Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 754 - 754 740 Check out and leave (4)_1

Chapter 754: 740, Check out and leave (4)_1 Chapter 754: 740, Check out and leave (4)_1 Jian Qing gazed down at the half-eaten dessert on her plate, no longer interested in taking another bite. Only when she was left with half a glass of juice did she get up.

She was wearing a light purple long dress, its loose style unable to conceal her bulging pregnant belly. Standing up, her pregnant belly appeared even more prominent.

Song Xirou looked at Jian Qing’s protruding pregnant belly, jealousy welling up in her heart, seemingly threatening to swallow her sanity.

She does not deserve to carry Jingwu’s child. Jian Qing does not deserve this.

Jian Qing, don’t you dare give birth to his child. Don’t you dare.

By the time Jian Qing paid the bill and left the cafe, Xirou’s gaze still followed her.

Watching Jian Qing enter JK International, her hands lying on her knees clenched into fists, her bright red nails digging into her palms, yet she felt no pain.

“Xirou, Xirou!”

An Yu called her urgently, and only then did Song Xirou move her gaze away.

“What happened?” She asked with a smile on her face.

An Yu tentatively asks, “Is there any resentment towards Jian Qing left in your heart?”

“What good is resentment, I’ll never be a match for her anyway.” Song Xirou sighed and feigned a completely resigned expression.

“Forget it, let’s leave it at that. As long as I don’t provoke her and she doesn’t bother me, we can coexist peacefully.”

An Yu held her silence, quietly looking at her, but in her heart, she didn’t completely believe Xirou’s words.

Returning to the top floor, Jian Qing saw a swarm of executives pouring out of the meeting room.

“Greetings, madam!”

“Greetings, madam!”

Many executives were quick to show their respects to Jian Qing and took the initiative to move aside to prevent accidentally bumping into her.

Now their CEO’s wife was carrying the future heir of JK International; any mishap would be unthinkable.

“Hmm.” Jian Qing had a faint smile. Seeing them rushing to the elevator with documents in hand, she found it rather amusing.

It seemed that Jingwu had just given everyone a scare in the meeting room.

“Sweetheart!” Quan Jingwu emerged from the meeting room and rushed over as soon as he saw her.

“How come you’re out here alone?”

Jian Qing saw his concerned expression, smiled lightly, and tenderly touched her pregnant belly, “Who says I’m alone? I have our baby with me.”

“You!” Quan Jingwu lightly pinched her nose, his voice doting, “Where have you been?”

Jian Qing grinned at him, “I went to get something to eat at the café across the street, bumped into Khan, too.”

“Khan?” Quan Jingwu asked as he led her back to the office.

“Mhm, Khan went out to get something to eat for Xiya.”

Jingwu, “What do you feel like eating later?”

“I want to eat food from Qianshi Restaurant.”

“Okay.”

Once inside the office, Quan Jingwu picked up his coat and car keys. Seeing this Jian Qing couldn’t help but raise an amused smile.

“Jingwu, are you going to skive off again?”

Quan Jingwu calmly shook his head, “I am on paternity leave.”

“…”

Jian Qing was speechless.

Outside the door, Shen Hao, who was carrying a bunch of documents, was stopped dead in his tracks hearing this. He was mentally crumbling.

When will he take paternity leave?

If he continues to work overtime like this, wouldn’t he stay single forever?

While he was in thought, Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing had already reached him.

“Shen Hao, what are you doing standing here?” Jian Qing looked at the documents in his arms and gave a knowing smile.

Seems like Shen Hao will have to handle this pile of documents himself.

Quan Jingwu tossed him a casual glance. With a long face, Shen Hao said, “I was just taking a break. I’m going back to the office now.”

Saying this, he carried the pile of documents and went back where he came from.

Quan Jingwu smirked, satisfied. He then took his wife and left.

“Jingwu, aren’t you being a bit unfair?” Inside the elevator, Jian Qing looked up at him, her eyes filled with teasing surprise.

The hand that Quan Jingwu had around her waist tightened, keeping her close. Lowering his gaze to look at her, his thin crimson lips parted slightly, “Baby, where was your husband unfair, hmm?”

“Everywhere!” She couldn’t help but laugh.

Quan Jingwu caressed her cheek, lowered his head, and softly brushed his lips against her rosy lips, “How about now?”

“The most unfair.” Jian Qing lightly patted his chest, smiling with her eyes almost closed.

The elevator door opened with a ‘ding’.

Quan Jingwu exited the elevator with his arm around Jian Qing, “Be careful.”

Inside the spacious garage, Quan Jingwu’s car stood alone. The sleek black sports car was an eye-catcher.

Jian Qing got into the car. After Quan Jingwu closed the door behind her, he walked around to the other side to get in.

The black sports car revved up and left. From behind a large pillar not far away, a tall figure in black emerged, radiating an imposing aura.

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

“Master, target locked. When do we strike?”

“Yes, I understand.”

After these short two sentences, the man hung up the phone and walked away.

In the sunlight, a silver sports car boldly parked at the hotel entrance, grabbing many people’s attention.

Bai Jue stepped out of the car, quickly walked up the steps, and entered the hotel.

“Welcome!”

From the entrance, a chorus of voices from the doormen resonated.

Bai Jue walked up to the front desk with one hand in his pocket. The young lady behind the counter blushed, nearly biting her own tongue as she spoke.

“Sir, may I assist you with anything?”

“I’m looking for a Miss named Zhan Mingyan.” Bai Jue replied.

The front desk attendant nodded, “One moment, please.”

After a short while, she politely smiled, “I’m sorry, Miss Zhan has already checked out.”

“Checked out?” Bai Jue’s gaze hardened, “When did she leave the hotel?”

“She left early this morning.”

At these words, Bai Jue furrowed his brows and abruptly turned around to leave.

Entering his car, Bai Jue slammed the door shut.

She left so soon?

He reached for his phone, just about to dial, when a nasal feminine voice seemed to echo in his ear.

－－We’ll never meet again.

Ha, Bai Jue. You refused her… yet you still want to call her?

He shook his head, put down his phone, and took the steering wheel with one hand.

Forget it. It’s better this way. If they don’t see each other, she might feel a bit better.

Zhan Mingyan, I’m sorry!

He let out a soft sigh, started the car, and drove off.