Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

A flash of surprise flashed across Quan Jingwu's eyes, her brother?

He didn't speak, so Jian Qing thought he didn't believe it, and rubbed his cheeks with both hands, "Idiot Xiaojing, haven't you heard about the fact that my mother gave birth to a pair of twins?"

"Yes." Quan Jingwu looked down at her, his handsome face turning gloomy.

"Why didn't he come back with you?"

The smile on Jian Qing's lips faded a little, and her voice lowered, "For my brother and I, this capital is just painful memories. It's fine that the bloody things are stained by my hands, and he only needs to be safe and happy." That’s good.”

Feng Qingyundan's words made his heart feel a dull pain, and the arms holding her couldn't help but tighten, "Baby, you have me, no one can hurt you even a little bit from now on, I promise."

Even if it was him, he wouldn't allow her to be hurt in the slightest.

Hearing this, Jian Qing's red lips raised slightly and she crawled into his arms.

"Ding--"

The doorbell rang, and Jian Qing was surprised, who would come at this time?

Quan Jingwu stood up and walked to open the door, Jian Qing followed him.

When they saw the person who opened the door, the two people outside the door were stunned at the same time, especially the old man sitting in the wheelchair, whose face was complicated and slightly resentful.

Why is this brat Quan Jingwu here?

After hearing that Jian Qing was ill and hospitalized, Mr. An couldn't stay at home. He had to prepare a car for Uncle Qiu to come over for a visit before he could feel relieved.

Qiu Bo reacted and shouted respectfully, "Miss Qing, Master Jing!"

Jian Qing responded, looking at Mrs. An who was sitting in the wheelchair, and said quietly, "Old lady, what are you doing?"

Although she had been calling him "grandpa" since she came back, she still felt a little sad every time she heard it. Mrs. An raised his head and looked at her with concern, "How is your health? I heard from Aqiu that you were hospitalized. How come you were discharged from the hospital so quickly?"

Jian Qing saw the unfailing concern in his eyes and suddenly remembered the scene when Mrs. An always used candy to coax her to take medicine when she was sick in her childhood.

"It's nothing serious, you can come in first."

As he said that, he stood sideways and let them enter the house.

Qiu Bo pushed Mrs. An into the house. Mrs. An took a look at the decoration in the wheelchair. It was indeed good.

Quan Jingwu asked Jian Qing to sit on the sofa first, and then walked to the kitchen.

"Uncle Qiu, sit down too."

Jian Qing put away the documents Quan Jingwu put on the sofa and put them aside. Mrs. An sharply glanced at the "JK International" logo on the documents and felt sour in his heart.

Quan Jingwu actually brought documents here to work. Could it be that he and Xiao Qing'er live together?

At this time, Quan Jingwu came out with a pot of tea and two or three cups, looking familiar and like the master of the house.

Jian Qing took the cup from his hand, poured two cups of tea, and handed them to Mrs. An and Uncle Qiu respectively.

Quan Jingwu sat down next to her. Both of them were dressed in black casual clothes, looking like a newlywed couple.

It was the first time that Mr. An saw the two of them sitting together with his own eyes. Although he felt bad that Quan Jingwu had kidnapped his Qing girl, he had to admit that the two of them were indeed perfect for each other.

"Girl Qing, acute gastroenteritis is no joke. Why don't you go back to your old house and I'll have someone stew you some tonic to replenish your health." Mrs. An found a topic to break the somewhat awkward silence.

Before Jian Qing could speak, Quan Jingwu said first, "No, I will take good care of you, dear baby."

What would he do if his wife went back to An's old house?

"If you could take good care of Girl Qing, you wouldn't have ended up in the hospital." Mrs. An snorted dissatisfied.

Quan Jingwu frowned, but did not refute. After all, he was indeed negligent in this matter.

Jian Qing gently held his hand and looked up at Mrs. An, "I'm not in the mood to go back to An's house for the time being. Thank you for coming to visit me today."

"Girl Qing, you..." A flash of loneliness flashed across Mrs. An's eyes, and he waved his hand and said, "That's all, it's up to you."

It was not that Jian Qing had not seen the flash of disappointment on Mrs. An's face, but at the moment she could only choose to ignore it.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone sounded, slightly relaxing the silent atmosphere.

Jian Qing reached out and took the phone. It was Jian Luo calling.

When Quan Jingwu saw the note that said "Cute 2", he no longer was as jealous as before. Besides, his future brother-in-law also wanted to please him.

There was no taboo about Mr. An sitting here, so Jian Qing directly answered the phone.

"Lolo!"

Hearing this, Mrs. An's hand holding the tea cup trembled, and a few drops of light yellow tea splashed out.

Could it be Ye'er?

Yes, it's definitely not wrong. Qing Yatou said before that Ye'er changed her name to Jian Luo, so it must be him.

Thinking of this, Mrs. An's eyes were filled with excitement and hope, and he stared closely at Jian Qing's mobile phone.

On the other side, Jian Luo, who was sitting on the balcony basking in the sun, felt aggrieved when he heard Jian Qing's voice, "Sister, how are you doing lately?"

"Very good, where did you run away again?" Jian Qing smiled with a smile on her face, and a touch of warmth flashed in her eyes.

"At the manor." Jian Luo curled her lips and couldn't help but said, "Sister, don't you have something to tell me?"

How could Jian Qing, a compatriot from the same mother, not understand the meaning behind his words, and smiled helplessly, "Do you know?"

It seems that the news spread quickly enough. Luoluo knows about it, and Black Jack and Bai Jue probably know about it too.

"Sister, you are so unkind. You didn't even tell me such an important thing." Jian Luo complained.

"Okay, okay, it's my fault this time. I originally planned to find a time to tell you in the next two days, but I didn't know you already knew about it in advance." Jian Qing patiently smoothed his hair, thinking about how her grandfather knew Didn't know about this.

Jian Luo muttered, "Liar."

"Girl Qing, is it..." Mrs. An couldn't help but interrupt, looking at her expectantly.

Jian Qing clenched her phone tightly, neither admitting nor denying.

Mrs. An's voice was not quiet. It was transmitted to the mobile phone and was heard by Jian Luo's ears. "Sister, who is talking to you?"

Jian Qing looked at Mrs. An with a faint look in her eyes, "It's nothing, someone you don't know."

Before he finished speaking, Mrs. An's heart trembled, and his eyes felt a little sour.

She hated him so much that she even said such decisive words.

Qiu Bo opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He looked at Mrs. An with worried eyes.

Miss Qing, why is this necessary?

On the other end of the phone, Jian Luo didn't think much and continued, "Sister, I'm going to the capital to find you in a few days. I want to see who Quan Jingwu is, who can actually kidnap my sister."

Jian smiled hoarsely, not intending to stop him this time, "Okay."

After chatting for a few words, Jian Qing hung up the phone. She looked up and saw a sad look on Mrs. An's face, and felt a little unbearable in her heart.