Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Mr. An looked at her with gloomy eyes, obviously not believing it, "Anman, I'll say it again, tell me the truth."

He had warned them before to try to figure out the girl's intentions, but it seemed that they still didn't listen to his words.

Now, Quan Jingwu has mobilized troops to escort her back. Doesn't this mean something?

There is no doubt that she really did something behind her back.

Zhou Qin was originally dissatisfied with the old man's preference for Jian Qing, but now that he saw the old man being aggressive towards his daughter, his dissatisfaction became even stronger.

"Dad, Aman has told me before that she is going abroad. She really plans to go abroad for Xiang Chengcai."

Mrs. An didn't even look back and said in a cold voice, "There is no room for you to interrupt here."

One sentence directly embarrassed Zhou Qin.

Her face turned red, and she was very angry because she was humiliated in front of so many people.

"Anman, this is your last chance. If you don't tell the truth, if something happens later, you can take care of yourself."

After saying harsh words, Mrs. An looked at her steadily.

There was a flash of hesitation and panic in Anman's eyes. Before she could make a decision, there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

"Ah!"

A sneer as light as a sigh escaped from his lips and drifted into everyone's ears.

"It seems like it's quite lively here."

The woman's cold voice, carrying her unique voice, came from afar.

Everyone present was very familiar with this voice.

An Yu and others' expressions changed slightly, and they subconsciously looked towards the door.

Against the light, two black figures, one tall and one low, approached hand in hand.

Jian Qing's eyes swept across the living room lightly, with frost between her brows and eyes. Finally, her eyes fell on Anman.

When Anman heard the familiar voice, his body had already frozen. He didn't look back, but he felt a cold chill crawling up his back for no reason.

Impossible, why didn't she die?

How did those people help her?

"Boss, ma'am!"

Shen Hao and Yi Kai shouted in unison.

When Yang Xiang and others heard the word "ma'am", a flash of jealousy and unwillingness flashed across their eyes.

An Yu looked at the two people's clasped hands not far away and bit her lip reluctantly.

Huh, madam?

Jian Qing, a shameless bitch, let others call her madam before she married into the Quan family, just like her mother said.

Jian Qing is as despicable as her mistress mother.

"Let her go." Jane said quietly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the two bodyguards holding Anman let go at the same time.

Shen Hao and Yi Kai looked at each other and gestured knowingly towards the bodyguards.

"Boss, let's go out first."

Quan Jingwu raised his chin and hummed.

Shen Hao and his bodyguards retreated and guarded the door.

"Girl Qing, you..." After not seeing Jian Qing for a long time, Mrs. An couldn't help but put a smile on his face.

Jian Qing's face was pale, as if she had returned to the indifference she had when she first came to the capital.

"Mr. An."

She shouted distantly, and the smile on the corner of Old Mrs. An's mouth turned bitter.

Qiu Bo looked at it with a flash in his eyes.

Miss Qing finally got a little closer to the master, but now because of Amman, she probably has to go back to before liberation overnight.

"Anman, I heard that you got divorced. I haven't had time to congratulate you properly. Why are you in such a hurry to go abroad?"

Jian Qing's red lips curled slightly, and her dark eyes were filled with coolness.

Can I still congratulate on a divorce?

Zhou Qin couldn't see it and glared at Jian Qing dissatisfiedly, but didn't dare to say anything.

Anman turned around slowly, and when he saw that beautiful face in his eyes, he couldn't help but clench his hands.

No, she couldn't panic.

Maybe Jian Qing came to deceive her on purpose, and she couldn't get into trouble first.

She secretly took a deep breath and said, "Congratulations are not necessary, Jian Qing, I am anxious to take my son abroad for treatment, and you asked someone to arrest me and come to my old house. What do you mean?"

What does it mean to beat someone up and tell lies with open eyes? She has finally seen it.

