Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Ha, it turns out that even you think so." Song Xirou laughed at herself, with a bit of bitterness on her face, "It turns out that everyone thinks that I like Quan Jingwu, but I don't know what I did to make you Everyone thinks that the person I, Song Xirou, likes must be Quan Jingwu?"

Hearing this, Chu Ruohan frowned, "What do you mean by this?"

"Ruohan, think about it for yourself, have I, Song Xirou, ever admitted in front of you that I like Quan Jingwu? Have I?" Song Xirou covered her chest with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Chu Ruohan looked at her suspiciously and said in a cold voice, "So what? Who knows what you are thinking in your heart? What's more, if you don't like Jingwu, why do you keep clinging to the Quan family? In the Quan family Show your kindness in front of me.”

"That's not the case, not at all." Song Xirou's eyes turned red, she waved her hands and said in a high pitched voice, "Why do you like Quan Jingwu and I have to like him as much as you do?"

He had never seen her lose her composure like this before. Chu Ruohan was startled by her. She took a few steps back and looked at her in astonishment, "Song Xirou, you..."

Is Song Xirou crazy tonight?

Tears shone in her beautiful eyes, and her voice choked with sobs as she said, "The person I, Song Xirou, likes is Quan Yimo, Yimo."

"You..." This time, Chu Ruohan was really frightened by her.

Quan Yimo?

Song Xirou likes Quan Yimo, how is this possible?

Before she could figure it out, she continued, "Yes, the person I, Song Xirou, likes is Quan Yimo. You heard me right. Since high school, the person I like is Yimo. Until now, the person I like is Quan Yimo." It’s him, it’s never Quan Jingwu.”

Seeing her crying, Chu Ruohan looked at her doubtfully and said. "Song Xirou, why are you telling me this, and why should I believe you?"

She did not deny that the two of them were best friends in elementary school and junior high school, but since entering high school, she suspected that the moment she liked Kwon Kyung-wu, their relationship had deteriorated. Neither of them was the same person they were when they were young. They were pure and simple girls, but now they are influenced by the interests between aristocratic families, and their minds are no longer the same as before.

Song Xirou approached her, her tearful appearance made her look even weaker. She stretched out her hand to hold her and said, "Ruohan, we used to be best friends, can't you just trust me once? Besides, you are talking about me. Approaching the Quan family, have you ever seen me approach Quan Jingwu? I’ve always had more contact with Yi Fei, haven’t I?”

"No, don't touch me." Chu Ruohan still had doubts in her heart and waved Song Xirou's hand away, "Song Xirou, do you think you can deceive me with just a few words? Impossible."

"Ruohan, I swear, everything I say is true." Song Xirou raised three fingers as if to swear.

"You also know that Yimo has not returned to the capital all year round. I went to Quan's house just to find out about his current situation. If the person I like is Jingwu, then I will just use the promise that Mrs. Quan gave me to live in Shijin directly. Isn't it better to live in a luxurious house? You should also know that the first to get the best is the one near the water."

Chu Ruohan listened and bit her lip, "But..."

"Ruohan, if I like Quan Jingwu, then why should I go abroad for three years? You know, I can often go to the Quan family's old house to find Mrs. Quan. As long as I stay in the capital, there is no need to worry. Can't you see Quan Jingwu?" Song Xirou sniffed and said.

Chu Ruohan clenched her fists, and a trace of confusion flashed between her brows, "Then why didn't you make it clear from the beginning and let everyone think you like Jingwu?"

She obviously has a chance to explain, right?

"Ha!" Song Xirou shook her head and smiled bitterly, "It's not like you don't know Yimo's temperament. He has been in the army all year round. If he knew that I liked him, he would only avoid me even more."

"So? What do you want me to do when you tell me this?" Chu Ruohan's eyes sank and he asked sarcastically.

Showing courtesy for nothing is either adultery or theft. Do you really think she is so easy to deceive?

Song Xirou wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, shook her head and said, "I just want to find someone to talk to. After all, we were friends once. Ruohan and Jingwu are now together with Jian Qing. Don't destroy them. After all, Jingwu likes Jianqing so much."

"Shut up." Chu Ruohan shouted through gritted teeth.

"Ruohan, I am kindly advising you because I really treat you as a friend. If you can't fight Jian Qing, just let it go." She advised softly.

"I told you, shut up!" Chu Ruohan rushed forward aggressively and pushed her.

She used too much force and Song Xirou was pushed so hard that she couldn't stand still and fell to the ground, "Ruohan!"

"I, I didn't mean it." Chu Ruohan regained her senses and saw that the skin on Song Xirou's palm was scratched and bloodshot, she said a word and turned around and ran away.

Watching her running back disappear into a small black dot, Song Xirou stood up unhurriedly and raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face.

As long as she believed what she said, she succeeded in the first step.

The corner of her mouth raised a sharp arc, and she turned around and left on her high heels.

…

The next day, when Jane woke up, the headache caused by alcoholism made her a little dizzy. She raised her hand to rub the center of her brow and slowly sat up.

Seeing that there was no one around her, she reached out and touched the bed. The temperature was slightly cold. It seemed that she had been up for a while.

He looked up at the clock on the wall. It was almost nine o'clock.

Jian Qing lifted the quilt and got out of bed, shaking her head. She couldn't recall the memory after being drunk last night.

Sure enough, you shouldn’t touch alcohol. Not only did you get a headache after drinking too much, but you also couldn’t remember anything.

I put on my slippers and was about to walk to the bathroom when there was a knock on the door.

She frowned, who could come to this point?

Looking at the nightgown she was wearing, Jian Qing saw the nightgown thrown on the bed out of the corner of her eye. She took it and put it on directly, tied the nightgown, and then walked slowly to open the door.

When she opened the door and saw the person standing outside, Jian Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the person with a half-smile.

Oh, rotten peach blossoms are delivered to your door so early in the morning!

"Kagego——"

The delicate voice stopped suddenly. When Chu Ruohan raised his eyes and saw the person who opened the door, the expectation in his eyes was instantly shattered.

"How could it be you?" Her voice turned gloomy.

Jian Qing leaned against the door frame, folded her hands on her chest, and smiled wickedly, "Oh, what you said is really funny, why can't it be me, huh?"

Chu Ruohan opened her mouth and was about to say something. When she saw the clothes she was wearing, an unknown fire suddenly surged out of her chest.

Anyone who looks at this dress will know that it is a man's size. Besides her, there is Keigo in the room. She is clearly wearing Keigo's clothes to show off his power to her.

"Jian Qing, do you know how to write the word "honesty"? Aren't you wearing Jingwu's clothes just to show off to me?" Chu Ruohan clenched her fists and looked at Jian Qing sarcastically, "Do you think Do you win by doing this?"