Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 836 - 836 Let him give up hope (4)

Chapter 836: Let him give up hope (4) Chapter 836: Let him give up hope (4) “Pfft.” Quan Mingxuan couldn’t hold it in and burst into laughter.

“Hehe.” Jian Luo curled her lips in a warm smile, extended her hand to embrace Maomao, while Khan had already turned to stone on the spot.

His little princess actually thought he wasn’t as handsome as Jian Luo? What happened to daddy being her favorite?

“Maomao, where do you think uncle is handsome, hmm?” Jian Luo asked, smiling as he caressed her little face.

“Handsome everywhere.” Maomao sweetly replied.

“Haha, you clever thing.” Jian Luo chuckled, then raising his eyes to Khan, seeing his deeply aggrieved expression.

“What are you looking at me for? It was your daughter who said I’m handsome. You just heard it yourself.”

Khan’s mouth twitched, the fact that he had heard it himself made it even more distressing.

“Maomao, come here, daddy will hold you.” He reached out his arms to take back his little girl, afraid that if he were any slower, Jian Luo would completely squeeze out his position as daddy.

“No, no, Maomao wants handsome uncle.” Maomao wrapped her arms tightly around Jian Luo’s neck, completely sidelining Khan as her daddy for the handsome uncle.

“…”

Khan’s hands froze mid-air, ruefully watching the little one clinging to Jian Luo.

Was all his effort in raising his daughter for nothing?

“Daddy will take you to see a handsome boy, want to?” Remembering the two little treasures of the Jian Qing family, Khan tempted her.

Jian Luo and the others were left speechless; surely the handsome boy he was referring to couldn’t be Seventeen and Nineteen, could it?

“Handsome boy?”

Maomao tilted her head as if considering Khan’s offer.

“As handsome as uncle?”

“Yes, very handsome, there are two little handsome boys.” Khan continued to coax earnestly.

“Really?” Maomao’s eyes sparkled with interest.

“Of course, when has daddy ever lied to you?” Khan asserted.

“Daddy hold.” Maomao immediately extended her little hands toward her own daddy.

Khan smiled contentedly, picking her up, and as soon as she was in his arms, Maomao couldn’t wait, “Daddy, see the handsome boy, want to see the handsome boy.”

“Alright, alright, don’t squirm, daddy will take you.” She got so excited that Khan almost dropped her.

“I’ll go first, and come back later.”

Watching his retreating figure, Jian Luo shook his head and chuckled, “Black Jack, Maomao has really taken after Xiya.”

A proper little beauty enthusiast.

Black Jack hummed in agreement, the corners of his lips turning up.

“By the way, I haven’t seen Bai Jue around, isn’t he coming to the wedding?” Han Yue asked.

“He just arrived, and in the blink of an eye, I don’t know where he ran off to.” Black Jack said.

On the other side

The sheer curtains swayed with the wind, laughter echoing non-stop.

“This wedding dress is so beautiful.”

Zhan Mingyan, dressed in a bridesmaid gown, walked in and immediately noticed the wedding dress in the room. The pristine dress on the model stand looked luxurious and majestic, especially the scattered diamonds that adorned it, which shone dazzlingly, like the stars in the Milky Way twinkling in the sky.

“Of course, it’s a piece from March, guaranteed to be a masterpiece.” Quan Yifei said with a beaming smile, having been astounded by the wedding dress upon seeing it.

Jian Qing sat at the dressing table, her waterfall-like black hair swept back, leaving only wisps framing her cheeks. Rhee was helping her with her makeup, applying just enough to highlight a breathtaking beauty.

“Jian Qing, you are the most beautiful bride I have ever seen,” Zhan Mingyan said, genuinely praising her from beside her.

Jian Qing laughed softly, looking at Zhan Mingyan in her light cyan long dress and curved her lips, “You also look beautiful today.”

“Hehe, do I look like a lady now?” Zhan Mingyan ridiculed herself.

Jian Qing broke into a smile.

“Alright, hurry up and put on the wedding dress.” Rhee put down the lipstick and said.

“Third brother, how come you’re here?” Quan Yifei was surprised to see the figure appear at the door.

Jian Qing turned to look and, as she caught sight of the man’s delicate eyes, she smiled.

Quan Jingwu stepped in, his eyes reflecting the slightly made-up face of the woman, his thin lips curling up ever so slightly.

“Why haven’t you put on your wedding gown yet?”

“I was about to change when you came in,” Jian Qing said with a smile in her eyes.

“Third Brother, then please help Third Sister-in-law with her gown, we’ll wait outside for you,” Quan Yifei said perceptively.

Quan Jingwu hummed in response, and Quan Yifei and the others walked out together.

For a moment, the expansive room was left with just the two of them.

Quan Jingwu walked over to the model stand, took the wedding gown in hand, and then led her toward the changing room.

“What are you doing?”

Jian Qing looked at him as he reached for the hem of her dress to help her take it off, and she quickly grabbed his hand.

“I’m helping you change into your wedding gown,” Quan Jingwu said calmly.

Jian Qing, “I can do it myself.”

“Are you sure?” he raised an eyebrow, watching her with interest.

Jian Qing glanced at the wedding gown sitting to the side, the complex design making her head ache.

It seemed she was a little unsure now.

She looked at him warningly, cleared her throat, “Don’t try anything funny.”

Upon hearing this, Quan Jingwu chuckled, leaned in close to her ear, and said, “Don’t worry, wife, we have plenty of time tonight.”

“Get lost,” Jian Qing said indignantly.

Knowing that Rhee and the others were waiting outside, Quan Jingwu didn’t delay any further, and it took only about ten minutes to have the wedding gown on her.

“Beautiful!” Quan Jingwu gazed at the figure in the wedding gown and couldn’t help but pull her into his arms, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Jian Qing smiled, and the two of them walked out hand in hand.

As the door opened, exclamations spilled out.

“Sss—”

Outside the door, Quan Yifei and the others were struck by the sight.

The exquisite and lavish wedding gown wrapped around the woman’s delicate figure, her stunning face lightly made up, ethereal and breathtakingly beautiful.

“Third Sister-in-law, impressive,” Quan Yifei gave a thumbs up, clicking his tongue in admiration.

Jian Qing smiled faintly, “Where are Seventeen and Nineteen?”

Quan Yifei said, “Grandfather and the others are holding them.”

“Good for you, Quan Jingwu. The rest of us are out there greeting guests while you hide away in here,” Quan Mingxuan came chasing after the groom.

“Jingwu, the wedding is about to start, you go ahead, we and Little Qingqing will come out a bit later,” Rhee reminded.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her, “Then I’ll go check on Seventeen and the others first.”

“Mmhm,” Jian Qing nodded.

“Jingwu, Chu Yihen is here too, you should see his face, it’s like he stepped in dog shit,” Quan Mingxuan said laughingly as they walked.

Quan Jingwu snorted lightly. Inviting him to the wedding was precisely to let him give up once and for all.

“Have Seventeen and the others had their milk?”

Quan Mingxuan said, “Grandfather just fed them.”

The two talked and walked towards the wedding venue; seeing Quan Jingwu arrive, many guests immediately came up to congratulate him.

“Master Jing, congratulations.”

“CEO Quan, congratulations.”

“Master Jing, your two sons really do inherit from you and Mrs. Quan’s fine looks, absolutely exquisite.”

Finally, the awaited wedding day, Quan Jingwu’s face was filled with a rare smile, not as cold and forbidding as usual.

“Please return to your seats, guests, the wedding is about to officially start,” the MC’s voice came through the microphone.

As he finished speaking, everyone found their seats, with the first two rows occupied by people close and familiar to Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing.