Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

After entering the bedroom, he carried her into the bathroom.

Quan Jingwu hurriedly washed the two of them, then pulled a bath towel, wrapped her up, and walked out of the bathroom with her in his arms.

He took the remote control and turned on the heating in the room.

Then, he carried her to the bed, lifted the quilt, and put her into the bed.

Just as he was about to leave, a soft little hand held his.

He turned his head and met her eyes, her clear eyes showing her dependence on him.

"do not go."

After returning, she spoke for the first time.

Quan Jingwu leaned down and held her hand, and pinched her cheek with his free hand, "I'll get the clothes, right here."

Hearing this, she slowly let go of her hand.

He stood up, walked quickly to the closet, took their nightgowns and came back.

He put the nightgown on him casually, then sat on the edge of the bed, held her in his arms, and put the nightgown on her.

Jian Qing leaned against him and let him dress her and wipe her hair.

Jian Qing pressed her cheek against his chest without saying a word.

"My dear, tell me what happened, okay?" He stroked her long hair and said softly.

Jian Qing's curled eyelashes trembled slightly as she crawled into his arms.

After a long time, her murmuring voice sounded from his arms.

"Anzhe, he is my and Luoluo's father."

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes suddenly darkened, and his cold eyebrows were furrowed.

An Zhe.

An Chong's eldest brother?

Therefore, his sweet baby became like this because of this incident.

"Xiao Jing, I'm so sleepy." She closed her eyes to hide the complicated emotions in her eyes.

He hugged her tightly with his iron arms, "If you're sleepy, take a good sleep. I'll stay with you."

She nodded almost invisible.

Sensing that the person in his arms was breathing softly and steadily, Quan Jingwu raised his hand and caressed her face, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"My dear, they made you sad, I will definitely get it back for you."

He held her in one hand, took the phone with the other, edited a message and sent it.

Outside the window, the sky was gloomy and the rain was still falling.

The truth is revealed, but it is so cruel.

When An Zhonghui and An Yu came back, they noticed something was wrong with the atmosphere at home.

An Yu pulled An Yu aside and told him what happened in the afternoon.

After hearing this, An Yu was also shocked.

He looked at the ugly faces of An Rong and others in the living room and lowered his voice, "Are you serious?"

Therefore, Jian Qing's sister and brother are not half-mothers with them.

An Yu nodded, "Grandpa personally admitted it."

"Where are dad and mom?" he asked.

He has not seen his parents since he came back.

"Dad went out. Mom entered the room and never came out." An Yu said.

Hearing this, An Yu's heart sank slightly and he looked upstairs.

In the bedroom, Zhao Xuan sat in front of the dressing table.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled to herself.

Jian Qing and her brother were not An Chong's children, so why did she bother to do so in the first place?

Oh, going around in circles can only be regarded as what Yun Xi, that bitch, deserves.

If she hadn't wanted to be the third party between her and An Chong, she wouldn't have targeted her.

It's all her fault, it's none of her business.

Yes, that's it, she was not wrong, it was Yun Xi who was wrong.

She had made too many enemies herself, and she just took advantage of the situation and helped that person. It can only be said that it was Yun Xi's destiny to be like this.

Thinking of this, a crazy smile flashed deep in Zhao Xuan's eyes.

"Knock knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Zhao Xuan suppressed the smile on her face and returned to her usual calm.

"Come in."

Brother An Yu and his sister opened the door and came in. They were surprised when they saw her sitting in front of the dressing table.

It's a bit abnormal to be so calm.

"Mom, are you okay?"

An Yu walked over and held her hand affectionately.

Zhao Xuan patted the top of her hair and said in a gentle tone, "What can happen to mom? Don't think about it."

An Yu smiled coquettishly, "Brother and I were worried about you, so we came in to take a look."

An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan with inquiring eyes, and saw that she was calm and unaffected, and felt puzzled in his heart.

"You two, don't think blindly. Mom is fine." Zhao Xuan said.

"Mom, dad..." An Yu hesitated, afraid of irritating her.

Zhao Xuan glanced at her and knew what she wanted to say, so he interrupted her, "Your dad is in a bad mood. He will be away for a few days. Don't worry, he will be back in a few days."

After hearing what she said, An Yu and An Yu stopped asking any more questions.

"Mom, you said Jian Qing is uncle's daughter. Will uncle admit her?" An Yu changed the subject and asked.

This is what she is most worried about now. Her great-grandfather already favors Jian Qing. If her uncle indulges her, then she will have to be outshined by that bitch Jian Qing for the rest of her life.

She was unwilling to think about it.

Zhao Xuan smiled coldly and said, "Yu'er, don't provoke Jian Qing these days. Regardless of whether your uncle admits her as his daughter or not, they are both father and daughter. Your uncle has always been the most protective."

This is completely different from A Chong.

It can be seen from the fact that Jian Qing just came to the old house this morning. An Zhe is very special to Jian Qing. Now that he knows that Jian Qing is his daughter, according to his temperament, he will only protect Jian Qing even more. Now they and Jian Qing There is absolutely no benefit in going head-to-head.

Smart people must learn to wait for opportunities, rather than trying to hit an egg against a rock.

"I know." An Yu lowered her head and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, go downstairs. You have to go to your grandma to comfort her." Zhao Xuan said.

An Yu and An Yu followed her downstairs.

…

The fourth floor was still deserted.

Ning Feng and Xing Sen stood at the door, looking hesitant.

"Tell me, should we go in and have a look, in case the Lord goes to him..."

Xing Sen scratched his hair, and before he finished speaking, Ning Feng received a shudder.

"What are you thinking about? Does Your Majesty seem to be someone who can't think about things?"