Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

He reminded in a deep voice, "Xirou, whether the Song Group can survive this or not depends on you. If you don't repent, the Song Group will be ruined in your hands. By then, the Song Group will be gone." With the group as your backer, you are no longer the glamorous eldest daughter of the Song family in the capital."

Song Xirou's face was expressionless, and she didn't know if she heard it.

She grabbed her coat and limped out.

Song Yi pulled off his tie and fell down on the sofa, his face very gloomy.

"Ayi, is the company's situation really that bad?" Zhang Tong asked cautiously.

Song Yi glanced at her and said angrily, "Do you really think Quan Jingwu is so easy to mess with? Jian Qing is now the wife of the president of JK International. If you slander her, you are just pointing the finger at Quan Jingwu. , if he gets aggressive, the entire Song Group won't be able to tolerate him for two days. "

Zhang Tong was speechless by what he said. Quan Jingwu was ruthless in his methods, which the capital was famous for.

"What should we do now?"

Song Yi snorted coldly, "This matter was caused by Xirou. She can only solve it by herself. If she wants Quan Jingwu to show mercy, she can only ask Jian Qing."

Zhang Tong was silent.

To beg Jian Qing, that is simply a fantasy for Rou'er.

The cold wind howled, and the black car stopped at the entrance of Shijin Palace.

The next second, two figures came out of the car.

"Miss, if you don't wait in the car, I will guard it for you outside the car." The driver said aloud.

"No need." Song Xirou refused coldly.

Time passed quietly, and the cold wind at night became more and more chilly.

Song Xirou's nose was red from the cold, and her teeth couldn't help but chatter.

She raised her hand and rubbed her arms, the dazzling car lights dazzling her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the jet black sports car, with a dark flash in her eyes.

In the car, Jian Qing looked at the person blocking the car, with a playful curve on her lips.

We met again so soon.

Quan Jingwu's purple eyes suddenly turned cold, and the speed of the car did not slow down, as if he did not see Song Xirou.

"Xiao Jing, wait!"

Putting her plain fingertips on his arm, Jane said quietly.

"Stop for a moment."

Quan Jingwu has always only agreed to her requests.

Song Xirou's eyes lit up when she saw the car door open. The next second she saw the person getting out of the car, the light in her eyes dimmed instantly.

Jian Qing closed the car door and walked slowly to Song Xirou.

She looked her over, then her eyes fell on her bandaged leg, and she raised the corners of her lips, "Song Xirou, have you forgotten what I told you in the hospital today?"

She said that it would be best to take a detour when seeing her in the future, lest she be in a bad mood and possibly beat her up.

Song Xirou's expression changed slightly. She thought of the purpose of coming here and suppressed her anger. "Jian Qing, it's my fault for slandering you. Please be noble and let the Song Group go."

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows, and a flash of understanding flashed in her eyes.

He went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, no wonder he waited outside the Shijin Palace in the cold weather.

It seems that Shen Hao and others have already taken action against the Song Group.

She said innocently, "What do you mean? I have not attacked the Song Group."

Song Xirou resisted the urge to tear the beautiful face in front of her into pieces. She said in a humble manner, "Jian Qing, please intercede with Jing Wu and ask him not to let our Song Group go."

"Jingwu?" Jian Qing's eyes were condensed, "My husband and you don't seem to know each other well enough to call each other by name. I think it's better for you to call him President Quan."

The word "husband" was like a sharp knife piercing Song Xirou's heart. Her eyelids drooped lightly to hide the treacherous feeling deep in her eyes.

She suppressed the unwillingness in her heart, took a deep breath and said, "Please help me plead with President Quan. I really know that I was wrong. I shouldn't be obsessed with slandering you for a moment. Please be generous and let our family go." horse."

Keep the green hills and don’t worry about burning without wood.

Her father was right about one thing. Without the Song family as a backstage, Song Xirou would become a complete joke in the capital, and she would never allow this to happen.

"Ah!"

Jian Qing sneered lightly, and her cold eyes turned into sharp knives and shot straight at her, "Why should I plead for you? You framed me, my husband vented his anger on me, and it's too late for me to be happy. Why do I need you to plead for mercy? Do you think you are treating me like this?" As stupid as you?"

"You..." Song Xirou's chest heaved with anger, and she almost couldn't catch her breath.

"Then what are you going to do to let our Song family go?"

Jian Qing's eyes were like a deep pool with no end in sight. She said quietly, "Why don't you kneel down and apologize to me? Maybe I can think about it."

"Jian Qing, don't go too far!" Song Xirou blushed and almost lost control.

"Don't want to?" Jian Qing raised her lips, "Then forget it, I don't like forcing others."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the sports car.

Song Xirou looked at her back, what Song Yi said echoed in her mind.

For a long time, a flash of determination flashed in her eyes.

"etc!"

Jian Qing paused in pulling the car door and looked back at her.

"I kneel!"

She almost squeezed out these two words through her teeth.

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at her indifferently.

Song Xirou felt cruel in her heart and knelt down on the snow-covered ground with a "thump".

The cold touch spread across her knees, but it couldn't extinguish the anger in her heart.

"Is this okay?"

Sooner or later, she will pay back all the humiliation she suffered today.

Jian Qing pulled her lips and smiled, "I just said I would consider it, but I didn't agree to it."

"Are you kidding me?" Song Xirou's face turned livid.

"So what if I'm kidding you?" Jian Qing looked at her coldly, "Do you really think that you can erase the fact that you framed me so easily?"

Before she finished speaking, she got into the car and closed the door.

Quan Jingwu raised his hand and pinched her soft cheek, "Why go down and pay attention to her when it's so cold."

"Force her again." Jian Qing arched her eyebrows and said with a sly smile.

The Song Group was severely damaged. Song Xirou came to beg her but there was nothing she could do. In the end, the most likely thing was to use the promise given by Mrs. Quan.

As long as she used that promise, Mrs. Quan would no longer have to face difficulties, and she would be able to deal with her without any scruples.

"Idiot!" Quan Jingwu rubbed her hands and said in a doting tone.

"Go home quickly, Xueqiu may be starving to death." Jian Qing urged.

Quan Jingwu hummed and stepped on the accelerator. Under the darkness of the night, the cool sports car sped away and disappeared into the Shijin Palace.

"Miss, the snow is cold, please get up quickly." The driver reached out to support her, Song Xirou's cold eyes were fixed on the limited edition sports car.

Sadness, unwillingness, and anger intertwined repeatedly in her heart, swallowing up her reason.