Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Quan Jingwu reached for the document in her hand and threw it on the table without even looking at it.

Then, he stretched out his hand to hold her wrist, and with gentle force, he brought her into his arms.

Jian Qing fell onto his lap, raised her eyes and glanced at him, "It's not a good habit to be lazy during working hours."

"Combining work and rest is the truth." He put his big hands around her waist and smiled.

Fucking truth!

Jian Qing cursed in her heart.

"Aren't you going to have a meeting?" she asked.

"Fifteen minutes left."

Jian Qing made a sound, saw the unfinished documents on the table, and said, "Then you hurry up and process the documents, and accompany me to eat hot pot tonight."

"There's no rush." ​​His eyes fell on her red lips, which opened and closed, and a dark color flashed in his eyes.

As soon as he finished speaking, his cold fingertips penetrated the hem of her clothes. Jian Qing's body tightened, and she suddenly felt something bad.

The corner of her mouth twitched and she moved her hips forward, trying to escape.

"My dear, there are still fifteen minutes." His iron arms were firmly around her waist, not giving her a chance to escape.

"..."

There's still fifteen minutes left, so what?

What does he want to do?

The door of this office is still open, and someone will come at any time. If she is bumped into, she will not lose face.

"Xiao Jing, my back is sore." She raised her eyes to look at him and said softly.

When it's time to be cowardly, it's better to be cowardly, not to mention that her back is really sore.

The soft voice reached her ears, the man's eyes darkened, and his big hands became more and more wanton at her waist.

"I'll rub it for you."

Jian Qing quickly took his hand and said, "No, I don't need to bother you."

Rub it for him?

It's better to skip it, don't break your waist when the time comes.

"Baby, do you dislike me, huh?" Quan Jingwu pursed his thin lips, his eyes carrying a dangerous signal.

"Well, I'm disgusted." She said bluntly.

At the end, I added another sentence, "I particularly dislike it."

The man narrowed his eyes, broke away from her hand, and put his big hand directly on the hidden button on her back.

"Say it again."

His magnetic voice, low and deep, was very seductive.

Jian Qing coughed lightly, put her hands around his neck, and smiled coquettishly, "I was joking, I was joking."

After saying that, she took the initiative to offer her red lips and kissed his thin lips.

A moma.

Two momos.

Three momos...

Three kisses in a row instantly made a certain man feel elated, and his thin lips formed a curve of satisfaction.

Jian Qing saw this and succeeded.

"Come here, I'll handle the documents with you."

She took a document, opened it, and read French.

Quan Jingwu looked at her side face with a smile in his eyes.

He retracted his hand and put it around her waist again.

He was just teasing her and had no intention of doing anything.

After a while, Yi Kai came in.

When he saw the two people sitting hugging each other at the desk, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched.

Do you want to stuff him with dog food as soon as he comes?

He's really not hungry, okay?

"Boss, it's time for the meeting."

Jian Qing put down the document, got up from him, and urged, "Go quickly."

"Wait for me here." He stood up and rubbed her hair, causing her to glare.

He laughed, lowered his head and pecked her soft red lips.

Yi Kai raised his hands to cover his eyes.

Do not see what is inappropriate, do not hear what is inappropriate.

Good, good, good...

As soon as Quan Jingwu left, Yi Kai quickly followed.

Jian Qing sat back on the office chair and was about to go online to play games with Jian Luo and Bai Jue when a call suddenly came in on her phone.

It's Qiu Bo.

Her eyes flashed and she pressed answer.

Uncle Qiu, "Miss Qing, the master is in hospital. Can you please come over and take a look?"

Hospitalized?

Jian Qing frowned, weren't you fine the past two days?

After a while, she asked, "Which hospital?"

"I see."

After hanging up the phone, Jian Qingqu tapped her fingers on the table, a thoughtful look flashing between her brows.

After a long time, she stood up, took the car keys and walked out.

…

Beijing Private Hospital

Top floor

At the door of the VIP ward, two tall men stood expressionlessly at the door.

In the ward, the atmosphere was silent.

An Zhonghui and others were all present, with serious expressions on their faces.

The old man suddenly fainted and was taken to the hospital, frightening everyone in the An family into panic.

On the hospital bed, Mr. An looked pale, with an infusion tube in his hand, and the instrument beside him made a beeping sound.

After Qiu Bo called Jian Qing, he entered the ward and saw An Zhonghui and others gathered here. He also thought that Jian Qing was coming later, and he suddenly became worried.

Anman was sent to prison. Except for the old man, everyone else complained about Jian Qing.

It would be bad if there was a fight later.

"Second Master, why don't you go back first? The doctor said that the master is fine and will wake up later."

He looked at An Chong, who was closest to him, and tried to persuade him.

"No, let's wait until grandpa wakes up before going back." An Chong said in a deep voice.

Yang Xiang smiled sarcastically and said sarcastically, "My great-grandpa is in the hospital, and Jian Qing didn't come to visit her. She is really an immature wolf. Why can't my great-grandpa see her true face clearly?"

As soon as she said this, An Zhonghui frowned and shouted warningly, "Yang Xiang."

The old man is like this now, and the doctor told him not to get angry.

"Dad, Xiang'er was right. Look at her, she didn't even show up." An Rong said dissatisfied.

