Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Quan Jingwu understood immediately, and his thin red lips curved into a doting smile.

"good."

The two reached an agreement and Jian Qing walked back to the dining room.

"Dad, Xiaojing and I will go out for a while and we will be back later."

Mo Xiao, "Is there something urgent?"

Jian Qing shook his head and said, "There's something going on over there in Han Yue. Let's go take a look and be back soon."

Mo Xiao didn't doubt anything else and nodded.

"Be careful on the road."

Jian Luo raised his eyes and looked at Jian Qing, feeling a little weird.

As soon as the two went out, Jian Luo received a message.

After reading the message, he felt an inexplicable complexity in his heart.

Could it be that this is God’s will?

He came back today, and it happened to be his birthday.

All this is so coincidental that one doesn’t know what to say.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Mo Xiao clearing the dining table.

However, the movement was a bit unfamiliar.

Sensing Jian Luo's gaze, Mo Xiao smiled at him and said, "You go out first. I'll be here."

No matter if it was a daughter or a son, he, Mo Xiao, would love him fiercely.

"Uncle, let me help you." Thea stood up holding her belly after eating.

She still has the skill of clearing the dining table.

"No, you should go out and rest." Jian Luo stood up and said while rolling up his sleeves.

Thea didn't refuse and readily agreed.

She really thought she was blind. The father and son obviously had little chance of developing a relationship, but she was quite discerning.

Isn't this a good opportunity right now?

In an instant, only Mo Xiao and Jian Luo were left in the dining room.

The two of them cleared the dining table without saying a word. After being tricked by Quan Jingwu last time, Mo Xiao would not wash the dishes stupidly this time.

However, there is a tricky problem.

That is - he doesn't know how to use a dishwasher.

He put down the dishes and bent down to study the dishwasher carefully.

When Jian Luo walked into the kitchen carrying a plate, she saw him staring at the dishwasher seriously, and the corners of his lips could not help but curl up.

Sensing the gaze from behind, Mo Xiao turned around, his gaze met a pair of warm eyes, and he suddenly felt embarrassed.

He avoided his eyes and said awkwardly, "Well, this is my first time to use it."

"I'll do it." Jian Luo said quietly with a smile flashing across his eyes.

Mo Xiao lowered his head and couldn't help but despise himself for a second.

It's so embarrassing.

Jian Luo calmly put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher, operating it skillfully.

"Luoluo, can I call you like this?" Mo Xiao stood aside, his hands hanging by his side having nowhere to rest.

Jian Luo pressed the button and nodded almost invisible.

Mo Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile crept onto his handsome face.

"How is your hand?"

He opened the conversation and his eyes fell on his hand that was scratched when he tried to help him.

Jian Luo washed his hands, turned off the faucet, and then looked up at him.

The two faced each other, and his face was clearly reflected in Jian Luo's eyes.

After a long time, he said slowly, "Actually, if the person who was assassinated that day was not you, maybe I wouldn't help at all."

As a child of the Jian family, they have already seen life and death. As Black Jack said, for people like them, drawing a sword to help when there is an injustice is not suitable for them at all.

Saving people and helping others only depends on your mood.

And he, too.

Mo Xiao opened his eyes and looked at him blankly.

Jian Luo leaned on the counter and continued, "It's funny to say that even though it's the first time I've met you, I always have a very cordial feeling. Maybe all this is destined, when I When I found out you were my father, I didn’t want to admit it for a moment.”

He had always thought that he and his sister thought they had no blood relationship with the An family, but now the fact was revealed. Their father happened to be the An family, and the An family was the murderer of their mother. This complicated relationship made him not know what to do. How to face it.

Mo Xiao lowered his head and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

Jian Luo laughed at herself, as if she wanted to express the hidden tangle in her heart, "The day my mom passed away, I knew she was in pain, but my sister and I couldn't do anything. I will never forget that scene. "

With so much blood, how could it not hurt?

He once thought that if he hadn't run out to save him, his mother might not have died. Because of this thought, he almost got autism.

And the culprit of all this is Zhou Qin and the others.

"I'm sorry." Mo Xiao couldn't help but picture the voice and smile of the woman lying in his arms, and the heart-wrenching pain finally condensed into three short words.

Because, other than "I'm sorry," he really didn't know what to say.

He failed to protect his Weiwei, nor did he watch his child grow up day by day. He felt sorry for the three of them.

Jian Luo looked at him, covered up the mist in his eyes, and said softly, "You have not sorry for us, and you are not the one who should be sorry."

His mother was innocent, and he had never been innocent. He and his sister had never blamed him.

Mo Xiao opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

…

The lights at night are illusory and flashy, giving it a unique charm.

In the car, Jian Qing rolled down the window, and a cold wind blew in her face.

"Xiao Jing, over there."

Across the road, she saw the cake shop Quan Yifei was talking about.

Quan Jingwu raised his eyes and glanced, then turned the steering wheel and drove towards the opposite direction.

The luxurious sports car stopped in front of the store, attracting envious looks from passers-by.

Everyone stared at the sports car curiously, and when they saw the two people coming out of the car the next second, a look of surprise flashed in their eyes.

In the crowd, many people recognized Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.

Ignoring everyone's comments, Quan Jingwu closed the car door and led Jian Qing into the cake shop.

"welcome!"

The sweet voice of the clerk sounded.

Warm-colored lights are scattered around the cake shop, making the cake shop a little more cozy. There is a smell of cake in the air, which makes people intoxicated.

Jian Qing looked at the cakes displayed in the counter window. Each one was exquisite.

"Hello, please help me wrap this up."

She pointed to one of the cakes and said.

Clerk, "Okay, please wait."

This cake shop is famous for its delicious cakes in Beijing. There is an endless stream of customers every day. There is still a lot of traffic in this shop, and there is a long queue at the cashier.

Jian Qing pulled Quan Jingwu to the long queue and followed him.

With their superb looks, they were also the most dazzling presence in the long queue.

Sensing everyone's curious gazes, Quan Jingwu frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to pull Jian Qing into his arms, and then wrapped his coat around her.

Jian Qing buried her head in his chest and pursed her red lips into a slight smile.

Domineering Xiao Jing!

Finally, it's their turn

After Jian Qing paid the money, Quan Jingwu took the cake, and the two quickly left the cake shop.

Quan Jingwu opened the car door and put the cake in. When Jian Qing was about to get in the car, a big hand held her.

"Baby, wait a minute."