Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

With a "tearing" sound, the box was violently opened.

When she first saw what was inside, her eyes narrowed slightly.

An envelope?

The envelope is also plain white without any logo.

She dropped the box, picked up the envelope, and quickly opened it.

Its contents spilled out and fell onto the carpet.

It's a piece of letter paper and a photo.

She reached out to pick up the letter, opened it, and saw the powerful words. There was only one short line on the blank paper.

--Jian Qing, do you want to see your mother?

Jian Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold, she reached out to pick up the photo on the carpet, turned it over and looked at it, her breath suddenly suffocated.

What's going on?

The woman in the photo was sleeping peacefully, with a respirator on her face. Her pale face could not hide her beautiful face.

No matter how time goes by, Jian Qing will never forget this face, her mother, Jian Wei!

She squeezed the photo tightly, calmed down and looked at the photo carefully. There was no trace of synthesis at all. She was familiar with photography and computer technology and knew very well that this photo was not synthetic, but real.

what on earth is it?

My mother has passed away. Who took this photo?

She picked up the letter again and looked at the powerful words on it, her eyes becoming dark.

"Where's the person who brought the stuff?"

"He's gone. The person who delivered the courier just said that the courier is for you." The servant replied quickly.

Hearing this, Jian Qing frowned.

As she returned to the manor, the courier arrived.

Why does she feel like her whereabouts are being monitored?

Suddenly, the phone on the table vibrated.

She lowered her eyes and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

Before it rang twice, she picked it up and answered it.

"Jian Qing, have you received the gift I gave you?" The man's cold voice sounded faintly, and Jian Qing's eyes sharpened.

"who are you?"

"Looking at your reaction, you've received a gift from me." The man chuckled, and his cold laughter contained a hint of ill-intention.

"Let me guess, you definitely don't believe that photo now. Are you thinking about why you still have this photo when your mother has already passed away? Am I right?"

Jian Qing remained silent, staring at the photo in her hand.

"Jian Qing, do you want to see your mother again?" In response to Jian Qing's silence, the man on the other end of the phone was not in a hurry and threw out a bait.

"My mother passed away. If you want to negotiate terms with me, you should at least understand the situation of my family." Jian Qing said calmly.

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed wantonly. After a while, he stopped laughing and said, "Jian Qing, you don't need to test me or try to get something out of me. Do you really think your mother is dead?"

"Having said so much, what do you want to say? Do you want to tell me that you are the murderer of Zhao Xuan, or do you want to say that you are the mastermind behind the last attempt to kidnap me by sending men in black?" Jian Qing looked calm. The ground went around and tested with him.

The man sneered, "Jian Qing, I can tell you everything you want to know, including your mother's affairs. I will see you at Soul Burial Cliff in an hour."

The Soul Burial Cliff is one of the steepest and most dangerous cliffs in Country M. It buries human lives and steals human souls.

Listening to the man's commanding tone, Jian Qing sneered, "Why should I trust you?"

"Just because your mother is still alive, is this reason enough?"

Jian Qing stood up, tightened her fingers, and clutched the phone, "Who are you?"

"You'll know when you come here. Don't tell anyone else about this. Come here by yourself. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your mother's safety."

Finally, fearing that Jian Qing would not believe it, the man added, "I'm not afraid to tell you that the ashes you scattered in the sea were fake. If you want to see your mother, you'd better not play tricks on me. You must know that now I In the dark, you are in the light, and all your actions are under my surveillance."

Jian Qing's black eyes darkened, and evil energy poured out from her whole body.

Fake, the ashes are fake, how is this possible?

"Jian Qing, whether you come in an hour or not will determine whether you can see your mother. You should think about it yourself."

The man's voice rang again, and then he hung up the phone before Jian Qing could speak.

"Dudu..."

Jian Qing raised the photo in her hand, with a thoughtful look in her eyes. Zhao Xuan had something to say to her before she was killed. Could it be about her mother.

But this is somewhat unexplainable. After the car accident, my mother clearly lost her breath and her ashes were scattered into the sea. How could she still be alive?

It's just that the man didn't seem to be joking. It seemed like he knew a lot about the Jian family's affairs.

After thinking for a while, Jian Qing looked at the time, and a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

There was no time. It was quite a distance from here to Soul Burial Cliff. If she didn't hurry up, it would be too late. It was about her mother, and she had to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den.

Putting away the letter paper and photos, she picked up the car keys and walked out quickly.

"Boom boom boom -"

The deafening thunder sounded, making people tremble with fear.

The sports car drove out of the manor so fast that the guard at the door only had time to see an afterimage.

Along the way, Jian Qing directly increased the speed to the highest speed.

Soul Burial Cliff is surrounded by the sea on all sides, with steep mountain walls and low cliffs, but it is famous for its dangerous and steep terrain.

As soon as the car stopped at the foot of the mountain, the phone rang.

Looking at the unfamiliar numbers, Jian Qing got out of the car and pressed answer.

"I'll wait for you at the top of the cliff." The man's cold voice sounded again, "If you don't arrive in half an hour, I will have no choice but to break the appointment."

The other party seemed to be well aware of Jian Qing's expertise in electronic communication equipment, and specifically warned, "Don't come here with your cell phone on, and don't play any tricks."

Jian Qing raised her eyes and glanced around, her eyes darkening.

She opened the car door and threw her phone in.

Then, she took out a pair of black gloves, put them on, and walked up the winding path.

The cool breeze blew, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on Jian Qing's forehead.

She waved her hand and looked around with narrowed eyes. Unlike the overgrown weeds at the foot of the cliff, the top of the cliff was desolate and barren of grass.

"Aren't you planning to come out yet?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a faint sound of footsteps behind him, which was almost inaudible.

Jian Qing turned around, and a man in black stopped not far from her.

The black mask covered the man's face, and his dark eyes were full of violence and coldness, almost engulfing him.

Shen Hua looked at the face that was somewhat similar to Jian Wei's, and a strange dark color flashed across his eyes. If Weiwei had married him, he would have pampered her and his children like jewels, but... Jian Qing is her child with another man.

Sensing the man's murderous intention towards her, Jian Qing curled her lips.

"Ho!"

"Why, don't you dare to show your true face?"

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