Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Oops, it’s so exciting to see Black Jack being defeated.

"How about you continue, I'll avoid it for a while." He said deliberately.

Hearing this, Jian Luo lowered his head, and the blush on his face never faded.

The person who stepped on the horse is now in disgrace and disgrace.

Black Jack glanced at the person next to him from the corner of his eye and walked towards Bai Jue.

There is murderous intent!

Bai Jue looked at the person walking towards him, the smile on his face froze, and he thought to himself that it was not good.

"Well, I won't disturb you anymore."

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

He is fast and there are people faster than him.

A big hand grabbed his collar, and the rough movement was very unfriendly.

"Bai Jue, I think we should have a good discussion about life."

A low voice, carrying a somewhat dangerous signal, sounded faintly from behind.

Bai Jue was about to cry but had no tears left.

No, his life is wonderful, there is no need to discuss it with him anymore.

He turned his head and smiled flatteringly at Black Jack, "Black Jack, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do. Why don't we discuss life some other time?"

Black Jack picked him up and flicked the knife to him.

Want to beg for mercy?

late.

Interrupting his good deeds is clearly something that needs to be dealt with.

"We can deal with things another day. It's better for me to teach you how to be a good person today."

After he finished speaking, he dragged him out without giving him a chance to speak.

"Jian Luo, save me quickly."

Bai Jue let out a wail that echoed in the corridor for a long time.

As soon as the two left, Jian Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and patted his cheek, breathing softly.

Damn, I almost got tricked by Black Jack.

Bai Jue appeared too timely this time.

His eyes fell on the notebook that fell on the ground, he bent down to pick it up, and then tore out the short composition page.

As soon as he folded the paper and stuffed it into his pocket, he heard a scream like a slaughtered pig coming from outside.

"Black Jack, you are committing murder."

The corners of Jian Luo's mouth curled up, and a sly smile appeared in his eyes.

Poor Bai Jue!

I hope I won't be tortured too badly.

…

Hexi's sunlight fell on the ground through the floor-to-ceiling windows, turning into golden spots.

On the bed, two figures hugged each other intimately.

Jian Qing rested on the man's strong arm, her slender body nestled in his arms. The man's iron arms were firmly placed across her waist, enclosing her in his arms in a protective manner.

Her brows were furrowed, her smooth forehead was covered with sweat, and she seemed to have not slept peacefully.

In the dream, she kept running, but she could never get out of the snow-covered field.

The woman's weak voice and the girl's cry were intertwined, echoing over the snow, constantly impacting her eardrums.

"Nuo'er, Mommy can't be with you, you have to take good care of yourself and your brother."

"No, Mommy, let's go to the hospital, and Nuo'er goes to find her great-grandpa. Don't leave Nuo'er, no."

"Ahem, cough, cough... Nuo'er, mommy can't hold it anymore, pocket watch, go find An..." Before the woman finished her words, she held the girl's hand and slid down, and her beautiful eyes slowly closed. .

"don't want!"

A cold voice burst through the air, breaking the silence of the bedroom.

Jian Qing's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened and she sat up.

As soon as she woke up, Quan Jingwu was also awakened.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

He stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, lowering his eyes to see the sweat on her forehead, and a flash of distress flashed in his purple eyes.

"Did you have a nightmare, huh?" He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from her forehead, and stroked her cheek with his fingertips.

Jian Qing turned her head, buried herself in his chest, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Jing, I dreamed of my mother."

Since coming to the capital, she has rarely had this dream. Unexpectedly, she has started to dream about that snowy day again.

Quan Jingwu paused while stroking her long hair with his fingertips, and his mind couldn't help but think of what Bai Jue said at the manor -

On the surface, Jian Qing seemed to be fine, but in fact, her inner demons had never disappeared, but were suppressed in a certain place deep in her heart.

And that inner demon was the scene when she witnessed her mother Jian Wei's accident.

There was a dark light in his eyes, and his thin lips pressed against her forehead, "My dear, let's go to Anjia again. I'll accompany you, okay?"

If what happened back then was not completely clarified, he thought his sweet baby would never be truly happy.

But he didn't want this inner demon to be with her all the time.

A man's voice sounded above her head. Jian Qing's hand holding his shirt tightened slightly, her knuckles turning white.

She lowered her eyes lightly, and the dream just now was still vaguely replaying in front of her eyes.

After a long time, she said in a very soft voice, "Okay."

No matter what, she found the pocket watch in her mother's mouth. She believed that the pocket watch must have some special meaning, otherwise her mother would not have mentioned it before she died.

To find the pocket watch, Anjia must make another trip.

What she has never been able to figure out is what her mother's unfinished words were and which member of the An family she wanted to talk about.

A man's voice sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

"Let's go wash up and then go out."

With that said, he lifted the quilt and carried her out of bed.

After the two washed up and changed their clothes, they went downstairs.

"Ouch--"

Seeing the two of them coming downstairs, Xueqiu went up to them happily.

Quan Jingwu let go of Jian Qing and walked to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

Jian Qing knelt down and raised her hand to smooth Xueqiu's hair.

She pulled her lips and smiled lightly, "Xueqiu, I forgot to prepare food for you last night. I will give you extra food today."

"Ouch--"

As if he understood the meaning of Jian Qing's words, Snowball's dark eyes were bright and he kept rubbing her with his big furry head.

Beauty is the best for it.

After breakfast and getting something to eat for Xueqiu, Quan Jingwu took Jian Qing and prepared to go out.

Opening the door, a chill hit my face.

The fallen leaves are falling and the cold wind is blowing, indicating that early winter is coming.

Jian Qing frowned slightly, subconsciously rejecting the approach of early winter.

For her, winter and snow are bad memories.

"Good boy, get in the car."

Quan Jingwu opened the car door and said warmly.

She came to her senses and got into the car.

Quan Jingwu closed the car door and walked to the other side to get in. He put one hand on the steering wheel and held her cold hand with the other.

A touch of warmth spread from his palm to hers, and Jian Qing curled her lips slightly.

With him around, all the uneasiness seemed to be soothed.

This morning, it doesn't seem to be cold anymore.

The car engine sounded, and the sports car sped away, picking up the fallen leaves on the ground.

An old house

It rained gradually all night long, and no one in An's family slept peacefully.

Early in the morning, there was a strange dead silence in the old house.

An Chong came back drunk in the middle of the night last night and had a quarrel with Zhao Xuan, disturbing many people.

If An Yu and An Yu hadn't stopped them, they would have started fighting. In the end, An Yu took An Chong, who was drunk and unconscious, to the guest room to rest, and then the farce was calmed down.

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