Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 777 - 777 763 They are over there (2) _1

Chapter 777: 763, They are over there (2) _1 Chapter 777: 763, They are over there (2) _1 Jian Qing’s gaze shifted, looking at her.

The icy chill that enveloped her made Song Xirou hold her breath, for a moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Subconsciously avoiding his icy gaze, she fought to maintain her composure. “Jian Qing, the building is surrounded by reporters. I don’t want to be hounded by the press while recovering, so if possible, let’s work together.”

Ha!

A wave of contempt deepened in Jian Qing’s eyes when she looked at Song Xirou. “Collaborate with me? Do you think you’re qualified?”

“Jian Qing, what do you mean by that? I’ve been nothing but submissive and yet, you still find every reason to find fault with me. Why?” Even at this point, Song Xirou kept her act of looking weak and pitiful up.

“Don’t forget, the news now is all about Quan Jingwu committing a hit and run, I’m the victim here.”

Jian Qing moved towards her, with each step she took, the tension in Song Xirou’s spine increased.

Finally, Jian Qing stopped in front of her.

Using her height advantage, she looked down at Song Xirou, her gaze profound. “Hit and run? Ha, Song Xirou, do you know what will happen if you try to tarnish my husband’s image?”

My husband.

My husband.

Those words echoed in Song Xirou’s ears, almost driving her crazy.

Lowering her gaze, she dared not meet Jian Qing’s eyes.

“The CCTV footage of yesterday’s accident is the best proof. Jian Qing, I haven’t been making up things. You shouldn’t keep targeting me.”

Jian Qing watched her inquisitively for a moment longer.

After a while, she turned away without a word.

Relief washed over Song Xirou as the distance between them grew. As she watched Jian Qing’s retreating figure, she found it hard to fathom her intentions.

Suddenly, Jian Qing paused in her stride.

She tilted her head to the side, the angle of the light casting a frosty sheen on her exquisite profile. “Song Xirou, do you think you can intimidate me with that CCTV footage?”

Song Xirou was taken aback, even more puzzled by Jian Qing’s thoughts.

“Leave my sight within three seconds, or face the consequences.” Her voice was ice-cold, filled with menace.

Having always been the apple of everyone’s eye, Song Xirou bore the humiliation, grinding her teeth, yet she dared not act up in front of others.

Just you wait, Jian Qing, let’s see how long your satisfaction lasts.

She turned around and left, fuming.

“The air feels fresher now that that piece of trash has left,” Bai Jue commented quietly.

Just outside the door, Song Xirou, who had barely taken a few steps, naturally heard what Bai Jue had said. She huffed in annoyance and quickened her pace to leave.

“Jian, there’s something fishy about that woman,” Black Jack suddenly voiced out.

Jian Qing nodded, her eyes darkening.

“Let’s take Xiaojing home first, we can leave directly from the underground garage.”

Everyone nodded, no one had any objections.

“Black Jack, you go start the car first,” Jian Luo instructed.

Black Jack nodded, turning to leave.

Jian Qing turned to Rhee and others, “Mom, you all go home first, no matter what happens, you don’t have to worry about it, I’ll handle it.”

Quan Hao and Rhee exchanged a glance and nodded.

At this moment, a few shadowy figures appeared in the doorway.

Quan Yifei was nearest to the door. Suddenly seeing several men in matching black suits, memories of the previous men in black flooded back, making her instantly vigilant.

“Who are you? What are you trying to do?”

When Jian Qing saw the men at the door, she reassured, “Yifei, they’re my men.”

Not only was Quan Yifei dumbfounded, Quan Hao and the others were also stunned.

The six men, each clad in a black suit, were expressionless. The moment they entered, the air was suffused with an oppressive aura.

On the side, Jian Luo saw the man standing at the front and his lips curled into a smile.

These were the men of the ‘Xuan’ generation.

The Jian Family’s Nether Army was divided into four squads: Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang. Each squad reported directly to Jian Qing and could be considered the personal guard of the Jian Family’s current leader.

Stopping about a meter away from Jian Qing, the six men put their right fists on their left shoulders before bowing in unison.

“Ma’am!”

Their powerful voices sent a shiver down the spines of the onlookers.

Quan Yifei’s mind had drawn a blank.

She looked at the six men in black with their impeccable uniforms and swallowed hard.

Oh my.

Why was she getting deja vu of an ancient ceremony of kowtowing to an emperor?

Did her sister-in-law have some illustrious title?

Although Quan Mingxuan had guessed that Jian Qing’s identity was not simple, he never inquired about her background. This scene however, was indeed quite shocking.

Could it be that Jian Qing was going to take over as the ruler of the Jian Family and not Jian Luo?

Jian Qing nodded, uttering a short “Hmm.”

“Ma’am, the others are arranged at the hotel,” the man at the front stated in a deep voice.

Jian Qing instructed, “The six of you follow our car.”

“Yes.”

The six men moved to the side, not uttering a word.

Quan Hao watched these men clad in black suddenly appear and he finally felt a sense of relief.

“Jian Luo, come help quickly,” Bai Jue’s voice came from the other room.

Jian Luo hurried into the room, helping Bai Jue to move Quan Jingwu onto the wheelchair.

After packing everything up, the group left the ward together.

Just after turning a corner, a pair of eyes watched as Jian Qing and the others left.

In the dim light, a cold glint flickered in the woman’s eyes.

She took out her phone and dialed a number.

“Reporter Li, the CEO of JK International is about to leave from the underground garage…”

Meanwhile, in the underground garage.

Black Jack sat in the car, seeing Bai Jue and the others come out of the elevator, he rolled down the window and waved at them.

“Bai Jue, over here.”

The car door opened, Bai Jue and Jian Luo working together to lift Quan Jingwu into the car.

“Jian Qing, get in the car first,” Bai Jue opened the car door and said, “Jian Luo, you get in too, I’ll take the Nether Army’s car.”

Jian Qing, now in the car, put her arm around Quan Jingwu, allowing him to lean against her.

She held his hand, a warm look in her eyes, “Xiaojing, let’s go home.”

Jian Luo took one last look at the two of them in the rearview mirror before rolling up all the car windows.

“Black Jack, let’s go.”

The engine roared to life as several cars exited the garage in succession.

“Over there, the CEO’s car is over there,” one reporter pointed out.

“Quick, block them.”

In the car, Jian Luo frowned at the swarm of reporters approaching them in front.

“How do they know this is our car?”

Black Jack slowed down and glanced back at Jian Qing through the rearview mirror. “Jian, do you want me to handle them?”

A cold gleam shot through Jian Qing’s eyes. She took out her phone and dialed a number.

“Get out.”

After uttering those two words, she hung up.

She let go of Quan Jingwu, arranging him comfortably, “Luo Luo, both of you stay in the car, don’t get out.”

“Ok.” Jian Luo, knowing she was in control, obediently nodded in confirmation.

“These reporters are so annoying, it’s so frustrating,” Quan Yifei grumbled, looking out at the reporters blocking the path.