"Miss Qing just doesn't know about Master's hospitalization." Qiu Bo couldn't help but interjected.

"Okay, don't make any noise here." An Zhonghui said with a gloomy face.

As soon as he spoke, the ward returned to silence.

After a moment, a weak voice sounded, a little hoarse.

"Aqiu."

Qiu Bo's face was filled with joy and he quickly walked to the hospital bed. An Zhonghui and others also gathered around him.

"Master, you're awake. Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?" Qiu Bo asked anxiously.

An Zhonghui followed closely and asked, "Dad, how are you?"

An Yu raised his hand and pressed the bell beside the hospital bed to notify the doctor to come over.

Mrs. An struggled to open his eyes, his face looking a little sickly pale.

He turned his eyes and glanced at the people beside the bed, but he didn't find the person he wanted to see the most. A trace of loss flashed deep in his eyes.

At this time, the doctor also came.

"Please give way."

Everyone stepped back and let the doctor diagnose the old man.

"It's nothing serious. It's better to rest in the hospital for the next few days. If nothing happens after a few days of observation, you can be discharged," the doctor said.

"The patient is older and has more old health problems. He has been worried too much and is depressed, so he suddenly fainted. We should pay attention to it in the future."

Qiu Bo, "Thank you doctor."

The doctor shook his head, "No, I'll go out first. If you need anything, just ring the bell and call me."

As soon as the doctor left, An Zhonghui and others gathered around him again.

"It's all Jian Qing's fault. If she hadn't caused so many troubles, grandpa wouldn't have been too worried and suddenly fainted." As soon as Mrs. An woke up, An Rong seized the opportunity to find fault with Jian Qing.

"You should go back first, there is no need to stay here." Old Mrs. An frowned and said in a weak voice.

"Grandpa." An Rong was unhappy when she saw Mrs. An driving them away.

"Butler Qiu, someone is looking for you."

The voice of the bodyguard sounded outside the door, and everyone looked over.

Everyone's expressions changed slightly when they saw the person coming.

Qiu Bo smiled and quickly walked over to invite people in.

"Miss Qing, the master is looking for you."

Jian Qing looked up at the room full of people and walked in with a calm expression.

On the hospital bed, when he heard Jian Qing's arrival, Mrs. An's eyes flashed with joy.

Noting his reaction, everyone in the An family was even more dissatisfied.

Are all of them no match for Jian Qing?

"Hey, tell Cao Cao, Cao Cao will be here soon." An Rong still remembered what happened in Shijin Haoting, and said in a bitter tone.

"hypocritically."

Everyone in the An family remained silent, no one planned to speak for Jian Qing.

Jian Qing didn't seem to hear An Rong's words, so she pulled up a chair and sat down by the bed.

Her unhurried and unannounced look made An Rong feel as if her punch had hit cotton, and she felt deeply powerless.

"Aqiu, let them all go back." Mr. An said in a deep voice.

Obviously, this "they" does not include Jian Qing.

Hearing this, the expressions of everyone in the An family changed, especially An Yu and the others. Seeing the obvious differential treatment by Mr. An, they were even more displeased.

"Dad, please take good care of yourself and we will come see you tomorrow." An Zhonghui glanced at Jian Qing with complicated eyes, then looked at An Laotian and said.

Mrs. An hummed calmly, and An Zhonghui turned and left.

"Let's go back first."

As soon as he spoke, no matter how reluctant An Rong and the others were, they could only follow and leave obediently.

As soon as they left, the air in the ward became much fresher.

After a long time, Jian Qing was the first to break the silence.

"what did the doctor say?"

Hearing her words of concern, Mr. An felt warm in his heart, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled old face.

"It's nothing serious, just rest for a few days."

Jian Qing hummed, looking at the old man's pale face from the corner of her eye, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

"have a good rest."

At this time, the smile on Mrs. An's face became deeper and he nodded frequently, "Okay."

Jian Qing lowered her eyes lightly and said nothing.

"Girl Qing, can you help me up?" Mrs. An said in a hoarse voice.

Jian Qing stood up, reached out to help him up, took a pillow, and placed it behind him.

Old Mrs. An leaned against the pillow and looked at the person sitting beside the bed.

"Girl Qing, if..."

He hesitated to speak, and did not say the next words for a long time.

Jian Qing raised her eyes to meet his gaze and said in a calm voice, "Do you also want me to let Anman go?"

"No, it's not about this." Mr. An shook his head and explained quickly.

"She did something wrong and deserves to be punished. I said, you can do whatever you want."

Jane looked at him with clear eyes and asked, "Then what do you want to say?"

Old Mrs. An hesitated for a moment, and said in his heart, "If you are really a bloodline of our An family, what will happen to you?"

He knew that she had never believed that their An family's blood was flowing in her body, and he also knew that she didn't like to be associated with the An family.

But all of this was arranged by God, and it was not up to any of them to decide.

After a moment of silence, Jian Qing slowly said, "I don't know, but if possible, I hope not."

If it is proven that they are of the An family's blood, it will mean that her and Luoluo's father is An Chong.

Besides, her mother had said that she and Luoluo were not An Chong's children, and she absolutely believed that her mother would not lie to her.

Mo Xiao is about to arrive, and the show is about to begin.