Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

After returning to the room, he placed her on his bed, turned on the air conditioner, and covered her with a quilt. Quan Jingwu moved carefully for fear of waking her up.

"Xiao Jing!"

The woman's eyes were closed tightly, and her murmuring voice fell into his ears, and he heard it clearly.

His long fingertips lightly scratched the tip of her nose, and he smiled fondly.

Jian Qing's phone suddenly vibrated. Quan Jingwu reached out and took it. There was no note. It was an unfamiliar number.

Holding the phone in hand, Quan Jingwu walked to the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window and answered the phone, without any intention of speaking first.

After a while, the person on the other end of the phone finally lost his composure and spoke with a gentle voice, "Miss Jian, this is Chu Yihen."

In an instant, the temperature on the balcony dropped, and the scorching sun and fire could not melt the frost in his eyes.

Chu Yihen?

When did his sweet baby meet Chu Yihen?

On the other side of the phone, Chu Yihen spoke again, "Miss Jian, Ruohan was not polite last time in the mall. I don't know when you will be free. I will return your money to you."

In an instant, Quan Jingwu's handsome face sank, and his voice was extremely cold, "Chu Yihen, when did you start working as a store clerk?"

Chu Yihen leaned on the office chair, his warm eyes suddenly turned cold, "Quan Jingwu!"

Damn it, why is he holding Jian Qing's cell phone? Are they two together now?

"Chu Yihen, there are some people you should not covet, and you cannot afford to covet them." Quan Jingwu said lightly.

"Ha!" Chu Yihen smiled instead of being angry, with a flash of ridicule in his eyes, "Really? It seems that the rumors from the outside are true. Master Jing does have someone he likes. This makes me more and more curious."

The more he cares about, the more he wants to take it away. One day, he will prove to everyone that Chu Yihen will never lose to Quan Jingwu, no matter in any aspect.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes looked into the distance, and the warm golden sun cast a faint shadow under his eyelids, "Chu Yihen, it's not anyone else's turn to think wrong about my woman, so don't overestimate your capabilities."

Chu Yihen sneered and said, "Oh, it's not certain who the woman is. After all, people are fickle."

Quan Jingwu's thin lips curled up into a smile with unknown meaning. He hung up the phone, turned on the shooting function of his phone, took a random photo of the scenery of the Quan family's old house, and then clicked send.

Seeing the successful transmission displayed on the screen, Quan Jingwu directly deleted Chu Yihen's mobile phone number and turned back to the room.

He was no longer in the mood to go to work and process documents. He put down his phone and sat on the edge of the bed looking at her sleeping face.

The big hand held her little hand outside the quilt. The fingers were slender, and the nails were rounded and neatly trimmed, shining with a pink luster. They were soft in the hand, as if they would break if applied force.

The only person who can hold this hand is him. If anyone else dares to covet it, he will not be merciful.

On the other side, the phone was hung up, and Chu Yihen had no intention of calling again. Not long after, he heard the phone ding.

Clicking on the screen, a photo popped up, showing a courtyard garden and a guard not far away.

With just one glance, he recognized this place as the Quan family's old residence.

He had been to that place once or twice on Mr. Quan's birthday, not to mention that not all places could be equipped with those special guards.

So, what does Quan Jingwu want to tell him?

Did he take Jian Qing back to meet his parents?

Or maybe he was afraid that he would steal someone from him, so he sent this photo to show off to him?

However, no matter what it is, he doesn't care, people, he and he are determined.

In Chu Yihen's heart, there is no such thing as first come first served in love. Even if you get married, won't there be divorce?

It seems that Quan Jingwu cares about Jian Qing more than he thought. Things get more interesting now, don't they?

…

In the evening, when Jane woke up, she heard light rain falling outside the window, like cow hair, invisible and intangible.

With soft lights on in the room, I sat up from the bed and scanned around but didn't find that familiar figure.

"Xiao Jing!"

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walking barefoot on the ground. The cold marble floor made her wake up instantly.

The ajar door opened, and Quan Jingwu walked in with a glass of milk. His eyes fell on her bare feet and he frowned.

"Go back to bed, you'll catch a cold later."

After turning on the air conditioner all afternoon, a chill spreads everywhere in the room, making it easy to catch a cold.

"Oh." Jian Qing nodded obediently and got back into bed.

"Xiao Jing, why didn't you wake me up?"

It was my first time to be a guest at someone else's house, and I felt so embarrassed that I slept until now.

"Drink a glass of milk." Quan Jingwu handed her the milk and said warmly, "Don't worry, grandma and the others will understand."

Jian Qing almost choked when she took a sip of milk, "..."

Why did she feel that his words sounded so weird!

Understand what?

He didn't mention Chu Yihen's call. After she finished drinking the milk, he helped her put on her shoes and they went downstairs together.

The weather outside was gloomy and drizzling, but the warm-colored lights in the house seemed particularly warm, and the aroma of food filled the air.

Jian Qing went downstairs and saw everyone chatting around the living room, and suddenly felt that this was the feeling of a home.

In the past, there were only her and Luoluo in the manor, plus grandpa. Although they were not alone, there was still an indescribable feeling.

"Xiao Qing'er woke up. Come and sit here quickly. Dinner will be served later." Rui Yi patted the empty seat next to him and called Jian Qing over.

As soon as Jian Qing sat down, Rui Yi brought her a small cake, "Auntie made this, you can try it."

Jian Qing looked at the delicate little cake in her hand and suddenly felt that she was quite useless in cooking. She couldn't help but sigh, "Auntie, it would be a waste if you didn't become a pastry chef."

"Pfft!" Rui Yi was amused by her and said with a smile, "Xiao Qing'er looks smart. If you want to learn, my aunt will teach you."

"Um, um..." Jian Qing's smile froze, "There's no need for this, kitchen and I don't get along."

Quan Jingwu glanced sideways at her, a smile flashing across his eyes.

Rui couldn't stop laughing, "Don't underestimate yourself, you are so smart, how could you not be able to learn it? Another day, my aunt will teach you well, and I will ensure that you will learn it as soon as you can."

Jian Qing was embarrassed. Why didn't anyone believe her when she told the truth?

In front of Xiaojing's mother, if she blew up the kitchen, the scene would be terrifying just thinking about it.