Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 751 - 751 What is Playing (1)_1

Chapter 751: What is Playing (1)_1 Chapter 751: What is Playing (1)_1 When Black Jack came downstairs, the person who had been lying on the sofa was gone.

He looked around and heard a faint sound coming from the kitchen, so he walked over.

“Bai Jue!”

Bai Jue, carrying a glass of water, poked his head out of the kitchen, “What is it?”

“Speak up, what was wrong with you last night?” Black Jack leaned against the door frame, crossed his arms, and looked at him leisurely.

“What do you mean, ‘what was wrong with me’?” His eyes flitting, he pretended to be confused.

Black Jack didn’t beat around the bush and bluntly said, “I’m talking about which woman dumped you, don’t tell me it didn’t happen.”

Bai Jue tilted his head back to drink the water and stayed silent for a long time.

The glass emptied, he placed it down heavily.

Then, he turned his face towards him, just about to speak when Jian Luo’s voice rang out.

“Bai Jue, Black Jack, where the hell did you guys go?”

The gentle voice, accompanied by a slight hoarseness from just waking up.

Black Jack responded, “Luo Xiaobai, over here.”

“What are you two doing hiding in the kitchen?” Jian Luo walked over, still wearing his thin pajamas, his chestnut hair slightly tousled.

“Are you two whispering some secrets while I’m not around?”

Bai Jue rolled his eyes at him, “What secret could there be?”

“I suppose we’d have to ask you.” Jian Luo responded, stretching out an arm to rest on his shoulder, “So, what happened last night?”

Bai Jue, “…”

These two undoubtedly came as a pair, even their lines sounded so alike.

Especially with this gossipy gaze, as if it was copied and pasted.

He shrugged off the hand and walked around the two of them, exiting the kitchen.

“Why are you two acting like women, so gossipy?”

Black Jack and Jian Luo exchanged glances. Something was up.

Jian Luo caught up to him and slung an arm around his shoulder. “Bai Jue, it’s not right to hide things from your brothers. You know everything about us. If you hide things from us, that’s not nice.”

The kind of woman who could make Bai Jue drown his sorrows in alcohol was extremely rare.

“Get out of my face.” Bai Jue shoved him away and flopped down on the sofa.

Jian Luo didn’t give up. He sat right next to him and pressed, “What happened last night? Was it that woman from the phone the other day? Did she dump you?”

“Ahhh!”

Bai Jue leaned his head back and closed his eyes, howling.

Jian Luo was startled, looking at him as though he were a lunatic, while Black Jack remained calm, propping his leg up on the table, obviously at ease.

Suddenly, Bai Jue stopped mid-howl and swept his gaze over Black Jack and Jian Luo.

“Tell me, are you two just waiting every day for me to get dumped by some woman?”

Before he could say anything, they’d already jumped to conclusions and assumed some woman dumped him. Did they even consider the circumstances? He was such a handsome and suave man, would he be the one getting dumped?

Ridiculous.

“So, you really did get dumped?” Jian Luo went straight to the point.

Bai Jue felt a lump in his throat. Could this conversation proceed smoothly, please?

He took a deep breath, “No.”

“Then why were you drowning your sorrows in alcohol last night?” Jian Luo asked again.

Bai Jue replied, “It was just a whim. Do I need a reason to drink?”

“Others might not, but you do. The moment you walked in last night, you gave off a vibe of someone who’d just been dumped. Bai Jue, actually, being dumped isn’t anything to be ashamed of. Black Jack and I won’t make fun of you.” Jian Luo patted his shoulder, speaking with a smile.

Bai Jue glowered at him, grabbed his hand and shrugged it off.

If he could rein in that lecherous smile on his face a little, he might just manage to believe him.

“For the eight hundredth time, I wasn’t dumped by a woman. Do you understand?”

Jian Luo shook his head, grinning from ear to ear, “I don’t believe you. If you won’t talk, then I’m going to ask my sister.”

Hearing that he was going to ask Jian Qing, Bai Jue’s pupils constricted.

Jian Qing was somewhat acquainted with Zhan Mingyan. If this issue got to Jian Qing, and she started to gossip about it, then he would be in real trouble.

“Jian Luo, your sister is pregnant now, just let her peacefully take care of herself, don’t go bothering her.”

Jian Luo’s eyes sparkled, “Sure, then you just have to spill the beans.”

Bai Jue felt a chill under his gaze and rubbed his forehead, “Someone confessed to me, that’s all there is to it.”

Jian Luo raised an eyebrow, “A woman?”

“Yes.” He nodded.

“How did you respond?”

Given all the people who had confessed to him, he should be used to it. He shouldn’t have been behaving like he was last night.

Bai Jue looked down, “I rejected her.”

“Since you’re the one who rejected her, why would you need to drown your sorrows? Black Jack and I thought you were the one who got dumped.” Jian Luo looked at him, puzzled.

“Bai Jue, you didn’t do something to her, did you?

Bai Jue chuckled at the absurdity of it all, grinding his teeth as he replied, “Jian Luo, can you at least hope for something good to happen to me? What could I have possibly done to her?”

Could they still be brothers at this point? It’s really…

Jian Luo curiously asked, “How far did you and that woman go? Why haven’t I heard you mention her before, have we met her?”

“You haven’t met her.” A flicker of discomfort passed through Bai Jue’s eyes as he quietly replied.

Opposite him, Black Jack glanced at him and smirked.

“Then how far did it go?” Jian Luo circled back to the same question.

Bai Jue tilted his head to look at him, “What do you think?”

“Did you hold hands?” Jian Luo asked.

Bai Jue stroked his chin, thinking back to the image of him pulling Zhan Mingyan along.

“That can be considered, I guess.”

Jian Luo again asked, “What about hugging?”

Hugging?

The image in Bai Jue’s mind switched to the incident of the car race the day before.

“I suppose there was?” He replied uncertainly.

Zhan Mingyan had hugged him from behind, even though it was because of the car race, it still counted as a hug, right?

At this, the gleam in Jian Luo’s eyes deepened, “How about kissing?”

Bai Jue furrowed his brows, still tasting the soft sensation of a woman’s lips on his.

“Maybe?”

Even though he hadn’t initiated it.

Listening to him answer all his question with uncertainty, Jian Luo was at a loss for words and knocked him on the head.

“What terrible answers you’ve given. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, it didn’t. What does ‘I guess’ mean? Since when did you become so shy, Bai Jue?”

“Hey, that really hurts.” Bai Jue, holding his head and grimacing, said.

Jian Luo snorted lightly, “Pain is what you deserve.”

“I’ve answered your questions; what more do you want?” Rubbing his head, Bai Jue complained, “You were the one who wanted to ask.”

Was it his fault that the answer wasn’t satisfactory?

“You’ve hugged and even kissed her, why did you still reject her? The old Bai Jue wouldn’t have done that.” Jian Luo’s eyes scrutinized him and spoke somberly.

“Could it be that you just wanted to fool around, but once she became serious, you chickened out?”

Bai Jue was irritated, “What do you mean ‘fool around’? Do you think I’m that kind of person?”