Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 661 - 661 647 Speaking ill of others brings bad luck (1)_1

Chapter 661: 647, Speaking ill of others brings bad luck (1)_1 Chapter 661: 647, Speaking ill of others brings bad luck (1)_1 Even though he became familiar with Black Jack’s mother, the change in his status before meeting her this time made him a little nervous.

Seeing Jian Luo’s nervousness, Jian Qing mischievously laughed.

“Luoluo, why are you nervous? Aunt Qiong An isn’t some man-eating tiger.”

“Who said I’m nervous?”. Jian Luo refused to admit it.

Jian Qing carried on, “Alright, you’re not nervous. Happy now?”

“Sis, I just got a new game; do you want to play a few rounds?” asked Jian Luo.

Jian Qing’s eyebrows raised slightly, “In the mood to be dominated?”

“Hey, don’t count your chickens before they’ve hatched,” Jian Luo retorted, refusing to back down.

After ending the video call, Jian Qing took over the computer and started playing online with him.

It was a horror game that Jian Luo found. Jian Qing was so engrossed in the game that she didn’t even notice when Quan Jingwu sat down next to her.

Quan Jingwu glanced at the game screen, his eyebrows furrowing.

Was he less important than a mere game?

With such a thought in mind, his mood suddenly darkened.

Jian Qing’s eyes, dark as night, were fixed on the screen, a smirk playing on her lips.

Just as she was about to finish the level, a slender hand stretched over and took away the laptop in her arms.

Jian Qing lifted her eyes, a hint of irritation in them, “Xiaojing, give it back, I’m about to finish!”

She tried to snatch back the laptop as she spoke.

Quan Jingwu put the laptop aside, holding her hand, and said earnestly, “The radiation is too strong, and gaming strains your mind. It’s not good for our baby.”

The reason was so perfect that Jian Qing was left speechless for a moment.

While she was lost in thought, the game had already ended.

Looking at the large amount of blood in the game, Jian Qing helplessly massaged her forehead.

The victory that was within her grasp had vanished.

A faint melancholy…

Soon, the computer emitted a series of “beeps”.

Quan Jingwu took the laptop, opened the chat window.

Luo Xiaoshen: “Sis, why did you suddenly stop moving? We were so close to winning. What a pity! Was that big demon Quan Jingwu messing with you?”

Jian Qing glanced at the incoming message, then looked at Quan Jingwu’s expression. Noticing the dangerous curve on the corner of his mouth, she shrank her neck.

Seeing the look in his eyes, she decided it was better to run away first.

She put on her slippers and quickly got off the sofa, heading for the bed.

A smirk flashed across Quan Jingwu’s eyes. He looked at the message Jian Luo sent, his fingertips tapping the keyboard lightly before sending the reply.

Qing Dashen: “No, just lost connection.”

Soon, Jian Luo replied.

Luo Xiaoshen: “I thought it was that tasteless guy Quan Jingwu. Let’s play another round.”

Quan Jingwu’s lips tightened, he was tasteless?

So this was how his little brother-in-law was badmouthing him behind his back.

He hooked up a corner of his mouth, sent another message, and then closed the laptop.

On the other side, while drinking water, Jian Luo saw a pop-up chat window. He almost squirted the water in his mouth when he read the message.

Qing Dashen: “Little brother-in-law, speaking ill of others behind their backs will bring bad luck!” At the end, even a blood-dripping kitchen knife emoji was attached.

“Cough, cough!” Jian Luo put down the cup, his face flushed from coughing.

Damn it.

Is it necessary to scare people like this at night?

The weather in R Country at the end of February was colder than Beijing.

The faint dawn light slipped through the crack in the window, lazily landed on the intertwined figures in the bed, casting a mottled shadow.

“Baby, time to wake up.”

Quan Jingwu looked down at the sleepy child in his arms, his voice slightly hoarse as it flowed from his seductive lips.

Jian Qing nestled her head into his bare chest, “No.”

In winter, the only true love is the warmth of the quilt.

Watching her rub her eyes, occasionally revealing a spoiled air, Quan Jingwu chuckled softly and kissed her forehead.

“Be good, eat breakfast then go back to sleep.”

“But I’m cold.” Jian Qing lifted her head, blinking innocently.

The feeling of leaving the quilt gave her a déjà vu of turning into a popsicle.

If she knew that it was colder than Beijing here, she wouldn’t have come.

Quan Jingwu gently helped her tidied up her messy hair, his deep eyes revealing tenderness, “I will make you porridge. You will feel warm after eating.”

“I want to eat meat”, Jian Qing requested.

“Alright.” He would cook anything as long as she ate more.

After changing their clothes and washing, they left the room together. After asking a servant for the location of the kitchen, Jian Qing followed Quan Jingwu to the kitchen.

The kitchen was bustling with activity. When everyone saw Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at the two in surprise.

“CEO Quan!”

Upon hearing that Quan Jingwu had come to the kitchen, Ito Yukiko immediately rushed over. She was so hurried that she was barely breathing.

“CEO Quan, what brings you here to the kitchen? Have we missed something in our hospitality?” In her eyes, neither Quan Jingwu nor Jian Qing should be in a place like a kitchen. Their presence there was almost like a fairy tale to her.

“No, Princess Yukiko, can we borrow your kitchen?” Jian Qing asked with a smile.

“Mrs. Quan, is it because you don’t like the food from our kitchen? ” Ito Yukiko said softly, “If you guys don’t enjoy them, I can have them make something else.”

“Thank you for your kindness, I just used to eating food cooked by Jingwu.” Jian Qing said gently, “Can we use your kitchen for a while?”

Upon hearing Quan Jingwu cooking, Ito Yukiko’s face showed surprise. Looking into Jian Qing’s eyes, she nodded continuously.

“Of course you can, you can take and use any ingredients you need.”

Jian Qing lifted her red lips slightly, “Thank you.”

“Baby, go wait for me at the pavilion outside, it’s too smoky in here.” Quan Jingwu took off his coat and handed it to her to hold.

From across the room, Ito Yukiko clearly saw a pair of deep purple eyes were filled with tenderness when he looked at Jian Qing, enough to drown someone.

She thought that no woman could resist such a man.

Jian Qing indeed made people extremely envious.

Holding the coat, Jian Qing turned around and walked out, followed by Ito Yukiko.

Around the pavilion was a cherry blossom forest. The pink and white petals scattered freely in the air.

Jian Qing stepped on the staircase, picked a chair, and sat down.

Ito Yukiko sat down opposite, her eyes falling on the coat in her arms. She looked at the similar coat on Jian Qing and had a hint of envy in her eyes.

“Mrs. Quan, may I call you Jian Qing?”

She tested the waters cautiously.

Even without the identity of the CEO’s wife of JK International, Jian Qing’s status as the head of the Jian family is enough for them to look up to.

Jian Qing nodded slightly.

Getting her permission, Ito Yukiko’s smile blossomed, “Jian Qing, I never thought we’d meet again and you’d already be married. I still owe you a thank you from that banquet.”

“It was just a trifling effort,” she responded quietly.

Ito Yukiko looked at her exquisite side face, and could not help but recall another gentle face.