Jian Qing was not in a hurry, she raised her eyes and glanced at Xiang Cheng, pretending to be enlightened and said, "I originally planned to take your son for treatment. I thought you were planning to go abroad to find a Feng Shui treasure land for your son and yourself to end this life. ”

When it comes to sharp tongue, Miss Jane is absolutely unmatched.

Feng Shui treasure land, come and end this life.

Isn't this a clear curse on Anman and Xiang Cheng.

No matter who was told this, they probably wouldn't be in a good mood.

The same goes for Anman. Her face was as ugly as if she had stepped on stool, but she didn't dare to act rashly because she couldn't figure out Jian Qing's thoughts.

However, just because she can endure it, doesn't mean that others can.

Zhou Qin looked unhappy and jumped out to defend Anman, pretending to be an elder, "Jian Qing, how did you speak? Is this how you treat the elders in your family?"

This damn girl will tear her mouth apart sooner or later.

"In this broad daylight, it's better to be clear-headed and don't rush to your relatives when you see someone." Jian Qing said calmly.

Zhou Qin was so angry that his face turned blue and purple. He was about to explode, but was blocked by Jian Qing's next sentence.

"I'm sorry, I don't have much patience, and I don't have the heart to continue talking nonsense with you."

Before he finished speaking, Anman's breathing slowed down a few beats.

The next second, a cold voice exploded in her ears, and her heart was instantly grabbed.

"Anman, it's time to settle our accounts now."

Anman stepped back almost invisible, and tried to keep his voice calm as he said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

Jian Qing let go of Quan Jingwu's hand and walked slowly to her.

Every step he took seemed to step on Anman's heart.

When she advances, Amman retreats.

He didn't stop until his knees hit the edge of the coffee table.

Anman raised his head and inadvertently met her dark eyes. He tilted his head almost reflexively, not daring to look at her.

"Anman, I didn't expect to deal with you so quickly, but you decided to send me to your door to seek death, so I'll just help you."

Jian Qing put her hands in her pockets, and her cold voice made people shiver.

Anman lowered his head and remained silent.

When Mr. An saw this, his suspicions in his heart were confirmed.

"Girl Qing, did Anman do anything to you?" He asked tentatively.

Jian Qing's eyes fell on Anman vaguely, with a cold smile on her lips, "Anman, do you want to say it yourself, or should I say it for you, eh?"

Forced with no way out, Anman suddenly raised his head and pushed Jian Qing hard with both hands, "I, I don't understand what you are talking about, please don't frame me."

Her sudden action startled everyone.

Her explosive strength was so strong that she pushed Jian Qing back a few steps.

Jian Qing stood firm and bumped into a strong chest with her back.

The familiar scent of the man enveloped the tip of her nose, and a low, magnetic voice came from above.

"Are you hurt?"

Jian Qing turned her head, looked into his starry purple eyes, raised her lips and smiled, "It's okay."

Quan Jingwu hugged her and looked at Anman with cold eyes as deep as a cold pool, with a bit of anger in his eyes.

"you wanna die!"

The cold voice fell, and the surrounding air cooled down sharply, making people feel like they were in the arctic ice field.

It can be seen that Quan Jingwu is really murderous towards Anman at this time.

Anman's hands hanging by his sides were trembling, and he didn't dare to move.

"Xiao Jing!"

She cut in with a soft voice, holding his big hand, and most of the frost on the man's handsome face faded away in an instant.

"People like her don't deserve your anger."

Quan Jingwu held her hand and looked down at her, "But she hurt you."

Jian Qing knew that he was not only talking about Anman pushing her just now, but also about Anman hiring a killer to assassinate her.

She arched her eyebrows and said softly, "I will deal with her severely later and avenge you, okay?"

Her voice was neither loud nor soft, making everyone look confused.

Revenge Quan Jingwu?

What the hell is going on?

Quan Jingwu glanced at Anman with his cold eyes, pursed his thin lips and said "hmm".

After comforting him, Jian Qing looked at Anman and said, "Aman, actually, I have a question. I'm quite curious. How much money did you give to the Blood Slayer Alliance to get them to do things for you, eh?"

