Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

On a brightly lit night, An's house was eerily quiet. The depressive atmosphere for two days in a row made the servants tremble with fear, fearing that they would be affected by the anger of their masters.

In the dark corridor, a figure is holding on to the wall. Judging from the outline of the back, it can be vaguely seen that it is a man. He is walking slowly, and his black clothes almost blend into the night. In the blur, only a pair of eyes can be seen.

Very few people come up to the fourth floor. On weekdays, only the servants come up to clean the room, and the rest of the time it is deserted.

The tall and thin figure suddenly stopped, reached into his trouser pocket, took out a magnetic card, and quickly pressed it on the door.

The small button on the door lit up and made a beep sound. The man immediately turned his head and looked around, for fear of disturbing the people downstairs.

After confirming that he was the only one on the entire floor, the man safely opened the door and entered the room, then quickly closed the door again.

Afraid of being discovered, the man did not dare to turn on the light when he entered the room. He only held his mobile phone for lighting. He walked straight to the closet and subconsciously wanted to open the closet with his free hand.

"Depend on!"

He raised his left hand with great effort, and then lowered it feebly within two seconds. Only then did the man remember that his left hand had been disabled long ago, and that this hand was just a decoration.

A hint of annoyance flashed through the man's sinister eyes, and he couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, Jian Qing, you little bitch, I won't let you go."

Thinking of the culprit who made him look like this, veins popped up on the man's forehead. He held the phone in his mouth and pointed it at the closet. He opened the closet with his uninjured right hand and a faint fragrance poured out. The man closed his eyes. He walked closer to the closet and sniffed it vigorously. It looked a bit perverted.

“It smells so good!”

The man was a little dissatisfied with this sniff, so he casually grabbed a piece of clothing and put it against his cheek, squinting his eyes in enjoyment.

Jian Qing's beautiful little face appeared in his mind unconsciously, with sinister and obsessed colors intertwined in his eyes.

He rearranged the clothes in his hands and hung them up on the hangers. He walked to the bed with his mobile phone and fell towards the bed. He rolled around on the bed a few times before giving up.

Jian Qing, don’t you think you are arrogant?

I want to see how wonderful your expression is when you know that I have touched your clothes and your bed.

After sorting out the wrinkles on the quilt that he had rolled and wrinkled, there was not much time left. The man quickly dug out a small black object the size of a thumb flap from his trouser pocket and quickly walked to the bathroom with the faint light of his cell phone.

Following what he had thought before coming, he stepped on the small stool in the bathroom and directly placed the small black object in his hand on the edge of the door frame.

Coincidentally, the edge of the bathroom door frame is black, and the small black object is clinging to it. If you don't look closely, you can't find it at all. What's more, no one will stare at the door frame without any trouble. The man's move is obviously premeditated.

After jumping off the chair and wiping away the footprints left on the chair, the man moved the chair back to its original position and then walked out of the bathroom.

Before finally leaving the room, the man paid more attention and carefully checked that there was no trace of his presence in the room on one side, and then he left with peace of mind.

Compared with the cautious manner when he came, the man's steps became brisk and he strode downstairs.

"Master Cheng, what are you doing?" As soon as he reached the third floor, a voice came from the front, making his heart skip a beat.

After calming down, he looked up and saw the person coming. Xiang Cheng looked calm and said, "Uncle Qiu, I'm here to see Ayu. Where are the others?"

Qiu Bo looked at him and frowned, "Master Yu just came back and is downstairs now."

"Really, I thought he was in the room, so I'll go down to find him first." Xiang Cheng said with a smile.

"Master Cheng, did you go up to the fourth floor just now?" Qiu Bo's eyes darkened, he stared at the changes on Xiang Cheng's face and asked tentatively.

Xiang Cheng said, "I couldn't find Ayu on the third floor. I thought he was on the fourth floor. Just as I was about to go up, I was stopped by Uncle Qiu. Since Ayu is downstairs, I don't have to go up."

Qiu Bo nodded, and Xiang Cheng walked around him and went downstairs. Looking at his back, Qiu Bo felt that something was wrong in his heart.

After thinking about it, Qiu Bo hurriedly walked up to the fourth floor, his windy steps not befitting his age at all.

After going up to the fourth floor, Qiu Bo went directly to Jian Qing's room, carefully checked that the door lock was not damaged, and felt a little relieved in his heart.

The door locks of the entire Anzhai are specially customized, and the locks of each room are different. If you want to open the door, in addition to the magnetic card, you have to dismantle the door.

Apparently there was no damage to the lock.

Is he really too worried?

Qiu Bo frowned and went downstairs. He saw Xiang Cheng and An Yu chatting in the living room. After watching for a while, he didn't find anything strange about Xiang Cheng and shook his head.

I hope he really overthinks it.

Xiang Cheng, who was chatting with An Yu, felt a little relieved when he saw the back of Qiu Bo turning away at the stairs.

That old guy probably won't find anything...

--I am the lovely dividing line--

Quan family

After dinner, Quan Mingxuan played chess with Mr. Quan, and Quan Yifei squatted beside the old man to watch the game.

"That boy Jingwu won't be back tonight?" Mr. Quan paused and spoke slowly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Grandpa, don't expect the third brother to come back these days. He is chasing the future third sister-in-law." Quan Yifei said vaguely while holding the pastry in her hand and biting it.

"What, didn't that girl go back to live with the An family? Did Jing Wu go to the An family?" Mr. Quan was stunned and looked up at Quan Yifei.

"No, Jian Qing has returned to Shijin Haoting for the past two days. The second brother said that the third brother ordered something from Qianshizhai, and we should eat it together at Jian Qing's place." Quan Yifei explained after swallowing the cake.

Ahem, (squeal) The second update is out, come and enjoy the article...

The third update is under consideration. Will there be a third update? It depends on everyone's voice. I will leave comments, comments and rewards. I would like to help Axia pass the PK out of kindness, okay?