Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Grandpa, everyone is here, please hurry up and say a few words." Han Yue quickly changed the subject to avoid being rewarded by his grandfather.

Mr. Han saw through his little thoughts and snorted. Considering that today was a birthday banquet, he didn't continue to talk about him.

Next, Mr. Han came on stage and said a few polite words, and then the birthday banquet officially began.

Tonight's birthday banquet was planned by Han Yue. With his hands, the birthday banquet would naturally be much more interesting.

Not long after the birthday banquet started, the music of waltz came to mind in the banquet hall.

The lights suddenly changed, and the luxurious crystal lamps reflected brilliant colors, driving away the darkness in the middle of the dance floor.

This kind of link can be said to be familiar to those present.

Young men from aristocratic families invited the ladies and daughters present to step onto the dance floor. Although many children from wealthy families had their eyes fixed on Jian Qing, no one dared to come forward and invite her to dance.

They are not stupid. Quan Jingwu's big Buddha is there, and they don't want to die.

For Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, almost no one thought of inviting them to dance, but Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue, the two diamond kings, were the eyes of many famous ladies present.

It's a pity that I have feelings for you, but I have no intention of doing so.

Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue rejected the waves of famous ladies and daughters without hesitation, and they clinked glasses and drank together.

"Why, you, a pretty young man, are not going to flirt with girls tonight?" Quan Mingxuan sipped the wine in his glass and looked at the person next to him jokingly.

"My old man is watching." Han Yue shrugged and said.

If he gets closer to the daughter of a certain family, his grandfather might have to pull strings for him.

Marriage, this kind of thing, it is better not to engage him for the time being.

He doesn't want to be tied down by marriage yet.

Quan Mingxuan smiled knowingly.

It's rare for this guy to be scared sometimes.

Han Yue felt unhappy when he saw him gloating about his misfortune.

His passionate peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, he reached out and took out the roses on the table and handed them to Quan Mingxuan, "Axuan, why don't you dance with me?"

Quan Mingxuan's goosebumps fell all over the floor as the magnetic voice spoke softly.

"Speak to me properly."

What kind of style is this?

Han Yue's smile deepened, "Aren't I talking to you properly?"

Oh shit.

I really can't stand it anymore.

Quan Mingxuan's mouth twitched, and he raised his hand to slap the back of his head unceremoniously.

Han Yue covered his head and returned to his usual tone.

"Quan Mingxuan, you deserve a beating."

Well, it's finally back to normal.

Quan Mingxuan took back his hand with satisfaction and said calmly, "It's more normal for you to be like this."

Han Yue became angry and threw the rose in his hand at him.

"Fuck you, this flower is for your grave."

Hearing this, Quan Mingxuan was not angry, picked up the rose and threw it on the table.

"No need, just keep it to yourself and enjoy it slowly."

Han Yue looked around and asked, "Where is Jingwu?"

"Going to find a wife." Quan Mingxuan said.

Han Yue groaned, not knowing what he saw out of the corner of his eye, and a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Axuan, let's go take a look too."

"What are you looking at?" Quan Mingxuan asked.

Han Yue said, "Of course it's a good show."

As he spoke, he pointed at the white figure not far away.

Quan Mingxuan followed his line of sight and saw Chu Yihen.

And the direction he was heading towards was Jian Qing.

Didn't he get beaten enough by Jian Qing last time in J City?

"Let's go, there must be something good to watch now."

Before he could react, Han Yue dragged him over.

In that compartment, Jian Qing was concentrating on eating her dessert, and would say a few words to Quan Yifei from time to time.

"Xirou, why don't you go dancing?"

Quan Yifei turned her head to look at Song Xirou and asked.

While she was here, it was hard for her to talk to Jian Qing about anything else.

Song Xirou had a shy smile on her face and said, "My boyfriend doesn't like me dancing with other men."

Quan Yifei chuckled and turned to look at Jian Qing.

"Jian Qing, you're already on your third dollar, aren't you tired of it?"

Although she also likes to eat desserts, after eating two pieces of small cakes, she felt tired of it, and she started to eat the third piece.

Jian Qing put down her fork, picked up the juice on the side and took a sip.

"good."

"Jian Qing!"

The warm voice came from beside me, like the drizzle in March, clear and elegant.

Quan Yifei turned around and was stunned when she saw the person coming.

Chu Yihen!

What is he here for?

Song Xirou glanced at Chu Yihen, and then looked at Jian Qing, with a hint of disdain and a hint of jealousy in her heart.

While climbing up to Jingwu, he also hooked up with Chu Yihen.

Jian Qing, you are really good at it.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes and poked the dessert on the plate with her fork, but she still didn't take a bite.

He was indifferent to Chu Yihen's arrival the whole time.

The dark figure was reflected in Chu Yihen's eyes. Seeing her indifferent treatment, the smile in his eyes gradually froze.

He took a step forward and looked down at her, "Jian Qing, I think we can continue talking about the topics we left unfinished last time."

Hearing this, Quan Yifei was startled and looked at Jian Qing doubtfully.

Unfinished topics?

When did Jian Qing get involved with Chu Yihen?

Jian Qing put down her fork, stood up, and looked at him indifferently, "I think what I said last time should be clear enough. Also, we are not familiar with each other, please call me Miss Jian, thank you."

Chu Yihen didn't like seeing her look at him like a stranger, which made him want to snatch her to him.

"Good boy!"

The man's magnetic and hoarse voice sounded, and Jian Qing's eyebrows were dyed with a warm color.

This extremely poor treatment was quite ironic in Chu Yihen's eyes.

Jian Qing had no intention of paying attention to his thoughts, so she walked around him and left.

Chu Yihen's handsome face turned cold, and he reached out unexpectedly, trying to grab her wrist.

He is fast, and there are people faster than him.

Wearing high heels, Jian Qing is still agile.

She tapped her toes and stepped back, avoiding his hand.

As soon as he stood upright, his back bumped into the man's strong chest.

The cold fragrance lingered in her nose, Jian Qing's red lips curled slightly, and she leaned into his arms.

Quan Jingwu wrapped his strong arms around her waist and raised his eyes to look at Chu Yihen, with frost in his eyes.

"Chu Yihen, don't challenge my bottom line."