavilion. The fragrance of tea is light, and there is a peaceful and elegant atmosphere.

In the private room on the third floor, a majestic and powerful voice sounded, "Aqiu, have you contacted that brat Quan Jingwu?"

"We've been contacted and should be here soon," Qiu Bo said. The master called him a brat. If Quan Jingwu heard him later, he would not know what he would think.

"Go take a look downstairs."

"yes."

Qiu Bo nodded respectfully, opened the door and walked out.

"Butler Qiu."

Several men in black clothes downstairs saw Qiu Bo and shouted respectfully.

For the safety of Mr. An, he usually has to take a few bodyguards with him when he goes out, just in case.

Qiu Bo responded, and as soon as he walked to the door, he saw a slender figure gradually approaching.

"Master Jing!" Qiu Bo shouted in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.

He is worthy of being the person who holds the entire Chinese economy in his hands. His aura that dominates the world is enough to kill a lot of people in an instant.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the reserved tea pavilion, and there was no trace of emotion on his stern face, "Where is Mr. An?"

"In the private room on the third floor, please come this way." Qiu Bo made an inviting gesture and led the way.

There was movement at the door. Mr. An looked up and saw the black figure walking in front, and his eyes couldn't help but show some admiration.

"You're such a grand guy, you made me wait here for you for so long." Mr. An took the initiative and joked.

Quan Jingwu didn't pay attention to his teasing, walked over and sat down opposite him.

After a few minutes of silence, seeing that the person opposite never spoke first, Old Man An couldn't hold his breath anymore. In the end, it was he who broke the silence first, "Aren't you going to say something to me?"

"Huh?" Quan Jingwu raised his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently.

"You kid, don't you dare to pretend to be stupid. Tell me what's going on between you and Qing Yatou?" Mr. An said harshly, resisting the urge to hit someone.

"When did you covet my Qing girl?"

Faced with Mrs. An's rage, Quan Jingwu seemed very calm, "Is it important to talk about this now?"

"Of course it's important." Old Mrs. An gritted his teeth.

He kidnapped the girl from his family without saying a word. If this is not important, what is important?

"If Mrs. An wants to know, wouldn't it be better to ask Guobao?" Quan Jingwu said calmly.

"Good boy?" Mrs. An was stunned, "Who is it?"

"Jian Qing." Quan Jingwu reminded.

Mrs. An's mouth twitched, "..."

When he came back to his senses, he stared at the person opposite him with a somewhat strange look in his eyes. Is this still the Quan Jingwu he knew before?

Quan Jingwu, who has always been cold and merciless, actually has moments of nausea.

Remembering that Jian Qing had no good impression of the An family, Mrs. An glared at him angrily, "You clearly know that Girl Qing..."

Mrs. An stopped mid-sentence and became angry.

"Ha!" A sarcastic sneer overflowed from his lips. Quan Jingwu leaned back and crossed his legs, "I know that my dear baby hates Anjia and hates Anjia, so naturally I won't tell you these things. Mr. An Did you just want to say this?”