Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Zhou Qin, have you made enough trouble? With so many things happening, don't you know how to reflect on it?" An Zhonghui looked at her with disappointment and said in a deep voice.

Zhou Qin smiled sarcastically, walked quickly to him, reached out and snatched the toy car from his hand, "Why do you dare to bring it back and hide it, your child's toy car? Hehe, you have also been won over by Jian Qing and the others, haven't you? ?”

An Zhonghui grimaced, "Zhou Qin, no matter what you say or think, Jian Qing and Jian Luo, I have decided that I have never fulfilled my responsibility as a grandfather in so many years, and I don't want to wait until I can't walk anymore." At that time, a person died alone. Look at how this home still looks like a home. It’s so lifeless that even Dad and Azhe don’t want to live here anymore.”

"An Zhonghui, you and I have been married for so many years. In the end, would you rather choose Jian Qing and the others than abandon me?" Zhou Qin, who had always been afraid of An Zhonghui, was completely carried away at this moment. roared.

"Whatever you think." An Zhonghui took back the toy car in her hand and said with a livid face, "I also want Jian Qing and the others to call me grandpa, and I also want her children to call me grandpa, let alone Therefore, the father-son relationship between Azhe and me was lost.”

After saying that, he passed her and strode upstairs, ignoring Zhou Qin's insistent quarrel.

"An Zhonghui, you have gone too far. How could you do this to me?"

"Mom, don't get excited, or your blood pressure will rise again." An Rong gently stroked her back to calm her down.

"Ah Rong, you are the only one I have left, and your father doesn't want me anymore." Zhou Qin hugged her and cried bitterly, "How could he treat me like this? It's all Jian Qing's fault."

"Mom, don't be like this. Dad is just angry. Don't get angry with him." An Rong looked upstairs and frowned.

Zhou Qin leaned on her and cried bitterly, scolding Jian Qing incessantly.

The finally quiet old house was suddenly disturbed again. The servants who passed by looked at their noses, noses, and minds, and their presence shrank and drifted away.

…

After more than a week passed without incident, the thing that Jian Qing and others were most worried about finally happened. Early in the morning, Mrs. An suddenly passed out, scaring Mo Xiao and his party to the point where their faces turned pale.

In the empty corridor, Jian Luo and his party stood at the door. The rest of the An family also came to the Shijin Palace. They seemed to feel the heavy atmosphere. The two babies were nestled obediently in the arms of Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, holding bottles and sucking. .

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened and Bai Jue came out.

"Bai Jue, how are you?" Jian Luo stood at the front and asked hurriedly.

Bai Jue's face was unusually solemn, "You go in and stay with him."

"Bai Jue, is there really nothing we can do?" Jian Qing's eyes paused slightly and she asked in a very soft voice.

Bai Jue shook his head, "Go in, the old man doesn't have much time."

After saying that, Jian Luo and Mo Xiao rushed in first, followed closely by the rest of the An family.

"My dear, come in." Quan Jingwu held Qi Qi with one hand and held her hand with the other to give her strength.

Jian Qing looked up at him and nodded.

"Grandpa, you promised to see Seventeen and Nineteen grow up, and I will take you to our manor in Country M. You can't break your promise." Jian Luo knelt beside the bed and held Old Mrs. An's hand tightly. Hands, voice choked.

"Seventeen and Nineteen came early this morning. Aren't you going to play with them?"

Mr. An's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and he was almost exhausted when he spoke. He was slightly out of breath when he spoke.

"Luo'er, I'm sorry. Grandpa will break his promise after all. Don't be sad. I have no other regrets in this life."

"Grandpa!" Mo Xiao knelt beside Jian Luo with a sad expression.

"Azhe, for my sake, don't abandon the An family, forgive your father and the others, and don't let the An family fend for itself." Mr. An grabbed his hand and warned in a hoarse voice, "Also, after I leave, help I will settle down Ah Qiu and find a place for him to take care of himself in his old age.”

On the side, the corners of An Zhonghui's eyes gradually became moist, and he held Old Mrs. An's hand tightly. Qiu Bo lowered his head and reached out to wipe away his tears.

Mo Xiao said hoarsely, "Okay, I promise you."

Mrs. An smiled happily, looked around eagerly, and kept shouting, "Qing girl, Qing girl..."

"Grandpa, I'm here." Jian Qing came over with Nineteen in her arms. Jian Luo and Mo Xiao stood up and made room for her.

"Look, I brought Seventeen and Nineteen here, and Nineteen is waiting for you to buy him a lollipop." She put Nineteen on the bed, then hugged Seventeen, letting the two babies Lean next to him.

"hehe!"

Mrs. An smiled and reached out to hold the two Xiaobao's hands.

"Seventeen, nineteen, I'm afraid I won't hear you call me great-grandfather anymore. You must grow up healthy and healthy."

"Yeah...ah..." Qi Qi grabbed Mrs. An's finger and wanted him to get up and play with them.

"Girl Qing, I am satisfied to see you get married and have children, and to hear you call me grandpa. Quan Jingwu takes care of you, and I feel relieved. If he dares to bully you in the future, you can tell Azhe , let Azhe take care of him."

"Grandpa, I know, don't you want to hear Seventeen and Nineteen call you great-grandfather? They will talk to you soon. Can you just wait a little longer and don't leave us." Jian Qing's eyes were red and she held her hand. His outstretched hand.

"Ahem, I also want to hear them call me great-grandfather, but God doesn't follow their wishes. If you don't cry, my little Nuo is the strongest." Old Mrs. An coughed a few times, and his voice became even weaker.

He retracted his hand, reached under the pillow, and took out a box of chocolates. Jian Qing's eyes suddenly filled with mist as she looked at the familiar packaging.

"This is the last time my great-grandpa will buy chocolates for Xiao Nuo, take it."

Jian Qing took the chocolate and held on to his hand, her nose slightly red, "Grandpa, don't go, don't."

"Silly boy, what's the point of crying? Grandpa's Xiao Nuo is the prettiest when he smiles." Old Mrs. An touched her head and raised his eyes to look at Jian Luo, "Luo'er, if you want to be happy, your great-grandfather will be in heaven. Look at you happy.”

Jian Luo held back tears and nodded heavily.

After explaining everything, Mr. An suddenly felt very tired. He looked at Seventeen and Nineteen with great reluctance, "Seventeen, Nineteen, be good..."

His eyelids closed uncontrollably, the hand holding the two little treasures gradually slipped away, his breathing gradually disappeared, and he was completely breathless.

"Grandpa!"

"dad!"

"grandfather!"

Everyone shouted in grief, Mo Xiao knelt beside the bed, a drop of crystal slipped from the corner of his eye.

Jian Qing squeezed his hand and grabbed the box of chocolates.

Great Grandpa, have a good trip!

Quan Jingwu knelt down, put his arms around her, and whispered in her ear, "Baby, you still have me!"