When he heard the words "blood-killing alliance", a haze flashed deep in Anman's eyes.

"What nonsense are you talking about? What is the Blood Killing Pact? I have never heard of it." She refused to admit it.

Jian Qing laughed sarcastically, "Anman, if you dare to do it, you must dare to do it. I don't know who gave you the courage to hire a killer to assassinate me, huh?"

Killer, assassination, two words in a row shocked Mrs. An and others.

"Anman, what girl Qing said is true. Did you hire a killer to assassinate her?" Mr. An came back to his senses and asked angrily.

Zhou Qin didn't expect this to happen, and for a moment he didn't dare to say anything casually.

"No, I didn't. It was her who was framing me." Anman shook his head and denied it, "I don't know the killer at all. Jian Qing is making it up. She wants to wrongly accuse me."

Mr. An is old, and his heart is as clear as a mirror.

It was obvious who was lying.

He took a step forward, waved his calloused hands, and then dropped them.

In the blink of an eye, a crisp slap echoed in the living room.

"Snapped--"

An Yu and the others were startled and trembled.

The slap made Anman's ears buzz, and the red marks of the slap were clearly printed on his cheek.

Her eyes were dull and she raised her hands to cover her face.

Old Mrs. An looked at her with disappointment in his eyes, and his big hands were numb.

"Anman, what I said to you before have turned a deaf ear to you, right? How dare you do such a thing as hiring a killer? Has your reason and conscience been gnawed by dogs?"

Anman came back to his senses and saw the fire in Mrs. An's eyes. He felt aggrieved and resentful in his heart, "Grandpa, you can believe whatever Jian Qing says. This partiality is not so biased. I am the legitimate bloodline of the An family. You would rather believe her words as an outsider than believe me once, I..."

"Outsiders, who says she is an outsider?" Mrs. An shouted sternly, "I tell you, Jian Qing and Jian Luo are both members of the An family's family tree. They are legitimate An family bloodlines. If anyone dares to say that they are outsiders again, I will kill you." Completely evicted from Anjia.”

Jian Qing looked at Mr. An calmly. She didn't understand why Mr. An kept saying that she and Luoluo were from the An family every time, as if he really had some evidence in his hand.

What secret is hidden in this?

Anman put down his hand, his red and swollen cheeks looked hideous.

"Grandpa, no matter what, if I didn't do it, I just didn't do it."

Ge Di, a sneer overflowed.

"Anman, I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin."

Anman turned to look at her without changing her words, "Jian Qing, you deliberately want to frame me, but I can't help it. As for the Blood Killing Alliance you are talking about, I don't know."

Jian Qing laughed mockingly.

She doesn't admit it, but she has plenty of ways to make her admit it obediently.

"Anman, even if your useless son is thrown abroad for treatment, there is no hope. How about I help you once and for all?"

Hit the snake seven inches.

Doesn’t she look at Cheng Ruming?

Then she would use Xiang Chenglai for surgery.

When Xiang Cheng was mentioned, Anman's face turned ferocious, "What do you want to do?"

"Xiang Cheng hasn't been out for so long. How about I ask someone to take him to the tropical rainforest? The air there is fresh and should be suitable for him to recuperate." Jian Qingfeng said lightly, as if he was talking to her about today's weather. how.

On the side, Zhou Qin and others frowned.

Xiang Cheng is currently relying on medicine to support him. If he is thrown into an inaccessible tropical rainforest, it will probably take less than a day to kill him.

Jian Qing clearly did it on purpose.

"You dare?" Anman gritted his teeth.

Jian Qing spread her hands and smiled innocently, "Is there anything I don't dare to do?"

Anman couldn't help but curse the killers of the Blood Killing Alliance in her heart. She spent so much money, but Jian Qing came back alive and kicking with her cheap hooves.

This bunch of useless trash.

