Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 925 - 925 911 gave him an injection (2)

Chapter 925: 911, gave him an injection (2) Chapter 925: 911, gave him an injection (2) Shen Yan’s body swayed, staggering backwards, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly as a numbing pain shot through him.

He lifted his hand to wipe the crimson blood from the corner of his mouth and looked up at him with mocking eyes,

“Have you had enough? If so, I’m not willing to play along anymore.”

“Shen Yan, what exactly do you want? How does bringing me down benefit you?” Shen Hua asked in a cold voice.

“Confidential materials being leaked, do you know how much the group will lose? Don’t you forget how many employees rely on this job throughout the company.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan burst into hearty laughter, his eyes brimming with scorn,

“Shen Hua, do you not feel even a shred of shame saying that? You might as well say it’s because the leak will hinder your takeover of Jian Group, or perhaps it’s about blocking the expansion of your business empire.”

Shen Hua glared at him fiercely,

“Shen Yan, if you dare provoke me again, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Shen Yan sneered,

“As you wish, if you want to fight, I’ll keep you company to the end.”

“Are you forcing me to take action against Jian Luo?” Shen Hua asked threateningly.

“Up to you, if you lay a finger on Jian Luo, I will destroy everything you’ve worked for, including you,” Shen Yan replied calmly,

“We might as well go down together.”

Ada, standing to the side, felt a cold sweat for Shen Yan as he watched the two brothers at each other’s throats.

He just couldn’t understand—his master was his actual elder brother, so why on earth did he insist on siding with Jian Qing and opposing his master, even at the risk of toying with the company?

Shen Hua’s eyes were sharp as swords, and the veins from his forehead to his neck bulged.

“Shen Yan, are you really forcing me to lock you up on the island, hmm?”

“Heh.”

Shen Yan looked at him with a trace of resolution,

“Even if you lock me up, as long as you dare hurt Jian Luo, I will follow through on my promise to destroy all your hard work without fail.”

Shen Hua’s face turned ashen,

“In your heart, they’re more important than me, your brother, aren’t they?”

“Enough, I don’t want to argue with you any longer. If you like it here, then it’s all yours, I’m leaving.”

Having said that, Shen Yan withdrew his gaze and walked past him.

“Bang—”

The sound of things being smashed came from behind, but Shen Yan didn’t look back.

In the living room, fragments of a vase were scattered all around.

Blood dripped from the hand that Shen Hua held by his side, blooming into a wicked red rose as it fell onto the marble floor.

After a long while, his gloomy voice sounded,

“Ada, suspend the actions against Jian Group and JK International, prepare the plane, we’re going back to the island immediately.”

Shen Yan was now determined to oppose him, and he could not afford to gamble his life’s work against his defiance.

After he dealt with the crisis at the company, neither Jian Group nor JK International would be let off.

Ada lowered his head,

“Yes.”

The sky was clear and the sunlight was scorching.

“Whoosh—”

Waves crashed against the rocks as if a horde of thousands of horses were charging with the roar of thunder, spraying water several meters high.

Quan Jingwu and his group had been searching the sea area below Burial Soul Cliff for several days now. Time quietly slipped away, yet Jian Qing’s figure was nowhere to be found, making everyone’s mood grow heavier.

Especially Quan Jingwu, whose aura of hostility was so intense that it was daunting for others to approach, and even Shen Hao and the others kept their distance when speaking to him.

Under the scorching sun, Jian Luo wiped the sweat from his forehead, his fair cheeks flushed with a hint of red. As Jian Qing was still missing, his temper grew increasingly irritable and anxious.

“Luo, have some water first.” Black Jack unscrewed a bottle and handed it to Jian Luo.

Jian Luo took it and gulped down several mouthfuls before raising the bottle and pouring the remaining water over his head.

He shook his head, sending droplets mixed with sweat flying.

Black Jack brushed back his disheveled hair and said warmly, “Don’t panic, we’ll definitely find Jian Qing.”

If they couldn’t keep their cool, Quan Jingwu might just go berserk.

Jian Luo sighed and lifted his eyes to search for Quan Jingwu’s figure.

“Where is he?”

“Over there,” Black Jack pointed behind him.

Jian Luo took a bottle of water, and Black Jack accompanied him as they walked over.

Having searched here for several days straight, Quan Jingwu’s trouser cuffs were wet, then dried, then wet again. He hadn’t slept a wink for days.

Even Jian Luo and Black Jack, who typically enjoyed opposing him, couldn’t bear to see him like this.

Jian Luo stepped forward to stop him, thrusting the bottle of mineral water into his hand, “Quan Jingwu, take a break and have some water first.”

If his sister saw him like this now, she’d probably be heartbroken.

“No need,” Quan Jingwu said with a hoarse voice, throwing the bottle back to Jian Luo.

“Quan Jingwu, even an iron man needs to eat and drink. Do you plan to collapse before we even find Jian Qing?” Black Jack took the water from Jian Luo’s hand and stuffed it back into his.

“We’ll keep looking with you, but you have to take care of yourself. Otherwise, what will Jian Qing do when she returns and sees you’ve fallen because of her?”

Quan Jingwu clenched the water bottle tightly; his usually bright and shining purple pupils were now dim and lightless, soaked with a touch of grief.

My dear, where are you?

It’s been so many days. Don’t you miss me and Seventeen at all?

Taking advantage of the others’ distraction, Bai Jue quietly approached and gave Jian Luo and the others a look. Understanding the signal, Black Jack and Jian Luo nodded.

Bai Jue flipped his wrist, aiming the syringe at Quan Jingwu’s arm.

A feeling of numbness spread, and as Quan Jingwu’s deep gaze met his, the coldness in his eyes almost overwhelmed Bai Jue’s heart.

Big boss, don’t look at him like that. He just wants you to rest for a bit.

In a matter of seconds, the water bottle clattered to the sand, and Quan Jingwu tumbled over, but Black Jack’s quick reflexes caught him.

“Let’s get him onto the boat to rest for a while,” Jian Luo said helplessly as he looked at the man who had fallen asleep, yet still frowned in his slumber.

Black Jack nodded, and Bai Jue came over to help. Together, they supported Quan Jingwu back to the boat to rest.

“What happened?”

Zhan Mingyan, who was preparing food in the boat, was startled to see them bringing Quan Jingwu inside.

“Heatstroke?”

In this sweltering weather, she felt dizzy after staying outside for half a day, let alone Quan Jingwu, who had been searching relentlessly without sleep.

“No, I gave him an injection to let him rest for a while,” Bai Jue explained, pushing the door open, helping Quan Jingwu inside with Black Jack.

After settling Quan Jingwu, Black Jack came out to meet Jian Luo and Shen Hao, who were heading their way.

“How’s the situation?” Bai Jue rolled up his sleeves and asked.

“We’ve searched all around the beach and found nothing,” Shen Hao said, his expression grave.

Jian Luo added, “The Nether Army has searched too, with the same result.”

At that, everyone’s mood worsened even further, their gazes subconsciously drifting toward the room where Quan Jingwu was resting.

If they couldn’t find anyone soon, he might just go mad.

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