Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Before anyone could react, the knife was raised and the ghost-like screams echoed through the ward.

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of this hospital is good, and no one else lives on this floor. Otherwise, everyone in the hospital would have to be lured over.

Jian Qing was half-crouching, the blade in her hand still dripping with blood. Zhao Xuan was lying on the ground, gasping for air. Sweat blurred her vision, but she could still vaguely see the five severed fingers.

She cried silently, and her other intact hand clenched her fist and hit the ground. Her embarrassed look was completely different from her usual arrogance and domineering look.

"Oh, Zhao Xuan, can't you bear this?" Jian Qing took her other hand and moved the sharp blade to her fingers.

"Jian Qing, that's enough, please let my mother go, I beg you." An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan's bloody hands and begged.

Jian Qing raised her eyes and glanced at him, her voice suddenly turned cold, "If I let her go, who will give my mother her life back? Can you?"

If her mother had not died, her grandmother would not have fallen ill in bed because she missed her mother so much. She and Luoluo would not have lost their mother at such a young age. Her father would not have been so heartbroken that he vomited blood and could only spend the rest of his life in love. Spend time in loneliness and longing.

And all this was because of Zhao Xuan, how could she let her go?

An Yu choked and his eyes darkened.

"Zhao Xuan, I don't think you need to keep your other hand." Jian Qing said in a cold voice, with a hint of cruelty flashing across his dark eyes.

With a wave of his hand, blood splashed out.

"Wow--"

Looking around, ten fingers were scattered on the ground, which was shocking to see.

This time, Zhao Xuan couldn't even scream. The pain was so extreme that she curled up and trembled violently, wishing she could faint.

Quan Jingwu walked over, stretched out his hand to pull her up, took the blade from her hand and threw it on the ground, then pulled her into his arms with a little force.

"My dear, don't be angry. I'll do whatever you want." He didn't want her inner demons that she had finally solved to trap her again, and he would feel bad for her.

The cold fragrance of the man lingered in her nose, and the black mist in Jian Qing's eyes gradually dissipated. She withdrew from his embrace and raised her eyes to look at Bai Jue.

"Hang on for her life."

Bai Jue nodded knowingly, took out a pill from the medicine box and stuffed it directly into Zhao Xuan's mouth.

"Luoluo, prepare the plane and throw her to the barren mountain behind the headquarters." Jian Qing looked down at Zhao Xuan lying on the ground and said coldly.

Jian Luo hummed, took out his mobile phone and sent a message.

The barren mountain behind the Jian family headquarters was home to a group of wild wolves. It was a perfect place for Zhao Xuan to be thrown there.

"Jian Qing, it's enough if you chop off both of her hands, why not" After a long silence, An Zhonghui couldn't help but ask for mercy when he heard that Jian Qing was going to take Zhao Xuan away.

"Mr. An, let me remind you that because of the poisoning, my great-grandfather can't live for more than two weeks now. Do you still want to plead for this snake-hearted woman?" Jian Luo just put away the phone and heard An Zhonghui. Wanting to plead for Zhao Xuan, he said with a cold face.

"What, you can't survive two weeks?" An Zhonghui asked with a solemn face, "Are you serious?"

Jian Luo said sarcastically, "Can this kind of thing be joked about?"

An Yu thought to himself that it was not good, and looked at An Zhonghui, only to see him looking at Zhao Xuan with a gloomy look, without the slightest thought of interceding for her.

"Aqin, let's go in and see dad." An Zhonghui pulled Zhou Qin, who had just woken up, and walked into the inner room without looking back, not caring about Zhao Xuan's life or death.

"Grandpa!" An Yu shouted urgently, and the only response was the sound of the door slamming.

"boom--"

After hearing Jian Luo's words, An Chong's last trace of sympathy for Zhao Xuan was wiped away, and his decision that had been hesitant was finally firmed up.

"Zhao Xuan, from now on our relationship as husband and wife will be severed."

Before Zhao Xuan could catch her breath, after hearing his cruel words, she was instantly thrown into the arctic ice field and was chilled to the bone.

"Don't worry, he can't divorce you because he will be widowed soon." Bai Jue said with a smile.

The subtext is that she, Zhao Xuan, won’t live long.

"Sister, our people have arrived." Jian Luo said, "We are on the rooftop now."

Jian Qing said, "Take it away."

The bodyguard found a sack from nowhere and walked quickly to Zhao Xuan. Bai Jue picked up Zhao Xuan with his gloved hand and struck her directly on the back of the neck with a knife.

"you……"

Zhao Xuan looked at Bai Jue with wide eyes. As soon as he uttered a syllable, he closed his eyes and fainted.

"You can't take my mother away, stop, stop." An Yu stood up and wanted to rush over emotionally, but was stopped by Black Jack.

"Step aside."

Black Jack glanced at him with disdain. An Yu watched Zhao Xuan being put into a sack. He didn't care about Black Jack's identity and punched him.

"Ho!"

Black Jack's thin lips raised slightly, and his blue eyes revealed a sarcastic smile. He tilted his head and easily dodged his fist, and kicked An Yu's abdomen with his slender legs.

Quick and precise, leaving An Yu no chance to dodge.

An Yu frowned and took a few steps back. His back hit the cold wall, he covered his abdomen and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"puff--"

"Brother!" An Yu woke up and looked up to see An Yu vomiting blood. She was startled and ran over staggeringly.

"Brother, are you okay?"

An Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shook his head. From the corner of his eye, he saw the bodyguard carrying the sack and was about to go out, and he quickly wanted to catch up.

"stop!"

"If you stop me again, I will send you to be with your mother." Jian Luo blocked the door and said with a faint side glance at him.

"What are you going to do to spare my mother's life?" An Yu looked past him, looking at the bodyguard's disappearing back, and asked urgently.

Jian Luo sneered, "It's impossible to spare her, unless you give my mother back to us."

"you……"

An Yu was so angry that his face turned blue, but he was helpless.

"Bai Jue, find two people to clean up this place." Jian Qing said.

Bai Jue nodded, turned around and went out to look for someone.

Jian Luo looked at the blood on Jian Qing's body and said, "Sister, I'll have someone deliver the clothes. You wait here while I go down and get them."

Jian Qing nodded and leaned into Quan Jingwu's arms a little tiredly.

"tired?"

A low voice sounded above the head, with a bit of heartache.

Jian Qing nodded and buried herself in his chest.

Quan Jingwu picked her up, carried her to the sofa and sat down. Jian Qing sat on his lap, tilting her head and leaning on his shoulder.

"Take a nap if you're tired. We'll go home later." Quan Jingwu raised his hand and stroked her long hair, whispering.

Jian Qing pursed her lips and said "hmm".

"Dad, please save mom. After all, she and you have been married for more than 20 years. Please help Jian Qing and let her let mom go." An Yu grabbed An Chong's hand and burst into tears. said.

An Chong glanced at her, his eyes dark and unclear, "She has harmed people, and now she is about to kill your great-grandfather. That kind of person is not worthy of being your mother."

An Yu was stunned for a moment, with tears still on her face, and growled, "Dad, you are so heartless!"

After saying that, she turned around and ran out.