Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 773 - 773 759 My Scenery Overlord Good Morning (2)_1

Chapter 773: 759, My Scenery Overlord, Good Morning (2)_1 Chapter 773: 759, My Scenery Overlord, Good Morning (2)_1 “I heard from the butler that you had a car accident and were in the hospital. How could I have the mood to attend the banquet? So, I just pulled you and hurried back.” Zhang Tong reached out to support her, “How’s the injury? What did the doctor say, is it serious?”

“Just a bit of concussion, some abrasions, and I’ll have to rest my leg for a few days.” Song Xirou said with a forced smile.

“It’s no big deal, don’t worry.”

Zhang Tong helped her back onto the bed. Looking at the bruises and injuries on her face, she was full of concern, “What do you mean, ‘no big deal’? Look at all these wounds on your face. How did you end up in a car accident? Where’s the person who hit you?”

“Mom, don’t look into it further, I’m not seriously injured.” A hint of darkness crossed Song Xirou’s eyes as she spoke, gently pulling her mother’s hand with a somewhat difficult expression.

“That’s unacceptable. You’re hurt like this, we must hold the other party accountable.” Zhang Tong soon unleashed her temperamental and domineering attitude typical of a wealthy lady.

Without investigating who was at fault, she immediately pushed the blame onto the other party, making it seem like her daughter was unequivocally the victim. It was fortunate that there were no outsiders present, or they would have surely been drowned by the criticisms flying their way.

“Xirou, what’s the situation? Was it your fault or the other party’s?” At this crucial moment, Song Yi remained clear-headed, not blindly defending his daughter.

When his words fell on Zhang Tong, who was solely concerned about defending her daughter, she immediately grew dissatisfied.

“Ayi, what are you saying? Can’t you see how badly Rourou is injured? How could it possibly be her fault?”

Song Yi ignored her and looked at Song Xirou, “Xirou, you tell me.”

“It was Quan Jingwu.” Song Xirou lowered her head, muttering out her words.

Upon hearing this, both Song Yi and his wife were taken aback.

Finally, Song Yi was the first to react. He grabbed Song Xirou’s arm and asked urgently, “What exactly happened? Did you hit Quan Jingwu’s car?”

Song Xirou grimaced, “Dad, you’re touching my wound.”

“Ayi, let go of your hand first, we can talk properly.” Zhang Tong pulled off his hand and turned to inspect Song Xirou’s injuries.

“Didn’t I tell you to stop provoking Quan Jingwu?” Song Yi angrily stormed off, his face turning a grim shade of blue, “Haven’t you learned your lesson from last time?”

“Dad, do you think I wanted to have a car accident? It was an accident, I couldn’t do anything about it.” Song Xirou protested indignantly.

“Exactly, who could have anticipated something like a car accident?” Zhang Tong chimed in from the side.

“You shut up.” Song Yi roared.

Zhang Tong fell silent at his sullen expression.

“Did Quan Jingwu get hurt too?” Song Yi asked.

“No, he didn’t get injured. He didn’t say a word and just left after the accident.” Mentioning this, Song Xirou couldn’t help but let her inner anger burst forth.

Song Yi gave her a skeptical look, “Really?”

“Yes, Shen Hao was in his car at the time, if you don’t believe me, you can ask him.” Song Xirou replied.

After pondering for a moment, Song Yi said thoughtfully, “Alright, you should rest up. I’ll look into the matter. If it’s Quan Jingwu’s fault, I’ll get justice for you.”

After expressing his concern for Song Xirou, Song Yi prepared to leave.

“Stay here and look after Rourou. I have some business to deal with at the company, I’ll be back tomorrow.”

Knowing that the company had a lot of matters to handle, Zhang Tong didn’t cause a fuss, “Alright, don’t work too late, make sure you rest early.”

With that, she turned around, and looked at Song Xirou, “Rourou, I’ll walk your dad out, I’ll come back to keep you company soon.”

“Alright.”

Watching Song Yi and his wife leave, Song Xirou rubbed the wound on her forehead, a chilly smile traced on the corners of her lips.

Jian Qing, without Quan Jingwu, I’d like to see how you can be so arrogant.

…

Early in the morning, the sunlight emitted a faint golden glow.

The ward was eerily silent.

Jian Qing opened her sleepy eyes and instinctively looked at the person beside her.

However, this time, there was no pair of deep and captivating violet eyes, nor was there a man’s deep and attractive voice whispering her name gently.

Jian Qing slowly sat up, her eyes clear.

She reached out a hand, her fingertips gently touched the distinctly contoured handsome face of the man, “Xiaojing, it’s already morning, how much longer do you plan to sleep, hmm?”

After waiting for a long time, the only response she received was a silent silence.

She withdrew her hand, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and went into the bathroom.

After freshening up, Jian Qing looked at herself in the mirror, curved her lips in an attempted smile, but found that she couldn’t smile at all.

Heh, a Jian Qing without Quan Jingwu can’t smile anymore.

She turned around and left, poured a glass of warm water to drink, then refilled the glass, picked up a cotton swab, and returned to the bedside.

She pulled the chair open and sat down, wet the cotton swab with water, and gently wiped the man’s thin lips.

“King Jing, you big lazy bug, still not getting up after sleeping so long. No lazing around now, hurry up and get up to have breakfast with me and the baby, got it?”

She spoke slowly, her gaze at the man filled with warm radiance.

After a moment, she put down the cotton swab and leaned in to kiss his lips.

To my King Jing, good morning!

By the time she left, only Bai Jue was left in the small living room outside.

“You’re awake, how’s your body? Any discomfort?” Hearing noise from behind him, Bai Jue turned around and saw it was Jian Qing who had woken up.

Jian Qing shook her head and walked over to sit across from him.

“Where are Luoluo and the others?”

“They went to get breakfast for you.” Bai Jue replied.

The moment Bai Jue stopped talking, the door swung open and Jian Luo walked in.

“Sister, you’re awake.”

Jian Luo put the bags in her hand on the table and sat down next to her.

“Black Jack and I bought you a lot of food, and it’s still warm. You should have something to eat.”

Next to her, Black Jack opened the bag, revealing the still-steaming porridge inside. He picked up a spoon and handed it to Jian Qing.

“Jian, give it a try.”

Jian Qing took the spoon and lowered her gaze to the porridge. Looking at the steaming seafood porridge, she couldn’t help but reminisce.

The seafood porridge that King Jing made is the most delicious.

“Sister, what’s wrong? Don’t you like it?” Jian Luo asked gently upon seeing her not moving at all.

Bai Jue peered at the porridge they had bought and immediately realized what was going on.

These two idiots really didn’t know that Quan Jingwu often cooked seafood porridge for Jian Qing, did they?

He cleared his throat and said, “Jian Qing, the porridge is still warm, you should eat something. If you continue like this, you’ll be malnourished. Don’t forget you’re carrying twins, not just one baby.”

Hearing this, Jian Qing nodded and began eating.

“Bai Jue, here’s yours.”

Jian Luo took out a cup of coffee and handed it to him.

Bai Jue picked up the coffee and took a drink before casually asking, “Jian Qing, why did you call the Nether Army folks here?”

Jian Qing’s gaze was tranquil, as if all emotions had been fully consumed by her obsidian-like eyes. She ate her breakfast unhurriedly.

After a while, she put down the lunchbox, putting an end to the enduring silence.

“The people who kidnapped me didn’t succeed. They won’t back down so easily.”