Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

In the evening, An's house is brightly lit.

An Yu walked into the living room, and the depressing atmosphere made people feel a little breathless.

The servants stood aside tremblingly, Zhou Qin rested on the sofa, and An Yu hid in the corner and sobbed.

"Master Yu!"

The servant stepped forward and took the briefcase from An Yu's hand.

"elder brother!"

An Yu saw that An Yu was back, so she got up and rushed to him. She cried all afternoon, her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Brother, where's mom, have you found her?"

An Yu looked down at her and hesitated.

"Brother, tell me quickly. What's going on with mom? What did grandpa say?" Seeing that he didn't speak, An Yu shook his arm and urged.

"Yu'er, I'm sorry." An Yu said in a low voice.

She was unwilling to hand over the people Jian Qing took away, and he was helpless.

Seeing the gloom in his eyes, An Yu lowered her hands and shed more tears, "Brother, can you please go and beg grandpa and dad again? Jian Qing took mom away, and she will definitely not let her live."

An Yu felt uncomfortable seeing her face full of tears, "Yu'er, calm down."

The fact that mother poisoned grandpa has completely angered grandpa and dad. Now that grandpa can hardly survive because of the poisoning, how can grandpa and dad help them ask Jian Qing for help.

"If you don't want to go, then I'll go ask Grandpa." An Yu pushed him away and walked outside.

Zhou Qin's face was livid, "Stop."

An Yu stopped and turned to look at her, "Grandma!"

"An Yu, can you be sensible? Your mother harmed the old man like that. The end she will end up in is her own fault. She can't blame others." Zhou Qin said angrily, "The old man's life or death is uncertain now. The doctors have said that the old man is very good. It may not last two weeks. In this case, you are still bothering him about your mother. Can you be more careful and stop being so unreasonable? "

An Yu was dumbfounded by Zhou Qin's lecture, and said aggrievedly, "Grandma, that's my mother, do you want me to watch Jian Qing kill her?"

"That's what she brought upon herself." Zhou Qin said.

"Okay, Yu'er." An Yu stretched out his hand to pull her over and stood in front of her, "Grandma, Yu'er is a little emotionally unstable right now. Don't argue with her."

"Brother!" An Yu shouted dissatisfied.

"Stop talking, come upstairs with me." An Yu forced her to go upstairs. Zhou Qin glanced at the two of them and was so angry that she had a headache.

Back in the bedroom, An Yu shook off An Yu's hand and ran out of the French window angrily.

An Yu closed the door and said, "Yu'er, stop being so impulsive."

"Brother, why do you even say that I am acting out of emotion?" An Yu turned around, her eyes full of anger and grievance, "Is it wrong for me to worry about mom's safety? You heard what grandma just said, now The people at home don’t care about their mother’s life or death, do you plan to be like them?”

"Then what can I do? You have seen it yourself. Grandpa is still lying in the hospital. If Grandpa really can't survive this time, do you know how serious the consequences will be?" An Yu said coldly, snapped.

"Even if you go to beg your great-grandfather, Jian Qing will not let mom go. Don't forget, Jian Qing's mother was killed by mom's car. The revenge of killing her mother, even if Jian Qing vents her anger on us, we can retaliate against dad. We can only be beaten passively."

After a scolding, An Yu fell to the ground, looking a little dazed, "Then what should we do?"

Listening to what Jian Qing said about the barren mountains, she could imagine that it was definitely not a good place. Would her mother survive if she was thrown there?

An Yu couldn't bear to see her devastated look. He knelt down and put his hand on her shoulders. His voice softened a bit and said, "Yu'er, now we can only rely on ourselves. It's up to you." Stop worrying about it, let alone provoke Jian Qing, we can't fight her."

"Brother, mom..." An Yu looked up at him and choked.

An Yu's eyes darkened, he hesitated for a while, and then said, "Mom has made too many mistakes. We have tried our best. Please look at it."

"elder brother!"

An Yu ran into his arms and cried loudly.

An Yu looked up at the disappearing clouds on the horizon, and a drop of crystal fell from the corner of his eyes.

After only two days in the hospital, Mr. An insisted on being discharged, saying that he was not willing to stay in the hospital at all.

There was no other way, so Mo Xiao could only call Jian Qing and ask her to persuade the old man.

When Jian Qing received the call, she was in a meeting at Jian's Group. When she heard that Mrs. An was going to be discharged from the hospital, she abandoned the meeting in the middle and ran over.

Entering the ward, Mrs. An had already changed his clothes, Qiu Bo was waiting with a wheelchair, and Mo Xiao and his team were trying to persuade him to stay in the hospital.

"Grandpa!"

"Sister, you are finally here." Seeing Jian Qing, Jian Luo's eyes were filled with joy, as if she had seen a savior.

Jian Qing walked over, and Jian Luo stood up to make room for her.

"Girl Qing, why are you here? Where are Seventeen and Nineteen?" When Mrs. An saw her, she kept looking at the door, looking for the two little treasures.

"They are at home. Grandpa, you are not suitable to be discharged from the hospital yet." Jian Qing sat down by the bed and said warmly.

Mr. An had already expected that she would say this, with a kind smile on his pale face, "You guys go out first, I want to talk to Girl Qing."

Mo Xiao and others glanced at Jian Qing and walked out one after another.

Watching the door close, Mrs. An looked away and looked at Jian Qing, "Girl Qing, I know what you want to say, but you need to listen to me first. I know my own body well, and I don't want to be in this cold hospital. Spend your last days.”

Hearing this, Jian Qing felt sad.

She stretched out her hand and held Old Mrs. An's calloused hand, "Grandpa, no, Bai Jue will find a way to cure you. You still have to watch Seventeen and Nineteen grow up."

"Silly child, you don't need to comfort me. When I live to this age, life and death have long been decided." Old Mrs. An touched her head lovingly, with a soft smile in his cloudy eyes, "I can get you and Luo With your forgiveness, I have no regrets.”

He also wanted to watch Seventeen and Nineteen grow up, but God couldn't make it happen.

"Grandpa!" Jian Qing lowered her head, blinked, and forced back the tears in her eyes.

"Let's go home. With you here, I won't feel lonely when I leave." Mrs. An said.

Jian Qing raised her head, faced the smile on his face, and nodded lightly, "Okay."

In the corridor outside the door, Jian Luo and his group were restless. When they heard the door open, they looked up and saw Jian Qing pushing a wheelchair out.

"Sister, what are you doing?" Jian Luo looked at Mrs. An who was sitting in the wheelchair, and looked at Jian Qing in confusion. Could it be that his elder sister was persuaded by her grandfather?