"Anman, actually it doesn't matter if you don't admit it. I have evidence of your deal with the Blood Killing Alliance." Jian Qing said

Hearing this, Anman was horrified.

Before she could speak, Jian Qing said again, "I'll have those evidences handed over to the police. You can just stay in jail for the rest of the day."

As a member of the An family, she has lived a smooth life and lived a privileged life. Letting her stay in a dark cell would probably be more uncomfortable for her than killing her.

Her mother's hatred and Xiaojing's injury, this time she had to settle the accounts with her.

"Prison?" Zhou Qin exclaimed.

"Jian Qing, you are crazy."

How could their Anjia people be caught and thrown into jail? How could their Anjia people hold their heads high and behave themselves if this spread out.

Jian Qing ignored her and looked at Anman deeply.

"Aman, please speak quickly. No one can blame you for anything we haven't done. Please speak up." Zhou Qin came over, took her arm and shook her.

Anman lowered his head, not knowing what to think, and remained silent.

The more silent she was, the more anxious Zhou Qin became.

She raised her voice and urged, "Aman, what are you thinking about? Hurry up and explain."

Anman was unmoved. He looked at the fruit knife on the fruit plate on the coffee table from the corner of his eye, and his eyes darkened.

While everyone was relaxing their vigilance, she suddenly grabbed the fruit knife. The sharp blade shone with a cold light and looked a bit dazzling under the light.

"Jian Qing, go to hell."

She roared crazily, raised the fruit knife and stabbed Jian Qing directly in the heart.

Now that things have happened, she has nothing to hide.

As early as when she called the Blood Slayer Alliance, no one answered the call. At that moment, she knew that the matter was out of her control.

Especially when she saw Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu appearing together, she knew she could not escape this disaster.

Even if she died, she would still drag Jian Qing, a bitch.

"Qing girl!" Mrs. An's face was pale, her body was swaying, and she was a little unable to stand.

Qiu Bo rushed up quickly and held him up to prevent him from falling.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes suddenly sank, and everyone was suffocated by the violent energy emanating from his body. He raised his hand and pinched Anman's wrist, breaking it with force.

"ah--"

Anman's face wrinkled into a ball, and a shrill scream floated from his mouth.

"bump--"

The knife slipped from her hand and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

A trace of disgust flashed across Quan Jingwu's stern brows, and he swung his big hand hard, and Anman was thrown to the ground like a rag.

As his knees hit the cold marble floor, Anman couldn't help but let out a groan of pain.

This scene struck the eyes of An Yu and others. Their mouths opened slightly and did not close for a long time.

Zhao Xuan looked at it, with a flash of pity deep in his eyes.

Deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly cursed Anman for being too slow. It would have been great if that knife had really stabbed Jian Qing.

Seeing that Jian Qing was fine, Mrs. An breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Anman who was slumped on the ground with a livid face.

Jian Qing leaned in Quan Jingwu's arms, with no fear on her delicate face.

Quan Jingwu looked down at the person in his arms, his thin lips opened slightly, and the words he spat out made people shudder, "My dear, don't be soft-hearted."

If his baby hadn't still wanted to play, he would have shot her dead just now.

Jian Qing chuckled, stood on tiptoes, and kissed the corner of his lips comfortingly.

"good."

Xiaojing is becoming a tyrant, and she has no patience to continue playing with Anman.

She withdrew from his arms, picked up the knife that fell on the ground, and then walked towards Anman.

Anman lowered his head and held his injured wrist with a look of pain on his face.

Seeing a pair of white canvas shoes stopped in front of her, she raised her head and met the pair of ice-hardened eyes, panicking.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Jian Qing chuckled lightly, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She squatted down and raised her hand to put on Anman's shoulder.

The light strength made Anman unable to break free.

When Anman looked at the knife in her hand, his face could no longer remain calm.

Jian Qing held the knife and pressed the cold blade against her cheek. Anman swallowed and did not dare to move.

"you……"

Jian Qing raised her lips and smiled lightly, "Anman, you sent someone to assassinate me and caused Xiaojing to be injured. What do you think is the best way for me to punish you?"

