Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 702 - 702 688 Like Becoming a Different Person (2) _1

Chapter 702: 688, Like Becoming a Different Person (2) _1 Chapter 702: 688, Like Becoming a Different Person (2) _1 “You should go to Switzerland, it’s fun there,” Xiya suggested.

At her words, Zhan Mingyan laughed: “It seems we have the same idea, I was planning on going to Switzerland to attend a friend’s wedding.”

“You have to strive to catch the bouquet,” Xiya said jokingly.

Zhan Mingyan’s lips curved up in a sweet smile: “It would be faster if God would just drop a man on me.”

“There are a lot of handsome guys in Switzerland, you could flirt with a few,” Xiya said.

Jian Qing giggled, about to reply when her mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated.

“Could it be your boyfriend checking in on you?” Xiya said teasingly when she saw Jian Qing pick up her phone.

Jian Qing clicked answer, shaking her head.

“Miss Jian Qing, are you free now?” came the husky voice of Aqiu.

Jian Qing responded with a hum, “What’s the matter?”

“Miss Jian Qing, the old master hasn’t been well recently, could you come and visit him?” Aqiu sighed.

“After the old master caught a cold, he has not been recovering well, and he asked me not to tell you.”

Jian Qing was silent for a moment before she responded neutrally, “I will go over soon.”

“Okay, I will meet you at the door,” Aqiu said excitedly.

After hanging up, Jian Qing put down the phone and a thoughtful look flashed in her eyes.

“Jian, who was that?” Seeing her lost in thought, Xiya pushed her hand gently and asked with concern.

Jian Qing shook her head and brushed past it, “There is something going on at the An family.”

“Is it about the old master An?” Xiya knew a bit about Jian Qing’s involvement with the An family and thought that only the old master An could possibly be a concern to Jian Qing.

Jian Qing was silent, merely nodding her head.

“I heard from my grandfather that old Master An hasn’t been feeling well recently. He spent a few days in the hospital a while ago. With Yang Xiang in prison and the Yang Group in trouble, An Rong has been constantly visiting the An family to ask for help. This has disturbed Master An’s rest,” Zhan Mingyan chimed in.

The news that JK International had been suppressing the Yang Group had already spread throughout Beijing, and few dared to help the Yang Group, as it would mean openly opposing JK International.

Hearing this, Jian Qing’s eyes lightly dropped, concealing the depths within her gaze.

Not long after, Khan drove Xiya and her daughter away, and Zhan Mingyan dropped Jian Qing off at the entrance of the An Family mansion before leaving.

Jian Qing got out of the car, looked up, and saw Aqiu standing not far away, his expression calm.

“Miss Jian Qing!” Aqiu came over enthusiastically, his face full of joy at seeing Jian Qing.

Jian Qing gave a slight nod, “Where is the old master?”

“The old master is resting in his room. He doesn’t yet know that you are here. I am sure he will be very happy once he sees you,” Aqiu said.

Jian Qing: “Let’s go.”

The An Family mansion had become even more gloomy since the incident with Yang Xiang.

When Jian Qing walked into the living room, only Zhao Xuan and An Yu were there.

“Jian Qing, why are you here?” Seeing Aqiu leading Jian Qing in, An Yu looked surprised with a hint of fear towards Jian Qing.

Jian Qing ignored her, walked past both, went straight upstairs, Aqiu following behind her.

Looking at her silhouette, An Yu was both angry and annoyed, but was also fearful of irritating Jian Qing.

After all, whether it was Xiang Cheng or the fate suffered by Yang Xiang, she had absolutely no aspirations to experience any of it.

“Mom, why do you think Jian Qing is here today?” An Yu sat back on the couch and looked at her mother.

Every time Jian Qing came over, there was bound to be some kind of trouble.

Zhao Xuan was watching Jian Qing disappear up the staircase, lost in thought, and didn’t even hear An Yu’s question.

“Mom!” An Yu reached out and nudged her, calling her out.

Zhao Xuan returned to reality, looked at her and asked, “What happened?”

“Mom, the old master hasn’t been well recently. Do you think he’s planning on secretly giving something to Jian Qing without us knowing?” An Yu glanced around and lowered her voice to ask.

Zhao Xuan’s eyes darkened and she grabbed An Yu’s hand, “Yu, remember what I told you, do not pay attention to anything involving Jian Qing. Even if your great-grandfather wants to give something to Jian Qing, do not argue with her about it.”

Hearing her words, An Yu looked at Zhao Xuan in a funny way.

“Mom, why are you suddenly scared of Jian Qing? You were never like this before.”

She recalled that there was no way her mother would have endured Zhan Mingyan before. It was as if her mother had become a completely different person since An Man had been jailed.

“Yu, I’m not scared of Jian Qing. I just don’t want you to be as ignorant as Yang Xiang. Jian Qing is not only your uncle’s daughter now, she also has Quan Jingwu behind her. We absolutely should not risk opposing her, we would get no benefit out of it. Listen to what mom says. Don’t deliberately provoke Jian Qing,” Zhao Xuan explained with a cold glint in her eyes.

“You saw what happened to Yang Xiang, do you want the same?”

An Yu immediately shook her head, she definitely didn’t want to end up like Yang Xiang, trapped in a jail cell and deprived of her freedom.

“But what if our great-grandfather gives all his wealth to Jian Qing, won’t my brother and I be at a disadvantage?”

As she said this, her face was full of dissatisfaction.

“No, you and Yunyun are still children of the An family. Even if your great-grandfather favors Jian Qing, he’ll surely leave you something,” Zhao Xuan affirmed.

“You just need to trust in what I say, just keep your head down.”

An Yu was finally convinced by her mom and nodded obediently.

Upstairs, entering the room behind Aqiu, Jian Qing was greeted with a faint hint of ink fragrance in the air.

Scanning the room once, Jian Qing’s gaze settled on the figure situated in the rocking chair by the window.

The old man’s hunched figure appeared weak and thin.

Jian Qing paused and looked at the back of the old man, a sour feeling in her heart.

Perhaps being a mother had made her more emotional.

“Master, look who’s here.” Aqiu walked to the front of the rocking chair and said gently.

The old Master lifted his head, his cheeks gaunt: “Didn’t I tell you that I didn’t want to see anyone these days?”

“Master, why don’t you see for yourself?” Aqiu acted coy, pointing behind him.

Master An turned around and the woman’s smiling face came into sight. He was momentarily surprised before swiftly regaining his composure.

“Qing! ”

He cried out in excitement, his pale face seemed to glow a little more.

“What brings you here?”

As he said this, he stood up, and his frail body swayed slightly.

“Master, be careful.” Aqiu reached out to steady him.

Jian Qing walked closer and extended a hand to help him, Aqiu understood and stepped back.

“Your health isn’t good, you should just sit,” she said softly. Her caring tone moved the old master enough to bring tears to his eyes.

“I’m all right, don’t listen to Aqiu.” The old Master, staring at her, could not hide the joy in his eyes.