Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 623 - 623 609 Sour Boy and Spicy Girl (1)_1

Chapter 623: 609, Sour Boy and Spicy Girl (1)_1 Chapter 623: 609, Sour Boy and Spicy Girl (1)_1 The biting winter wind was piercingly cold.

Bare trees swayed in the harsh wind.

Guarded heavily, two figures stood unmoving at the entrance. The accumulating snow under their feet slightly collapsed, indicating that they had been standing there for some time.

“Wen Wei, we’ve been standing here for so long. After all, our Wen family holds a respected position in Beijing. The Quan family is openly giving us a difficult time.” The woman complained, her teeth chattering from the cold.

The speaker was Wen Ru’s mother, Li Yan.

“Spare the rod, spoil the child. Wen Ru is spoiled because of you and look at the mess she’s drawn us into. And yet, here you stand, complaining,” Wen Wei rebuked, his face stark.

“If we can’t settle this matter properly, not to mention the Quan family, even the Zhan family will not let us off the hook.”

Li Yan, who was always afraid of him, fell silent at his stern reprimand.

She hung her head, resenting her own daughter deep down.

They, husband and wife, had rushed to the Quan family’s old mansion early in the morning and had been standing there for almost an hour. The Quan family seemed to have no intention of letting them in, as if intent on making things hard for them.

Compared to the icy cold outside, the living room was far warmer.

The whole Quan family was gathered in the living room, chatting and drinking tea. With Quan Yifei and Quan Mingxuan, the two lively characters in the mix, the room was brimming with laughter and chatter.

“Third sister-in-law, how can you eat so many of these sour plums?” Having slept off the effects of the sleeping drug, Quan Yifei was back to her energetic self.

She looked at the sour plum in Jian Qing’s hand. Just the sight of it made her teeth tingle.

Rhee smiled and said, “Yifei, you wouldn’t understand. There’s a saying ‘sour for boys, spicy for girls.’ Seeing how Little Qingqing loves sour food, she might be carrying a baby boy.”

“I hope it’s not a cold boy like Jingwu. I’d rather it be a little princess like Qingqing,” the Quan family’s patriarch stroked his beard and smiled, his face wrinkling as he spoke about his great-grandson.

At his words, everyone burst out laughing.

“Really? Is there such a saying?” Quan Yifei curiously looked at Jian Qing’s stomach, as if trying to see through it to find out if it was a boy or a girl.

“But third brother wants a little princess.”

‘Sour for boys and spicy for girls’?

Quan Jingwu frowned slightly, looking at the woman beside him. Seeing the sour plum she was holding, he reached out and took it.

“Xiao Jing!”

Noticing the sour plum was gone from her hand, Jian Qing turned to look at the man beside her, puzzled.

“You like them too?”

Quan Jingwu firmly pressed his lips together, shook his head, then flicked his fingers. The sour plum flew precisely into a trash can.

Upon seeing this, Jian Qing could not help but laugh. She grabbed his big hand, “What are you doing?”

Was he stopping her from enjoying sour food because of that saying?

If he threw the plums away, would she stop liking sour things?

Or was it possible that a soon-to-be father could become this childish?

“No more eating. You won’t be able to have lunch later.” Quan Jingwu held her hand back, speaking softly.

“Little Qingqing, I had the kitchen prepare some nourishing soup for you. Jingwu, go and bring it to her,” Rhee added.

Upon hearing the word ‘nourishing soup,’ Jian Qing’s eyes flickered, a sense of evasion creeping at her heart.

These days, every time she woke up, she encountered a nourishing soup. She had to eat it from morning till night. She was quite fed up with it.

Seeing the man beside her about to rise, she hurriedly reached out to stop him, speaking gently, “Xiao Jing, I’m still full. We can wait.”

If she had to eat more, she would throw up.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her and matched his gaze with her appeasing smile, a low chuckle escaping his lips.

He sat back down, reached out and ruffled her hair, “Alright, we’ll eat later.”

At his words, the smile on Jian Qing’s lips grew brighter.

“Second Brother, are the people from the Wen family still waiting outside?” Quan Yifei caught sight of the wall clock and suddenly remembered the apology visit from the Wen family.

In such cold weather, they might freeze into ice sticks.

“Yeah, don’t worry. Wen Wei, that sly fox, wouldn’t be as foolish as his daughter. Unless they see us today, they wouldn’t consider going back,” Quan Mingxuan casually replied.

“Wen Ru, that crazy woman, was arrested by Ayue and sent directly to the police station last night. Otherwise, why do you think the Wen family would come over so early in the morning?”

“She deserves it. Being locked in the police station is too light for her. You’ve no idea how hideous and ugly she looked last night. She’s simply out of her mind. It’s a good thing Mingyan busted a wine bottle on her head. I wish I had done the same to wake that pig-headed imbecile.”

“Alright, you stop it. We already told you to avoid those places like the bar,” Lin Su scavenged her hair and smiled, reprimanding her.

“But that’s Second Brother’s territory. I thought it would be safe. Who would have thought that crazy woman, Wen Ru, would be so daring,” Quan Yifei muttered.

“Master, the Chief Zhan and his family have arrived,” the servant stepped in and respectfully reported.

“Invite them in quickly,” the Quan family’s patriarch ordered.

“Wait, also ask the Wen family in,” Quan Yimo added.

“Yes.”

The servant walked out, and Quan Yifei looked at Quan Yimo with unhidden confusion.

“Big Brother, why are you letting the people from the Wen family come in?”

Quan Yimo replied, “Since Uncle Zhan and his family are here, it’s time to settle this matter.”

Before long, Zhan Mingyan and her family arrived, followed by Wen Wei and his wife.

“Mingyan!”

Seeing Zhan Mingyan, Quan Yifei immediately went to greet her. As her eyes swept over Wen Wei and his wife, she let out an audible humph.

Faced with Quan Yifei’s disdainful rebuff, Wen Wei and his wife blushed and didn’t dare to retaliate.

“Uncle, aunt!”

After greeting Zhan Ze and his wife, Quan Yifei took Zhan Mingyan’s hand and led her towards Jian Qing.

“Uncle Quan!”

Zhan Ze and his wife walked over, greeting the patriarch of the Quan family with a beaming smile.

“Ah Ze, where’s old Zhan? Why didn’t he come with you?” Quan patriarch asked.

“My father was quite upset about what happened to Yanyan last night. We advised him to rest at home, so he didn’t accompany us here today,” Zhan Ze casually glanced at Wen Wei, his words implicating something else.

The room fell silent. The cheerful expressions on everyone’s faces faded, and they looked at Wen Wei and his wife with displeasure.

Unable to ignore the disapproval in everyone’s eyes, Wen Wei and his wife seethed silently but dared not make a scene.

Despite also being a renowned aristocratic family in Beijing, when faced with the Quan and Zhan families, the Wen Family could only keep a low profile.

As a sly old fox raised in the political field his whole life, Wen Wei shamelessly put on a smile and walked forward.

“Sir Quan, Chief Zhan, about what happened last night, it was my fault for not disciplining my daughter properly. I’d like to sincerely apologize to everyone and hope you’ll forgive this transgression. The Wen family is willing to make any compensation.”

Zhan Ze retorted with a sneer, “Wen Wei, your wonderful daughter had ill intentions and was even capable of such malicious tactics. Thanks to my daughter and Yifei who luckily escaped unscathed, otherwise, even ten of your Wen families would not be enough to make up for this.”