Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

The empty corridor made the sound of a needle dropping.

"The Lord is inside." Ning Feng looked at the closed door and said.

After saying that, he took hold of the doorknob and turned it.

The door opened, Jian Qing raised her eyes and saw that the room was dark and cold.

After a moment of silence, she turned to look at the man beside her, "Xiao Jing, wait for me here."

"Yeah." Quan Jingwu nodded.

Jian Qing walked in, and Ning Feng closed the door, leaving it open but not tightly closed.

Stepping into the room, a pungent smell of alcohol hit my face.

Jian Qing frowned. With her good eyesight, she saw the switch on the wall. She walked over and pressed it with a "click".

The luxurious crystal lamp lights up, and the soft light refracts in every corner of the room, driving away the uncomfortable darkness.

Almost at the same time, a hoarse voice roared.

"Ning Feng, turn off the lights and get out of here."

Before he finished speaking, the sound of bottles clashing sounded intermittently.

Jian Qing took back her hand and followed the source of the sound.

Walking to the left side of the big bed, the sight she saw made her eyes freeze.

I saw the man leaning against the bed, slumped on the ground. His handsome face was somewhat gloomy, the dark circles under his eyelids were almost as big as those of a panda, and his clean chin was covered with green and black stubble.

Jian Qing's slender fingers were curled up. The man in front of him was almost completely different from the arrogant and high-spirited Mo Xiao in his impression.

In this way, he seemed to have fallen from the altar into the abyss of hell.

Melancholy, decadent, lifeless.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had turned off the light, and the man was annoyed.

His closed eyes suddenly opened and he roared without raising his head.

"Ning Feng, did you take what I said as deaf ears?"

"it's me!"

A cold voice sounded faintly and exploded in Mo Xiao's ears.

He stiffened and raised his head suddenly.

When he saw the person standing in front of him clearly, his bloodshot eyes showed a bit of astonishment.

Could it be that he was drunk and not sober?

He shook his head and looked again, the person in front of him had not disappeared.

It's not a dream, she's really here.

Jian Qing lowered her head and looked condescendingly at the man who was in a sluggish state. When her eyes moved downward and touched the thing in his arms, a complex emotion surged into her heart.

The thick stack of photos were all of her, Luo Luo, and her mother.

Thinking about it, it should have been given to him by Mrs. An.

Facing the woman's clear eyes, Mo Xiao finally came back to his senses.

He held onto the edge of the bed and stood up with frivolous steps.

After drinking heavily day and night, it's pretty good that I can still stand up now.

"You, why are you here?"

He held the photo and remembered what he had just growled, and suddenly became at a loss.

"I didn't know it was you just now. I thought it was Ning Feng, so... I didn't mean to yell at you."

Who would have thought that Mo Xiao, who was aloof and arrogant in front of outsiders, would one day look at people's faces and speak cautiously.

Jian Qing looked at him without saying a word.

When Mo Xiao saw that she was silent, a bitter curve formed on his thin lips.

Now, she probably hates him even more.

"Ning Feng and the others are looking for you. If you don't want to come, don't force yourself." When he said this, his heart seemed to be stabbed with a small dagger.

After a long time, Jian Qing finally spoke. Her eyes fell on the photos he held in his hands, and she said, "These photos..."

Mo Xiao froze, thinking that she was not even willing to leave these photos to him.

He reflexively hid the photos behind him, his movements were too big, and the thick stack of photos were all scattered on the ground.

The photos fell to the cold marble floor one after another. He immediately knelt down to pick them up. The smiling face of the woman in the photos came into view, which hurt his heart.

His eyes turned red, and his calloused hands picked them up one after another, holding them in his arms like treasures.

Jian Qing looked at him, a flash of unbearability flashed across her eyes.

Picking up all the photos, Mo Xiao carefully placed them on the bed, and then he turned to look at her.

"Can you sit with me for a while?"

After hesitating for a moment, Jian Qing nodded lightly.

Mo Xiao's gloomy eyes ignited with hope, and he quickly walked over to bring a chair, and then placed it in front of Jian Qing.

"Sit down first, your legs will get sore if you stand for too long."

Invisibly, Mo Xiao's favored daughter's attributes gradually soared.

Jian Qing suppressed the warmth in her eyes and sat on the chair he moved.

Mo Xiao's gloomy expression softened a bit and he sat down by the bed.

The two sat facing each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became silent.

After a long time, Jian Qing spoke first.

"How did you and my mother meet?"

When Jian Wei was mentioned, Mo Xiao's eyes softened.

"The year I met Weiwei, I was on a mission in country Y with my people. The day before I was about to return to China after the matter was settled, I met Weiwei in a club. At that time, she got into a fight with someone else, and I I happened to be passing by, but she was dragged into the water.”

As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

At that time, she appeared in front of him like a cunning little fox. When her slender and soft little hands held his big hand, at that moment, he knew that he could not run away.

"After Weiwei and I got rid of the group of people who surrounded us, we ran out of the club. After leaving the club, my people came to find us. When we were about to leave, Weiwei said that we would save our lives with As promised, she will follow me wherever I go."

I remember that at that time, when his brothers heard her words, they all shouted for sister-in-law, but for the first time, he did not stop her.

Jian Qing listened quietly, and the scene described by his words could not help but appear in her mind.

Grandma said that her mother’s temperament was divided into likes and dislikes, and she was very straightforward about liking and disgusting. Sometimes it gave her a headache just like a boy. It seemed that what grandma said was true.

He continued, "She followed me back to the hotel where I was staying, and opened a room next to mine. I was supposed to go back to China the next day, but when I saw her watery eyes, I stayed. My team members went back first.”

Even though he knew at that time that she was pretending to be pitiful on purpose, he couldn't help but feel soft, so he stayed in country Y for a while longer.

"Weiwei is very familiar with Country Y. She took me around for those few days. She didn't tell me her name. She only told me that her name was Weiwei. She accidentally heard my team members calling me An. After that, She kept calling me Ann, and I asked her name at that time, but she said she would tell me when the time was right. "

And this has become a lifelong pain for him. If he had asked for her name at that time, maybe he would not have been looking for a needle in a haystack and looking for someone aimlessly.

There are countless people named Weiwei in the world. Every time he hears some news and rushes over, he is disappointed and disheartened again and again, and he is almost numb.

Yeah, yeah, let me tell you the good news, there will be an update on the 11th. Are you surprised or happy?