"Jian Qing, don't be impulsive. Murder is against the law." Zhou Qin said with a trembling voice as she looked at the knife pressed against her daughter's face.

Jian Qing sneered, "So you also know that killing is illegal, so why don't you teach your daughter a good lesson?"

She spoke unhurriedly, leaving Zhou Qin speechless.

At this time, she couldn't help complaining about her daughter's impulsiveness and recklessness.

Seeing the woman's delicate face so close, Anman felt resentment in his heart, "Jian Qing, it's all your fault. If you hadn't come back, my family would still be happy. It was because of your appearance that I got divorced. My son has become disabled and I have nothing left. It’s all your fault. Why are you coming back? You’ve been missing for seventeen years. Why are you coming back to ruin our peaceful life?”

She roared and cursed, staring at Jian Qing with scarlet eyes.

"Are you done?" Jian Qing looked at her calmly.

Tired from shouting, Anman's chest heaved.

"Then it's my turn to speak." Jian Qing grabbed her collar and lifted her up suddenly.

Anman was startled and looked panicked.

Jian Qing held her collar with one hand and held a knife to her neck with the other. Her eyes turned cold, "Don't you know why I came back?"

She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Qin, and said in a calm voice, "If it weren't for you, my mother would not have died. Now how can you have the nerve to ask me why I came back."

Of course she came back to settle the debt they owed with them, no need to ask.

Zhou Qin quickly lowered his head, a flash of fear in his eyes.

This was the first time that Jian Qing directly mentioned what happened seventeen years ago.

"Anman, let's settle the debt you owe me now. Xiaojing was injured, and I want you to pay back ten times."

Before she finished speaking, the knife in her hand moved.

The sharp blade flashed in front of everyone's eyes, followed by a piercing scream.

"ah--"

Bright red blood dripped on the ground. An Yu and others subconsciously covered their eyes, not daring to look.

The first knife mark was on Anman's arm.

The second knife mark scratched her cheek.

The third knife mark landed on her waist.

…

He raised the knife and dropped it, leaving ten scars on Anman's body. Only then did Jian Qing give up.

As for Zhou Qin, she was already frozen in place, unable to lift her steps as if they were filled with lead.

But from her pale face and trembling lips, she was obviously frightened.

Mr. An turned away when Jian Qing struck the first blow. He knew that Anman was asking for trouble this time.

He had let them go once seventeen years ago, and now he couldn't help them.

The silver blade was stained with blood. Jian Qing dropped the knife and let go of Anman.

As soon as she stood up, she was enveloped in a warm embrace.

The man hugged her from behind, holding a tissue in his hand to wipe her hands, finger by finger, very carefully.

"Next time, don't do this yourself. It's too dirty."

"But I want to avenge you personally." Jian Qing raised her head, blinked her bright eyes, and said with a smile on her lips.

Quan Jingwu paused in wiping her hands and raised his thin lips.

"Fool."

"You're stupid." Jian Qing glanced at him and hummed.

You can always call her stupid, but she is obviously very smart, okay?

The two of them were affectionate and affectionate on the sidelines, but in contrast, Anman looked desolate.

She fell to the ground covered in blood, but no one came forward to help her.

Although Jian Qing's attack didn't hurt her vitals, it was definitely enough for her to drink a pot.

Not far away, Xiang Cheng was sitting on the sofa, his pupils widened as he stared in the direction of Anman, a flash of worry and sadness in his eyes.

During these days, he had long understood that the only person in the world who was good to him was no one else except his mother.

If it weren't for him, his mother wouldn't have hired a killer to assassinate Jian Qing.

All of this was ultimately his fault.

Now, it's too late to say anything...

The campus network of A-Xia's school is not very stable these days. In order not to delay all the children's reading of the article, A-Xia's three chapters will be combined and uploaded in the next few days, and they will be divided into chapters in a few days. Haha, okay?