Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Sorry." After apologizing, Jian Qing bypassed him and walked into the banquet hall without waiting for a reply.

Quan Jingwu didn't stop her either. He looked at her walking back and didn't look away for a long time.

He wanted to leave the banquet early, but he saw her answering the phone here. Seeing her gentle smile when answering the phone, he walked directly here by accident, but before he could say anything, she ran into his arms. inside.

The light fragrance was not like the perfume smell of those people outside, but more of a light body fragrance. The smell was indescribable, but it did not disgust him.

Two people who are not on the same parallel line collide by chance, maybe by chance, maybe by fate. Nothing has been concluded yet, but the only thing that is certain is that the wheel of fate has begun to turn.

Although the little incident between the two of them on the terrace did not attract the attention of others, some people still noticed it, especially those who had always focused on Quan Jingwu.

Chu Ruohan clung to the wine glass and was not interested in the topics the women around her were talking about. When she saw the movement on the terrace, her hand holding the wine glass couldn't help but tighten. There was an inexplicable sense of crisis and panic in her heart, as if there was something important. It's like something is about to be taken away.

That man never liked others approaching him, especially women, but now that woman bumped into him, he didn't feel unhappy at all. How could this be...

As if remembering something, Chu Ruohan turned to look at Quan Yifei beside him, and said in a soft voice, "Yifei, do you know that Jian Qing?"

"It's not like we know each other, we met by chance." The two are from the same school, and they often meet in the circle. Their relationship is not bad, Quan Yifei replied carelessly.

She really wanted to get to know him, but it was too difficult to break the iceberg.

Hearing this, the ladies and daughters who were curious about Jian Qing spontaneously came over, hoping to get information about Jian Qing from Quan Yifei.

"Yifei, is Jian Qing really the great-granddaughter of the An family?"

"Yes, she looks cold, and the An family doesn't seem to like her very much!"

A group of women were quarreling with each other, making Quan Yifei's forehead hurt. Seeing the gossipy faces of the famous ladies in front of her, she felt a little impatient in her heart.

Why did Jian Qing offend them? Did she look like she was gloating about someone else's misfortune and wanted to see their jokes? Really annoying.

Impatient, but good upbringing still kept Quan Yifei smiling, "I'm sorry, I don't know these things, but I think Jian Qing is very good, and I like her very much."

Hearing this, many celebrities looked at each other, and some of them looked at Quan Yifei in surprise. When did the fourth young lady of the Quan family become so easy to get along with? To be so protective of Jian Qing, who has an unknown origin? They used to be attentive to her, but they had never seen her so close to them.

Hearing Quan Yifei's words, Chu Ruohan's heart suddenly sank, Jian Qing!

Although Jian Qing suddenly had this little episode, the atmosphere of the banquet remained high until about eight o'clock when it came to an end.

After seeing off the guests, only the An family and Jian Qing were left in the banquet hall. Compared to the An family, who had a calm face, Jian Qing didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She sat leisurely on the sofa, as if this was the case. It's her territory.

"Xiao Nuo, since you're back, let's stay here." Mr. An looked at Jian Qing intently, and his brows were a little tired. After a banquet, he also spent a lot of energy. .

After Jian Qing finished speaking, the An family couldn't hold back their anger, especially An Rong.

"Grandpa, how is this possible? How can she live in the main house?"

None of them are qualified to live in the main house all the time, not even her daughter. Why should this little bitch get special treatment? No matter how much the An family's property is divided, it is impossible for her to get it. In this regard, she Absolutely not allowed.

Anman, who had always remained silent, also spoke at this time. His words had the same meaning as his sister's, but his tone was not as aggressive as hers, "Grandpa, this is really not suitable."

Jian Qing sat on the sofa without saying a word, resting her fingertips on her chin and watching An's family fighting indifferently.

Mr. An shouted sternly, "When will it be your turn to make the decision in the An family? Don't forget who is in charge of this house."

Hearing this, An Zhonghui and others felt very complicated in their hearts. It had been a long time since they had seen Mr. An get angry. This time he got angry because of a person who had disappeared for seventeen years.

Zhou Qin glanced at An Zhonghui secretly, feeling a little uneasy in her heart. How could An Zhonghui not know what his wife was thinking, but now that his father had made it clear that he favored Jian Qing's side, he probably wouldn't be able to please her even if he spoke.

"Father, you..."

Before he could say a few words, Mrs. An's voice suddenly turned cold, "Why, do you even want to disobey me? Or am I no longer the head of the An family, huh?"

"This..." An Zhonghui choked, glanced sideways at Jian Qing, who was sitting quietly on the sofa, and finally fell silent.

"The children born by a bitch are just as bitchy as she is, and they will never be able to change their innermost feelings." An Rong cursed darkly without controlling her voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, before anyone could react, Jian Qing's figure moved.

"You, what are you going to do?" Looking at Jian Qing approaching her, An Rong tried her best to maintain a calm posture, but she stepped back honestly.

Jian Qing narrowed her eyes slightly, and a cold light flashed across her eyes, "Ha!"

A deep sneer escaped from her lips, and Jian Qing's hand hanging by her side moved. The lightning-fast speed completely stunned the An family.

"Snapped--"

A loud and clear slap rang out, echoing in the banquet hall for a long time. An Rong's well-maintained cheeks instantly became red and swollen.

Old Mrs. An's eyes were stunned, but in the end he didn't say anything. An Chong on the side looked at Jian Qing's face blankly, his thoughts dissipated.

The burning sensation and pain on her face brought An Rong back to her senses. She raised her hand to cover her red and swollen cheek. An Rong was so angry that her body trembled, "You...you dare to hit me?"

A child born of a bitch dared to hit her. It was really contrary to her.