Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan's pained expression and looked eagerly at An Chong, who stood there with his head lowered, as if he was going to stand by and watch.

Jian Luo knelt down, and Jian Qing understood with one look. He stretched out his hand to clasp Zhao Xuan's other hand, making it easier for Jian Qing to do it.

"Zhao Xuan, I think there is no need to keep this hand." Jian Qing played with the fruit knife and said in a cold voice.

"no, do not want……"

Zhao Xuan turned pale and looked at the blood-stained blade with horror.

"Jian Qing, no, you can't do that." An Yu was stopped by the bodyguards brought by Jian Qing. Looking at the blade that Jian Qing was playing with at her fingertips, An Yu turned pale with fear.

"Ho!"

Jian Qing's red lips curled up slightly and she sneered.

He raised and lowered the knife decisively and without batting an eye.

"ah--"

The veins on Zhao Xuan's forehead popped out, her eyes were cracked, and a large amount of cold sweat dripped down, wetting the hair on her forehead.

"Jian Qing!" An Yu roared, "You lunatic!"

Black Jack's blue eyes dimmed, and his casserole-sized fist greeted his face directly.

"boom--"

Caught off guard, An Yu was beaten and took a few steps back.

In an instant, a bruise appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Bai Jue curled his lips, stretched out two fingers to tug on his collar, and said with disgust, "Young man, it's best to shut up when it's time to shut up. You must know that we all have simple and rough tempers. I’m not happy, I’ll let you see what the 19th level of hell is in a minute.”

After saying that, he let go of his hand. The corner of An Yu's mouth was broken and bleeding, and the hand hanging by his side was clenched tightly.

On the other side, Zhao Xuan's nightmare has just begun.

Jian Qing lowered her eyes and looked at the fruit knife inserted in Zhao Xuan's hand. The corners of her lips were slightly hooked, but there was a coldness deep in her eyes.

She held the handle of the knife and twisted it around in Zhao Xuan's wound without pulling out the blade. The screams kept ringing out, and Zhao Xuan almost fainted from the pain.

"ah--"

"Zhao Xuan, can't you bear this little pain?" Jian Qing stopped, looked at her bleeding lip, and raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of her mouth.

When her mother was killed by her, compared to her mother's pain, her and Luoluo's pain, and her father's pain, Zhao Xuan's little pain was nothing.

Zhou Qin and others, who were standing on the side and watching, saw Zhao Xuan's bloody hands. An Rong and Yang Lin couldn't bear to look at them and turned their heads.

As for Anman, she was happy. In her mind, Zhao Xuan killed her Chenger, and she deserved to pay the price.

"Jian Qing, you devil, if I had known I should have dealt with you together." Zhao Xuan gasped and gritted his teeth.

Jian Qing sneered and pulled out the sharp blade.

"puff--"

Bright red blood spattered onto Jian Qing's body, and specks of blood splashed onto her face, making her cold face even more coquettish and cold.

Zhao Xuan fainted before she even had time to scream.

"Bai Jue!" Jian Luo glanced at her and shouted.

Bai Jue took out the syringe from the medicine box, walked slowly to them, leaned over and injected a needle directly into Zhao Xuan's arm.

"Done!"

He stepped aside with the syringe in hand, ready to go.

Within a few seconds, Zhao Xuan woke up, her eyes half-squinted, the cold sweat dripping from her forehead blurring her vision, but the cruel smile at the corner of Jian Qing's mouth made her shudder.

"Jian Qing, that's enough. I beg you, I beg you to let my mother go." At this moment, An Yu didn't care about her face, knelt down to Jian Qing and begged for mercy.

"As long as you are willing to let my mother go, I won't fight with you for Anjia's property. I won't fight with you anymore."

"Only you want those properties. Our Jian family doesn't have much else but money. To put it bluntly, if I throw money at it, I can kill all four of your family." Jian Luo smiled coldly. Arrogantly.

"Zhao Xuan, was it your fault that grandpa was poisoned?" Jian Qing grabbed her collar and shook her, asking in a cold voice.

Hearing this, An Zhonghui and others were shocked and quickly looked at Zhao Xuan.

"I... didn't." Zhao Xuan's eyes flashed slightly and she said harshly.

Jian Qing raised her eyes to look at An Yu who was kneeling on the ground, and said calmly, "Last chance, remember, what I want is the truth. If you dare to tell a lie, I will kill An Yu." Make a cut, if you don’t believe it, you can give it a try.”

Zhao Xuan, "How dare you."

"Bring An Yu to me." Jian Qing didn't have the patience to talk nonsense with her and asked the bodyguard to bring the person over directly.

"No, don't, I said." She had experienced the piercing pain firsthand, and she could no longer drag her words down.

"I did it. I gave the poison. I put the chronic poison in the old man's tonic. I wanted to use this poison to control him."

An Yu looked at her in astonishment, not only shocked but also disappointed.

She had clearly sworn to her before that it was none of her business, but now she admitted with her own lips that she had even lied to her, her biological daughter.

This time, even An Zhonghui and others were completely angry.

"Zhao Xuan, how could you do such a rebellious thing? Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" Zhou Qin pointed at her and said angrily.

Although she was dissatisfied with the old man's preference for Jian Qing and his younger brother, she had never thought of murdering the old man. This Zhao Xuan was simply audacious.