Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 874 - 874 860 Already did my best (2)

Chapter 874: 860, Already did my best (2) Chapter 874: 860, Already did my best (2) “Yuyu, how can you suspect me based on this alone? I’m your mother, do you know how much trouble it would cause me if someone else heard what you just said?” Zhao Xuan said coldly, “Your eldest uncle has now returned to Beijing. If the old patriarch doesn’t make it through this, it’s still uncertain who will take over the An Family.”

“Mom, great-grandpa still hasn’t woken up, how can you talk like this?” An Yu looked at her in disbelief. Even at this point in time, how could her own mother still be scheming?

“Yuyu, I’m doing all this for your sake. If the old patriarch passes away, considering how he always favored your eldest uncle’s side, it’s likely that all of his properties will end up with your eldest uncle and Jian Qing. If that happens, our side won’t get anything. Do you really want to let Jian Qing have everything of the An Family?” Zhao Xuan pulled her to sit on the sofa and said with sincere concern.

An Yu looked at her and suddenly felt like the person in front of her was a stranger, “Mom, I just want to hear the truth from you. Did you really have nothing to do with great-grandpa’s incident this time?”

“Yuyu, saying that really hurts your mother’s feelings,” Zhao Xuan watched her with disappointment in her eyes, mournfully saying, “Is that what you think of me? Even if I had grievances against the old patriarch, how could I possibly do something as terrible as poisoning?”

“Mom, if you say so, I believe you.” Looking at the moisture gathering at the corners of her eyes, An Yu couldn’t bear it, she took her hand and said, “Mom, I know you have always had my and my brother’s best interests at heart. I’m just afraid you might have done something foolish in a moment of confusion. Poisoning great-grandpa is something we absolutely cannot do. Seeing how stern my eldest uncle looked in the ward today really scared me. I’m just afraid it might be related to you, and that you might get caught by him; that’s why I asked you these questions, I didn’t mean anything else.”

“Yuyu, remember, never casually talk about what we just discussed outside, otherwise Jian Qing will definitely take the opportunity to frame us,” Zhao Xuan earnestly admonished.

An Yu nodded, “I understand.”

“It’s getting late. You should go back and rest,” Zhao Xuan smiled satisfactorily.

“Okay.”

As An Yu got up to go, the door closed behind her. Zhao Xuan’s expression darkened instantly.

She could not just sit and wait for doom; she had to take care of An Man now.

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Late at night, the wall lamps shed a soft orange glow.

On the bed, the two little treasures were sleeping soundly, while Jian Qing leaned against it, fiddling with her phone, deep in thought about something.

Quan Jingwu pushed the door and entered, seeing the person on the bed who was still awake, his brows slightly furrowed.

He walked over, took off his shoes, lay on the bed, stretched out his strong arm, and pulled her into his embrace, “Why aren’t you asleep yet?”

His voice was magnetic and rich, like a cello being played.

“I can’t sleep,” Jian Qing settled into his arms, nuzzling his chest.

“Because of the old patriarch’s condition?”

“Yes, Bai Jue said it’s not looking optimistic.”

“Don’t worry, everything will be alright,” he raised his hand to stroke her long hair, speaking softly.

“Xiaojing, I think Zhao Xuan might be involved in this incident.” When in the ward, as Luoluo mentioned that the old patriarch had been poisoned, Zhao Xuan’s expression instantly became a bit unnatural.

Quan Jingwu, “Why do you say that?”

“I had someone check on Zhao Xuan’s recent whereabouts, and it turns out that Xiang Cheng has lately been under her care,” Jian Qing informed.

Given Zhao Xuan’s character, it was unlikely she would suddenly take over caring for Xiang Cheng. Even though An Man was her sister-in-law, their relationship wasn’t close enough to warrant such behavior. Besides, when An Man first had her accident, Zhao Xuan had been indifferent.

Quan Jingwu’s purple eyes darkened, and his thin lips curled into a cold smile, “Who do you think cares about Xiang Cheng the most?”

Jian Qing looked up at him and said softly, “An Man!”

After An Man’s incident, Xiang Cheng’s father had completely abandoned him. Xiang Cheng was always taken care of by Zhou Qi until recently when Zhao Xuan suddenly took over from Zhou Qi, assuming the responsibility of looking after Xiang Cheng.

There must be some ulterior motive behind her sudden actions.

“We’ll know if we investigate An Man,” Quan Jingwu’s lips lightly curved, and he kissed her forehead gently, “Leave it to me. Get some sleep, and we’ll go to the hospital together tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

…

Drizzle flew through the air, without a glimpse of golden light.

In the hospital, the smell of alcohol disinfectant was particularly pungent.

Walking into the ward, Bai Jue was just checking on Elder An, with Jian Luo and Mo Xiao looking on.

“Sister!”

Upon seeing Jian Qing’s arrival, Jian Luo called out.

“How is it, has Great-Grandfather woken up?” Jian Qing asked softly, her gaze low as she looked at the person on the hospital bed.

Jian Luo shook his head, his face tinged with worry.

Bai Jue set down the syringe, his expression grave, “Jian Qing, you all had better prepare yourselves mentally.”

“Bai Jue, what do you mean by that?”

“Although the poison in Elder An is slow-acting, given his age…” Bai Jue didn’t continue, but Mo Xiao and the others understood his implication.

Mo Xiao looked toward Elder An, his face unable to hide his sorrow.

“When can he wake up?” Jian Qing asked calmly.

“At the earliest, he could wake up any moment now, at the latest by this afternoon,” replied Bai Jue.

“I see.”

Jian Qing’s gaze grew heavier, and she turned to Quan Jingwu, “Xiaojing, go bring seventeen and nineteen here. I think Great-Grandfather would be very happy to see them.”

“Mhm.”

Quan Jingwu raised his hand to ruffle her hair and then turned to leave.

“Luoluo, where’s Uncle Qiu?”

“Uncle Qiu has been here all night; I just asked him to go and rest,” answered Jian Luo.

Jian Qing nodded, her eyes downcast as she looked at Elder An who was still unconscious.

Great-Grandfather, I will definitely find out who poisoned you, I promise!

Elsewhere

Within the empty corridor, Zhao Xuan’s hair was slightly disheveled, and her makeup was rather simple, she had been in such a rush that she hadn’t even brought her bag.

She paced back and forth, her gaze occasionally drifting towards the closed door of the ward.

Damn it, why does everything have to happen all at once.

If something happens to Xiang Cheng, what will she have left to threaten An Man with?

Suddenly, the door to the ward opened.

Zhao Xuan took a couple of quick steps forward to meet them.

“Doctor, how is it?” She grabbed the doctor’s arm, asking excitedly.

The doctor’s face showed difficulty, shaking his head in the face of her eager gaze, “I’m sorry, we’ve done everything we could.”

“What?”

Zhao Xuan’s hands fell, and she staggered slightly.

She stared at the doctor with wide eyes, her complexion turning sour, “Aren’t you doctors? I have spent so much money to have you here, I don’t care, you must find a way to save him.”

“Mrs. An, I’m sorry, we really have tried our best,” the doctor said.

Zhao Xuan leaned against the wall, a buzzing in her ears.

If Xiang Cheng is dead, then she has lost her trump card against An Man, and now what? If An Man finds out that Xiang Cheng is dead, she will surely blame her for his death.

What should she do now?