Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Qiu Bo stood at the top of the stairs, heard footsteps, and quickly looked at Mrs. An.

"master."

Mr. An received the look he sent and took Shiqi back from An Zhonghui's arms, "Okay, it'll be fine after just a hug."

"Hey, dad, I haven't hugged you enough yet..." An Zhonghui looked anxious, looking at the pink and well-behaved Qi Qi, he couldn't bear to leave.

"Grandpa!"

A cold voice sounded, and An Zhonghui choked on what he had not finished speaking.

He retracted his hand calmly, with a bit of embarrassment in his eyes.

"Dad, where's Xiaojing?" Jian Qing glanced at An Zhonghui briefly, then looked back at Nineteen, who was holding her trousers.

"He was in the kitchen making food for Nineteen and the others," Mo Xiao said.

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows, leaned over to pick up Nineteen, and walked toward the kitchen, "Nineteen, let's go see what delicious food Daddy can cook for you."

"You have also seen that Qing Yatou is not as disgusted with you as before. You have to show some sincerity. Of course, if you don't want Qing Yatou and Luo'er to recognize you as their grandfather, then that's up to you." Mr. An lowered his head and teased Qi Qi with a hoarse voice.

"Dad, aren't you trying to be mean to me?" An Zhonghui muttered.

How could he not want Jian Qing and his brother to recognize him as his grandfather? Azhe was his most beloved child, and how could he not like his children? But everything that happened back then was a gap that was difficult to cross between them, even if he had the intention To resolve and make peace, Jian Qing and his brother were willing to give him this opportunity.

"Go back and tell Zhou Qin to ask her not to look coldly at Qing Yatou and the others. If she doesn't want to see Qing Yatou and the others, then tell her to stop getting in front of them." Old Mrs. An raised his head, his cloudy eyes brightened. Dark flash.

An Zhonghui understood what he meant. He was simply afraid that Zhou Qin and the others would really piss off Jian Qing and no one would be able to protect them.

"Dad, I understand."

"Okay, you should go back early."

An Zhonghui stood up, and Shi Qi raised his eyes to look at him, grinning with his jelly-like mouth, revealing his little rice-white baby teeth.

Then, he grabbed the toy car with his small hands and handed it to An Zhonghui, which stunned him.

Old Mrs. An chuckled, and then when he looked at An Zhonghui, he shouted angrily, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Just take it."

"Oh." An Zhonghui hurriedly took the toy car, with a silly smile on his face.

"Seventeen, we'll see you next time." He tried his best to soften his voice, trying to leave a good impression on Seventeen.

Seventeen waved his little hands and smiled brightly.

Outside the door, the family's driver is waiting.

An Zhonghui looked at the toy car in his hand and couldn't help but laugh heartily.

He seemed to understand somewhat why his father liked those two little guys so much, and also somewhat understood why he was so partial to Jian Qing and his sister.

Because there are no calculations or quarrels here, only the warmth and laughter that makes people miss you.

Perhaps, this is what a home should look like!

He got into the car, closed the door, and said, "Let's drive!"

"yes."

The driver started the car and drove out of Shijin Haoting.

…

The midday sun was so hot that it made people breathless.

"Xiaoqing, what's wrong with Sister Mingyan? She didn't even eat lunch." Xiaoling trimmed the bouquet, glanced at the sofa from the corner of her eye, and whispered.

Xiaoqing shook her head, "I don't know, but something must have happened, otherwise why would we wait until just now to open the store today."

Xiaoling sighed softly, turned around with the trimmed bouquet, and her eyes suddenly stopped on a back outside the door. She reached out and bumped into Xiaoqing, "Hey, look at that person, it's so strange. He's all here with us." I've been hanging around the door for almost an hour."

"Who is it?" Xiaoqing followed her line of sight. Under the scorching sunshine, the man bent down and lowered his head, as if he was looking for something. He was still wearing his hat and mask. From the outside, the first reaction was that he was a ghost. Sneaky, with bad intentions.

"Is it a thief who is here to investigate the situation so that he can commit crimes?"

Xiaoling frowned and recognized the man's clothing with a pair of piercing eyes. "I don't think so. Have you ever seen a thief wearing March brand clothes? Even the hat on his head was wearing March brand clothes." symbols of."

"Maybe it's a high imitation." Xiao Qing said.

Xiaoling laughed, "Have you ever seen anyone dare to imitate the clothes of March Flag?"

Xiaoqing scratched her head, still a little puzzled, "That's true, but he is really suspicious. He has been wandering in front of our store for an hour under such a strong sun, wearing a mask and hat, and he is not afraid. Heat stroke."

"It's okay, I'll talk to Sister Mingyan." Xiaoling put down the bouquet and walked towards Zhan Mingyan.

With the light behind her, Zhan Mingyan sat cross-legged on the sofa, looking at the necklace in her hand, a little distracted. The man's deep smoking voice was still vaguely lingering in her ears.

"If you don't marry me, I will be single forever."

"Whenever you are willing to forgive me, this ring will be waiting for you at any time."

"Sister Mingyan, sister Mingyan!"

Zhan Mingyan came back to her senses and looked at Xiaoling, "What's wrong?"

"Sister Mingyan, I just called you many times, but you didn't respond. Did something happen?" Xiaoling looked at her worriedly and asked.

Zhan Mingyan pulled her lips and smiled, "It's okay."

Xiaoling remembered the business and said, "By the way, Sister Mingyan, there is a person who has been walking around in front of our store for almost an hour. He is also wearing a mask and a hat. It's so strange."

Zhan Mingyan was surprised, "Where is it? I'll go take a look."

"Right at the door."

Putting on her shoes, Zhan Mingyan walked towards the door.

After opening the door and exiting the air-conditioned room, a wave of heat hit me.

Zhan Mingyan squinted her eyes and looked at the man squatting under the shade of a tree not far away.

Why does that back look familiar?

She frowned lightly and walked over lightly.

Under the shade of the tree, Jian Luo was so tired that he was sweating profusely. He kept turning over the fallen leaves with his hands, "Where did you throw the necklace? You idiot."

It felt like he was about to have a heat stroke.

"Who are you?"

The crisp voice sounded a little vigilant.

Jian Luo recognized the voice of the person coming behind him, and slightly curled his thin lips under the mask.

He clapped his hands, stood up, and then turned around, "Ming Yan, it's me."

"Jian Luo?"

Zhan Mingyan looked at the fully armed man in front of her with surprise.

Jian Luo raised his hand to take off the hat and mask, curled his lips and said, "It's me."

"Why are you here?" Zhan Mingyan looked at his forehead covered with sweat, and his exposed arm was slightly red from the sun.

"I heard from the clerk that someone has been hanging around in front of our store for an hour. It turned out to be you. What are you doing here?"

Jian Luo, "I heard from Bai Jue that he threw away the necklace. I'll help him find it."