Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"Xiang Cheng, don't you know the rules of my Qianshi Zhai? Or did you come to my place deliberately to cause trouble today?" Quan Mingxuan said with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Everyone in the capital doesn't know that the second young master of the Quan family looks like a smiling tiger. Although he looks gentle in person, he is not easy to mess with. This huge Qianshizhai is the property in his name. Anyone who enters this Qianshizhai will... You have to give him three points of thin noodles.

Xiang Cheng panicked, "No... Second Young Master Quan, I am the victim. That woman caused all this."

It has to be said that Xiang Cheng's shamelessness once again refreshed everyone's outlook. It was obviously you who took advantage of the situation, but ended up getting a lesson instead of stealing the chicken, and now you are shifting the responsibility to Gu Liang. , it really reached a new level of shamelessness.

Quan Yifei sneered, a flash of disdain deep in his eyes, "Xiang Cheng, what do you think will happen if what happened today reaches the ears of Mrs. An?"

After saying this, the expressions of An Yu and others changed, and even Yang Xiang couldn't help but beat his heart. Grandpa was already partial to Jian Qing. If they had known what happened today, they would have suffered a bitter fruit.

Xiang Cheng hadn't realized the meaning of Quan Yifei's words yet. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned Mr. An and said sarcastically, "Of course Mr. An will help me. Isn't it obvious?"

He is the great-grandson of the An family. Who is that woman? How qualified is she to be compared with him.

Quan Yifei let out an ooh. "Really? I can't see it, right? After all, Jian Qing is the great-granddaughter of Mr. An who he admits to his face."

In one word, the scene exploded like boiling water.

Everyone was dumbfounded and looked at Jian Qing blankly, unable to recover.

One’s surname is Jian and the other’s surname is An. This doesn’t make sense!

What exactly is going on?

They seemed to smell the gossip of a wealthy family.

The ferocious smile on Xiang Cheng's face had not yet faded. Quan Yifei's words struck him on the head like a thunderbolt. Is Jian Qing recognized by his great-grandfather as his great-granddaughter?

No...no way, that's not true.

The injured hand hung by his side, Xiang Cheng was numb, as if he couldn't feel any pain.

An Yu also realized that something was wrong now, and stretched out his hand to pull Xiang Cheng to his side, "Didn't your mother tell you?"

This was bad. They originally thought that Xiang Cheng knew Jian Qing's identity and just wanted to tease her, but they didn't expect that Xiang Cheng actually had thoughts about Jian Qing.

Xiang Cheng shook his head with dull eyes, and An Yu's heart sank.

"Jian Qing, we finally met. It's fate. Let's have a meal together." Quan Yifei continued to invite.

Jian Qing wanted to refuse, but thinking about how Quan Yifei defended her just now, she nodded.

Quan Yifei made a scissor hand gesture and succeeded.

"Come on, my second brother has a lot of delicious food here. I'll introduce it to you." Zilai Shushen took Jian Qing's hand and Quan Yifei led her upstairs.

Except for the people she knew well, Jian Qing had never been so intimate with anyone else. Her body stiffened, and when she saw the bright smile on Quan Yifei's face from the corner of her eye, she still did not choose to take her hand away and let her hold it.

Quan Yimo and Quan Mingxuan followed them upstairs. Quan Jingwu, who was walking at the end, gave Xiang Cheng a meaningful look and then went upstairs.

An Yu's eyes kept chasing Quan Jingwu's back until his back disappeared from sight, and he still couldn't recover.

"Yu'er!" An Yu shouted.

An Yu came back to her senses and frowned when she saw Xiang Cheng's pale face and bleeding hand, "Brother, what should we do now?"

"Go to the hospital, Yu'er, go and inform your aunt." An Yu grabbed Xiang Cheng and pulled him toward the door. After such a farce, he couldn't even think about eating.

An Yu and the others quickly followed.

…

The ninth floor is Quan Mingxuan's private area, and others cannot come up without his permission.

Whether it was a coincidence or intentional, Quan Jingwu was sitting directly opposite Jian Qing. At the dining table, Quan Yifei was present, and the atmosphere was always lively.

Sitting next to Jian Qing, Quan Yifei introduced Quan Yimo and the others to Jian Qing with a lively look, as if he wanted to explain all the eighteen generations of his ancestors.

"Okay, courtesy is reciprocated, Jian Qing, please introduce yourself too." Quan Yifei said with a smile.

Jian Qing raised her lips and smiled, "My name is Jian Qing."

Just four words, neat and not sloppy, very much her style.

He waited quietly for her next words, but she didn't speak again, and a large black line fell from Quan Yifei's head.

Is this gone?

Don't you know her name is Jian Qing?

What a joke.

Quan Yifei coughed lightly, "Well, otherwise, I'll ask you and answer, okay?"

Jian Qing looked at her leisurely and did not agree, "It depends on what you ask."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a simple matter." Quan Yifei patted his chest and assured.

Jian Qing remained silent and listened attentively.

"First question, how old are you?"

"Twenty-two." Jian Qing replied.

"Second question, do you have any special hobbies and interests?"

"This is broad, not specific."

"The third question, do you live in Shijin Palace? Why haven't I seen you there before?"

"Well, I just moved in."

Quan Yifei looked careless, but in fact she had a careful side. After a round of questions, they were all insignificant questions, and the topic of Anjia was not brought up.

"Last one, can you teach me your special chopstick skills?" When mentioned this, Quan Yifei's eyes were bright, almost like a hungry wolf staring at meat.

Quan Yimo reached out and knocked her on the head and said with a smile, "Girl, what do you want to do by learning that?"

"Beware of perverts." Quan Yifei replied matter-of-factly.

"..." Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yimo twitched their mouths.

Guard against perverts?

The fourth young lady of the Quan family, who dares to touch her?

Jian Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said humorously, "I'm afraid this won't work."

It would be impossible to achieve that strength and skill without practicing for several years. Even if she wanted to teach her, it would be difficult.