Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 935 - 935 921 your Quan Jingwu (2)

Chapter 935: 921, your Quan Jingwu (2) Chapter 935: 921, your Quan Jingwu (2) Bai Jue glanced at his phone, his expression turning strange. Jian Luo urged, “How is it?”

“Mingxuan said Quan Jingwu is at home with Seventeen and the others.”

If Jian Qing had called Quan Jingwu, knowing his personality, how could he possibly be still at home? He would have gone to look for Jian Qing by now.

Given this, it could only prove one thing: Jian Qing had only called Jian Luo and hadn’t informed Quan Jingwu.

“Why would that be?” Jian Luo was somewhat puzzled for a moment.

What exactly was going on with his sister? Why hadn’t she notified Quan Jingwu?

“Don’t panic. Once we see Jian Qing, everything will be clear,” Black Jack soothed.

“Speaking of which, how did Jian Qing end up in Y Country?” Bai Jue propped his chin, lost in thought.

Could it be that Jian Qing was rescued and taken to Y Country?

Black Jack said, “Everything will be clear once we see Jian Qing.”

“Right, Jian Luo, try calling that number again,” Bai Jue said.

Jian Luo replied, “I just tried, but it’s no longer going through. It has become a disconnected number.”

Hearing this, Bai Jue and Black Jack felt a jolt of unease.

As dusk fell, the twilight lost its colors.

Immediately after getting off the plane, Jian Luo tried calling Jian Qing, but the result was the same; the number was disconnected, and no one answered.

By the time they left the airport, the sky had already darkened.

Jian Luo and the others hastened to the address given by Jian Qing. But by the time they arrived, the place was empty.

“Damn it, we’re too late,” Jian Luo cursed in frustration.

“Let’s leave this place first. Since Jian Qing is fine, she will definitely contact us again,” Bai Jue said.

Jian Luo swept a glance over the deserted living room and reluctantly nodded.

Once in the car, Bai Jue took the wheel, while Black Jack and Jian Luo sat in the back.

Staring at the scenery receding outside the window, Jian Luo was somewhat distracted, glancing at his phone from time to time, fearing he might miss a call from Jian Qing.

His anxious emotions were apparent, Black Jack glanced at him and took his hand resting on his knee, “Don’t lose your composure. We’ve waited over three months already. We can afford to wait a little longer, as long as Jian Qing is alright.”

Jian Luo’s thin lips, the color of water, were tightly pressed as he murmured a soft acknowledgment.

Suddenly, the ringtone of the phone echoed in the car.

Jian Luo saw it was an unknown number and hurriedly answered it.

“Sis?”

Bai Jue glanced up at the rearview mirror and slowed down the car.

There was silence on the other end for a few seconds, then a cool voice with a touch of warmth, “Luoluo, it’s me. Where are you guys?”

Recognizing the familiar voice, Jian Luo’s worried heart settled down, “Sis, we’ve arrived in Y Country. Where are you now? We’ll come find you.”

“I’m at the hotel where we used to stay frequently in Y Country. Just come straight here,” Jian Qing said as she dried her damp hair.

“Alright, we’ll be right there.”

The moment he hung up, Bai Jue immediately asked, “Where is it?”

“The hotel where we usually stay in Y Country,” Jian Luo answered.

The hotel belonged to the Jian Family. Whenever they were in Y Country, they liked to stay there. They each had their own exclusive suites at the hotel, so his sister would be safe there.

Bai Jue nodded in understanding, turned the steering wheel sharply, and accelerated.

After finishing the call with Jian Luo, Jian Qing threw aside the towel, took out the hairdryer, and started drying her hair, which had grown a bit longer than before, falling like a waterfall.

The hairdryer hummed, and as she stared at her reflection in the mirror, her gaze grew focused, hearing again the conversation between Shen Yan and the doctor.

Partial memory loss?

What in the world had happened to her, how did she get injured and fall into a coma for more than three months?

She turned off the hairdryer, her smooth, long hair in disarray.

Raising her hand, she looked at the ring on her finger, a trace of confusion flickering through her eyes.

Where had this ring come from?

Typically, wearing a ring on the ring finger signifies that one is married.

Why would she put a ring on her ring finger?

A cloud of fog hovered in her mind, almost swallowing her whole.

She caressed the ring, shook her head forcefully, trying to recall the missing piece of her memory, but the harder she thought, the more her head ached.

Hiss—

She bent over, resting her forehead on the dressing table as a cold sweat broke out.

Her head hurt so much!

Dammit, why couldn’t she remember anything?

“Thump thump thump—”

The urgent knocking on the door indicated the knocker’s impatience.

“Sis, it’s me!”

Upon hearing Jian Luo’s voice, Jian Qing took a deep breath and got up to open the door.

Outside, Jian Luo and the others were frantic, almost on the verge of kicking the door down.

At that moment, the door opened.

The woman was dressed in black casual wear, exuding a natural coolness.

Her stunning beauty was natural and barefaced, still breathtakingly beautiful.

Seeing Jian Qing again after more than three months, Jian Luo’s eyes instantly reddened, and he stepped forward to embrace her without a word.

“Sis!”

His voice was warm, somewhat choked with emotion.

Jian Qing’s lips curved into a slight smile as she raised her hand to hug him back.

“When did my Luoluo become so clingy, hmm?”

Indeed, as Shen Yan had said, she had been unconscious for more than three months. Jian Luo and the others couldn’t find her and must have been worried the entire time.

Black Jack and Bai Jue stood at the door, looking at the smile in Jian Qing’s eyes, and the heavy stone in their hearts finally settled down.

She was finally back!

“Come in, let’s talk inside.”

Jian Qing let go and said to Black Jack and the others as she looked at them.

Jian Luo and the others followed her inside and no sooner had they sat down than Jian Luo hurriedly grabbed his phone to dial Quan Jingwu’s number.

“Luoluo, who are you calling?” Jian Qing saw him with the phone and asked, “It’s so late, don’t disturb Grandpa’s rest, anyway, I’ll go back with you guys in the morning.”

“No, I’m calling Quan Jingwu.” Jian Luo said.

“Quan Jingwu?” She was taken aback.

Jian Luo saw the confusion in her eyes and immediately had a bad feeling.

“Sis, what’s wrong?”

Black Jack and Bai Jue also noticed Jian Qing’s unusual demeanor and their expressions turned weird.

Jian Qing noticed their strange looks, “Why are you all staring at me like that?”

Jian Luo organized his thoughts and asked, “Sis, have you called Quan Jingwu?”

“Who is Quan Jingwu?” she asked.

Before her words faded, Jian Luo and the others were petrified.

After a while, Jian Luo found his voice again, looking at her nervously, “Sis, you’re not joking with us, are you?”

“Quan Jingwu, your Quan Jingwu,” he stressed.

Jian Qing raised an eyebrow, “My Quan Jingwu?”

All three nodded in unison.

“Luoluo, what are you talking about, who is Quan Jingwu?” Jian Qing didn’t understand why the three had such ghost-like expressions.

Seeing that she did not seem to be joking, Jian Luo looked at her in horror, “Sis, what’s wrong with you, how could you not know who Quan Jingwu is.”

Could his sister be cursed, or were all three of their ears broken, hearing wrongly?

“Why should I know who he is?” Jian Qing looked at him with surprise due to his overreaction, “A friend I know?”