Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Bastard!" Mrs. An was furious and shouted sternly.

He can even install a pinhole camera.

He really had the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard.

"Master, don't be angry, and take care of yourself." Qiu Bo quickly supported Mrs. An and advised him in a gentle voice. He knew that Xiang Cheng had completely angered Mr. An this time.

Mr. An brushed Qiu Bo's hand away and looked at Xiang Cheng angrily, "You bastard, who taught you to do these dirty and dirty things?"

"Grandpa, I didn't. It was Jian Qing. She had a grudge against me and deliberately framed me." Xiang Cheng shook his head desperately and refused to admit it. "You must be aware of everything and don't believe her words."

Old Mrs. An's eyes flashed with disappointment and anger, and he raised the crutch in his hand and struck Xiang Cheng on the back hard.

"Even now, you still don't admit it."

"Boom——"

"hiss--"

Mrs. An was merciless this time. The rosewood crutch hit his back hard. Xiang Cheng couldn't help but gasp and let out a muffled groan.

There was a burning pain in his back, Xiang Cheng's face turned purple, and large drops of sweat covered his forehead.

Xiang Cheng's lips were trembling in pain, and he looked at Old Man An with scarlet eyes, "I...I said, no means...no."

Mrs. An's sharp eyes suddenly focused on Yin Qian, and the crutch raised in his hand was about to fall on Xiang Cheng's back again.

"You are still making excuses, I will simply beat you to death today, you shameless thing."

"Master." Qiu Bo quickly stopped him.

If the crutch is removed, Xiang Cheng will definitely lose half his life.

After all, Mrs. An was getting old, and he suddenly became angry. His body was still a little overwhelmed and he couldn't breathe.

"Aqiu, don't... don't stop me."

"Uncle An, please calm down first." Mr. Quan agreed, and he and Uncle Qiu supported Mr. An.

Old Mrs. An was so angry that no one could persuade him. He brushed them away, staggered to Xiang Cheng, and raised the crutch in his hand with difficulty.

An Yu and the others had never seen Mrs. An so angry. They looked at the crutch waving in the air and closed their eyes reflexively.

Xiang Cheng's face was pale, and he was restrained by the man in black. His body could not move at all. He took a breath and subconsciously closed his eyes as he looked at the crutch coming towards him.

The pain he imagined did not come. Xiang Cheng opened his eyes, moved his gaze upwards, and was stunned for a moment when he touched the person blocking the old man's crutch.

"Girl Qing, why are you stopping me?" Seeing Jian Qing, Mrs. An suppressed his anger and softened his voice a bit.

Jian Qing let go of the crutches and reached out to support Mrs. An, with a slight smile on her lips, "I can handle this matter myself. It's not worth hurting my body because of being angry with such a person."

Hearing this, Mrs. An calmed down a little and allowed her to hold him.

"Uncle Qiu, bring a cup of tea to the old lady." Jian Qing helped the old lady An sit down, looked up at Uncle Qiu and ordered.

"Yes." Qiu Bo responded.

"Girl Qing, I..." Mrs. An looked at Jian Qing with some embarrassment. This happened because of his negligence.

If Xiang Cheng succeeded, he really couldn't imagine the consequences.

The An family already owed her so much. If this happened again, he simply didn't know how to face her.

Jian Qing shook her head and interrupted his next words, "This matter is none of your business. You don't have to feel guilty. We just agreed in the study that I have already had the room on the fourth floor smashed. You shouldn't have any objections." Bar?"

Mr. An waved his hand, "It's up to you."

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows lightly, "I hope you can stay out of what I'm going to do next."