Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Han Yue's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition hit him.

Jian Qing supported Thea and turned around to look at the owner of the soft and boneless voice. There was a meaningful smile on the corner of her mouth, which made people tremble inexplicably.

"Um..., don't get me wrong, they have nothing to do with Jing Wu." Han Yue felt the coldness of Quan Jing Wu all over his body, met Jian Qing's gaze, and explained quickly.

It would be better if he didn't explain. His explanation seemed to be trying to conceal the truth. Quan Mingxuan held his forehead and looked at Han Yue with helpless eyes.

This idiot...

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows lightly and said, "Explain to me what you are doing. Does this matter have anything to do with me?"

Hearing this, Quan Jingwu's handsome face darkened, and from far away, both Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue could feel the cold air coming from him.

Han Yue laughed bitterly, "This, this..."

If I don't explain, will the gentleman next to me spare him?

Can you and your husband solve the matter at home by yourself without harming innocent people?

Mr. Han, who has always been eloquent, actually stuttered. Quan Mingxuan held back his laughter and watched the show quietly.

Han Yue couldn't figure out Jian Qing's thoughts, so he quickly asked the woman beside him to leave, and secretly pulled Quan Mingxuan to signal him to make a sound.

It was rare to see Quan Jingwu's good show, so how could he let go of this opportunity? Quan Mingxuan ignored Han Yue's hint and stood aside as if nothing happened.

Han Yue was furious.

Damn, this is heartless.

"Jane, drink - let's take a drink." Thea's muttering voice broke the strange atmosphere.

Jian Qing helped her moving body, turned around and left directly. From the beginning to the end, there was a gentle smile on her face, making it impossible for people to understand her emotions.

As soon as she left, Han Yue breathed a sigh of relief. A cold glare came from the side, and his body suddenly tensed up.

Unfortunately, there is still a giant Buddha that has not been sent away.

He turned his neck stiffly and raised his head to meet those cool purple eyes. Han Yue felt like crying, "Jingwu, don't look at me like that. Isn't that okay if I'm wrong?"

Pretending to be pitiful and begging for mercy was something Han Yue had done a lot in front of Quan Jingwu, and it was something he could easily do in a matter of minutes.

How did he know that he had someone he liked? If he had told him earlier, he wouldn't have made this mistake tonight.

He is really more unjust than Dou E...

Quan Jingwu snorted coldly, turned around and chased after him.

"Hahaha." Quan Mingxuan couldn't help but laugh with schadenfreude.

Han Yue looked at him, rolling his eyes almost to the sky, "Quan Mingxuan, my friend is gone, you can get out."

"Why, this is not your territory alone." Quan Mingxuan spread his hands and said with a careless smile.

"You should worry about yourself. If Keigo doesn't coax people well, you should hurry up and stock up on sunscreen."

"Why? What does this have to do with sunscreen?" Han Yue obviously missed the point.

Quan Mingxuan patted his shoulder with a smile and grinned his white teeth, "Because Jingwu can't coax his wife, you should be thrown to the Sahara Desert to dry out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the veins on Han Yue's forehead popped out, and he raised his hand and punched his handsome face in direct greeting.

"Hahaha." Quan Mingxuan dodged away without haste, moved back, turned around and went back upstairs.

It would be better for him not to go home tonight, lest Keigo catch him and vent his anger on him, which would be a disaster for him.

Han Yue pulled down his hair irritably. Looking at the mess on the first floor, his heart, liver, lungs and spleen ached. He called the supervisor on the side and asked him to clear away all the guests. They would not be open tonight.

As for Zhao Cai and the others, they were directly thrown back to the Qing Gang.

When it comes to settling accounts, he won't steal Jingwu's opportunity to be courteous.

On the roadside, Jian Qing helped Thea, called a taxi, carefully helped her into the car, closed the door, walked around to the other side and got in the car.

"Wait." A big hand with sharp knuckles stopped the car door from closing. Jian Qing looked up and saw the man's stern face.

Jian Qing stopped closing the door and asked calmly, "Is something wrong?"

"Get out of the car first. I have something to tell you, okay?" He didn't like to see her look at him through a mask, and he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

The low voice was a little softer, a little cautious, and where he couldn't see, there was a smile in the depths of Jian Qing's eyes.

But his face was still distant, "Thea is drunk, I want to send her back."

"I'll see you off." Quan Jingwu said immediately.

Jian Qing said, "No need, I've already called a taxi."

Quan Jingwu was helpless and wanted to drag Han Yue over and give him a beating, "Get out of the car first and let's talk, or I'll waste time here with you."

His purple eyes looked at her steadily, and he felt like he would fight her to the death.

"Go back to Shijin Haoting." Jian Qing said nothing, opened his hand, closed the car door directly, and ordered the driver to drive.

She was not in the habit of letting passers-by watch her performances.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes lit up, he took the car keys and drove off.

…

Supporting Thea, a drunkard, Jian Qing had just opened the door when she heard the sound of a sports car drifting and rubbing on the ground behind her.

A familiar voice followed.

"Good boy!"

Jian Qing ignored the person chasing behind him, helped Thea into the living room, placed her on the sofa, and when she turned around, she bumped into the man's strong chest.

Not willing to let go of the prey that reached his mouth, he stretched out his strong arms and held the person directly in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, smelling the faint fragrance coming from her hair, and his heart seemed to be filled.

Jian Qing struggled to withdraw from his arms, "Let go."

"Don't let go." Quan Jingwu held her hand harder.

"Let go, otherwise there's no point in talking. You can go back." He was strong, so she didn't struggle in vain, and threatened him without saying a word.

After a few seconds of silence, Quan Jingwu reluctantly let go of her hand and said, "Good boy, you are not so good."

His wife threatens him at every turn, what should he do?

Jian Qing chuckled, "I think those Dihao women are pretty good, why don't you go find them?"

Could this mean that he was jealous?

"Are you angry?" Quan Jingwu laughed hoarsely.

Jian Qing tilted her head and said nothing.

"I really didn't do anything. If you don't believe me, just smell it."

As he spoke, Quan Jingwu bent down, and a handsome face suddenly came in front of her, and the two of them were almost nose to nose.

Jian Qing raised her hand and put it against his chest with a calm expression, "She is wearing rouge and is feminine."

"You must have smelled it wrong. Come closer and smell it carefully." Quan Jingwu stretched out his strong arms and pulled her into his arms. His warm breath sprayed on her neck, making her fingertips curl up unconsciously.

Jian Qing, "..."

What a good excuse to mop up the trouble.

Do you really think she is that easy to bully?

Qing Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a dangerous aura in the air. Jian Qing's white hand reached for his waist, found the right position, and twisted it.

Tsk tsk, Mr. Jing has pissed off Miss Jian, oh, how many lags are there?

Should it be smoothed or should it be smoothed?