Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

After leaving the coffee shop, Song Xirou went back to the company and sat in the office, but the image of Jian Qing's pregnant belly kept appearing in her mind.

"Ahhh!"

She couldn't suppress her anger, and with a wave of her hand, all the things on the desk were swept to the floor. The files were scattered and the floor was in a mess.

Jian Qing, why don’t you die? Why don’t you die?

After a long time, she gradually calmed down, took the car keys and bag, got up and left.

"General Manager, you..."

"I'm going to meet a client. You go and clean up the things in the office." Song Xirou didn't wait for the assistant to finish her words, interrupted her and ordered.

"Yes." The assistant touched his head, confused.

Arriving at the underground garage, Song Xirou opened the car door absentmindedly, and just as she was about to get in, she saw someone sitting in the passenger seat.

"You, who are you?"

She took a step back and looked warily at the person sitting in her car.

"This is my car, how did you get in?"

The man in a black cloak had a mask on his face, and only his cold eyes could be seen, "Miss Song, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Who are you? Get out of here or I'll call someone." Song Xirou looked around and saw the man who appeared inexplicably in her car, sensing danger.

"Someone who can help you get rid of Jian Qing." The man said in a cold voice.

Hearing this, Song Xirou was horrified, and her palms were sweating unconsciously, "What do you mean, I don't know you, what is your purpose?"

No matter how much she wanted to get rid of Jian Qing, she was not stupid. There was no such thing as a free lunch. The person in front of her clearly came here with a purpose.

"As long as Miss Song understands that if you want to get rid of Jian Qing, you only have this one chance. If you miss it, there will be no second chance." The man said.

"Tell me your purpose first." Song Xirou said calmly.

The man looked steadily and said slowly, "To get rid of Jian Qing, I need an ally. Is this reason enough?"

"Have you had any issues with Jian Qing?" Song Xirou asked calmly.

"I've been holding grudges for a long time," he said.

"Why did you come to me?"

Her intuition told her that cooperating with the person in front of her was undoubtedly scheming against a tiger.

"Because we have the same purpose." The man said, "I think this is not a suitable place to talk."

Song Xirou hesitated with her feet planted on the spot.

Seemingly sensing Song Xirou's hesitation, the man continued, "You only have one chance. I believe Miss Song knows very well that you cannot defeat Jian Qing with your own strength. Only by cooperating with me can you get Quan Jingwu. "

"If Miss Song is willing to watch Jian Qing give birth to a child and their family live happily together, then I won't bother you."

After saying that, the man remained silent and waited for her answer.

Song Xirou looked the man up and down, as if considering the authenticity of his words.

After a long while, she took a deep breath and walked into the car.

"Close the car door."

The man's commanding tone made Song Xirou feel unhappy, but she didn't dare to say anything due to his cold aura, so she reached out and closed the car door.

"boom--"

"Tell me, what do you want to talk about?" Song Xirou looked at him, trying to steady her mind and asked.

The man said in a hoarse voice, "I have already thought of a way to get rid of Jian Qing, but I need a little help from Miss Song."

"What are you busy with?" Song Xirou asked tentatively.

"Miss Song will know by then. Now, could you please give me an accurate answer? In one sentence, cooperation or non-cooperation?" As he spoke, the man turned his head and looked at Song Xirou with cold eyes that made a chill run down Song Xirou's spine.

Song Xirou, "How sure are you?"

"One hundred percent."

"Jian Qing has the power to support me, are you sure you can steal someone from him?" Song Xirou was still a little worried.

She only had one chance to provoke Jian Qing. If she failed, not only she, but also the entire Song family would be in trouble.

"You don't have to worry about this. I won't have such worries if I dare to take action." The man's voice was calm and honest, and his words did not reveal any fear of Quan Jingwu.

Song Xirou's eyes turned cold and she asked, "When will we do it?"

"These two days." He said.

"Are you really sure you can take down Jian Qing in one go?" Song Xirou asked again.

"Um."

Song Xirou became more active, and finally nodded, "Okay, I promise to cooperate with you."

"Then it's settled. I'll let you know when I ask for Miss Song's help." The man said neither happy nor angry.

Song Xirou stared at his face closely, looking at the fang mask, still a little frightened in her heart, "Can I ask, what is the problem between you and Jian Qing?"

Song Xirou stared at his face closely, looking at the fang mask, still a little frightened in her heart, "Can I ask, what is the dispute between you and Jian Qing?"

"Personal grudge." The man kept silent.

"I'm leaving first. I'll find you if anything happens."

After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car.

Song Xirou got out of the car and in the blink of an eye, the man's figure had disappeared into the garage.

Her pupils shrank slightly and her heart tightened.

Who is he?

She sat in the car in a daze, clutching the steering wheel with both hands and looking at the place next to her. The man's cold voice still echoed in her ears.

Can he really get rid of Jian Qing?