Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

In the toilet, Quan Yifei heard the noise outside, and her heart skipped a beat.

"Jian Qing, what happened?"

The woman who had just spoken heard Quan Yifei's voice and winked at the person next to her. The woman in a green dress standing next to her smiled knowingly.

She took a few steps forward and quickly locked the door.

In the toilet, Quan Yifei saw a green skirt swaying under the door, and then heard the door locking, and became even more anxious.

"Jian Qing!"

Jian Qing watched their movements quietly and was not in a hurry to take action.

"Yifei, it's okay. Just stay inside."

Hearing her voice, Quan Yifei breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly straightened her skirt, took out the mobile phone in her bag and sent a message to Quan Mingxuan.

"Who are you?" Jian Qing glanced at a few people and asked.

"You don't need to know who we are. We're just trying to climb up to Master Jing and want to fly on a branch and become a phoenix. Even you are worthy of it." The woman in the purple dress sneered with a mocking tone.

Jian Qing's face was pale, and the corner of her mouth raised a cold arc, "If you can't eat grapes, you will think the grapes are sour. I understand this."

"Wen Qi, don't talk nonsense to her, teach her a lesson quickly." said the woman in a black lace skirt.

Why should an illegitimate daughter who was not favored by the An family deserve to be with Master Jing? That was the man that all the famous ladies in the capital dreamed of. How could she, Jian Qing, be with him?

Jian Qing crossed her arms across her chest, looking calm and calm, not like someone who was being threatened.

Lin Wenqi's eyes were fierce and she looked at Jian Qing with an evil look, "Do it".

As soon as she finished speaking, several women behind her rushed toward Jian Qing.

On weekdays, it was common for them to have fights in bars. Their low-level skills might be useful against weak women, but this time they obviously found the wrong person.

Jian Qing watched as they rushed towards her with their claws and fangs bared, their long pointed fingertips aimed at her face in unison.

With a cold look in her eyes, she clasped a woman's wrist with one hand, and with a slight force, the thin arm broke.

The sound of broken joints was heard, followed by a burst of screams.

"ah--"

The woman in the black lace skirt who had screamed loudly just now turned red, and her heavily made-up face was horribly hideous because of the pain coming from her wrist.

Jian Qing used strength in her hands and threw her aside.

Then, looking at the remaining two women, he kicked each of them to the ground.

"hiss--"

In an instant, the three women huddled on the ground and moaned in pain. Instead of being arrogant and domineering, they looked embarrassed.

The situation reversed instantly, and it was obvious that Jian Qing had the upper hand.

Lin Wenqi stared dumbfoundedly at her companion falling to the ground, unable to recover for a moment.

How could this... come to be like this?

"Now it is your turn."

A cold voice sounded, and Lin Wenqi suddenly looked up at her.

"Aren't you going to teach me a lesson?"

Jian Qing walked around the woman on the ground and walked slowly over.

"You, what do you want to do?" Lin Wenqi was a little scared.

"Ha!" Jian Qing smiled coldly, "What else can I do besides beating you?"

Arrogant and arrogant.

Quan Yifei, who was locked in the toilet, couldn't help but laugh when she heard Jian Qing's words.

It seemed like she didn't have to worry anymore.

Lin Wenqi met Jian Qing's eyes and knew she was not joking.

Her hands hanging by her side were trembling a little. From the corner of her eye, she saw the iron bars piled beside the mop and broom, and rushed over.

She picked up the rusty iron rod and looked at Jian Qing fiercely.

"You, don't come over."

Jian Qing raised her lips and walked over slowly on high heels.

Lin Wenqi felt cruel, raised the iron rod and swung it towards Jian Qing's head.

"I'll fight you."

"boom--"

The iron rod fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Lin Wenqi's face twisted into a ball of pain, and the heartbreaking pain in her wrist made her pale.

"Let go, let go quickly..."

Jian Qing pinched her wrist, and the corners of her lips curved into a bloodthirsty arc.

"Since your brain is not working well, let me treat it for you."

As she spoke, she let go of her wrist, grabbed her hair with her long fingers, and slammed her head against the toilet door with a bang.

There was a loud noise, and before Lin Wenqi could even scream, she fainted, her forehead was broken, and red blood flowed out.

"Ah, murder." The woman in the green dress had just gotten up from the ground and saw this scene. She was so frightened that her legs weakened and she could hardly stand still.

Quan Mingxuan and his party heard screams when they arrived, and the dark figure in front of them had already rushed to the bathroom.

Without caring that it was a girls' bathroom, Quan Jingwu strode in.

"Xiao Jing!"

Jian Qing heard the footsteps and looked up. When she saw the person coming, the frost on her face disappeared.

Quan Jingwu kicked away the woman who was lying at the door. His rough action made the hearts of those following behind him jump.

"Are you injured?" Quan Jingwu put his arms around her and looked at her carefully.

Jian Qing smiled and pointed to the people lying on the ground, "They are the ones who were injured."

"Feifei!" Quan Mingxuan glanced at the bathroom, but did not find Quan Yifei's figure.

"Second brother, I'm in here." Hearing Quan Mingxuan's voice, Quan Yifei patted the door excitedly.

Quan Mingxuan walked over quickly, opened the door and let her out.

"Who locked you in here?" he asked, his face darkening.

Quan Yifei looked at the woman in the green dress with hatred and said, "It's them, they want to cause trouble for Jian Qing, and they also attack Jian Qing. They say that Jian Qing is not worthy of the third brother, and they say a lot Bad words."

The woman in the green dress didn't expect to attract so many people, and she was immediately afraid, "No, it's not us, it's Lin Wenqi. She can't stand Jian Qing. She encouraged us to do this. She also wanted to hit her with an iron rod." Jian Qing.”

"That's it. It was Lin Wenqi who instigated us." The other two women quickly agreed.

At the critical moment, several women quickly put all the blame on Lin Wenqi, who had fainted.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes darkened, and his whole body was filled with rage. The strong murderous intention made everyone choke.

"Jingwu, the iron rod is here." Han Yue picked up the rusty iron rod on the ground.

If such a thick iron rod were to be smashed down, his head would be shattered.

There will be more later, wait a moment...