Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 940 - 940 926 havent you seen it (2)

Chapter 940: 926, haven’t you seen it (2)? Chapter 940: 926, haven’t you seen it (2)? Actions meant for servitude, when performed by him, didn’t carry the slightest hint of inferiority; instead, they shone with an inherent nobility that couldn’t be concealed.

Jian Qing looked down at him, her face a picture of astonishment.

From the information she had gathered, Quan Jingwu, the man who thought the world of himself, unexpectedly took care of such a minor matter as lacing a woman’s shoes. It truly was somewhat unbelievable.

“Let’s go.”

Quan Jingwu stood up and naturally took her hand, pulling her to her feet.

“I can walk on my own.”

Jian Qing shook off his hand and, walking ahead of him, quickened her stride down the stairs.

Ever since his arrival, she had been unable to think straight, and her current state of mind could only be described in four words.

Utterly rattled!

Quan Jingwu watched his empty hand, his gaze darkening.

Downstairs, Jian Luo and the others had finished eating and were sitting in the living room, occasionally attentive to any noises from upstairs.

As footsteps echoed down the stairwell, all three looked up in unison.

Seeing Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu one after the other descending the stairs, they sensed an unusual atmosphere.

Jian Luo, with his keen eyes, noticed Jian Qing’s hastened steps and his gaze flickered.

He couldn’t help but let his imagination run wild. Did Quan Jingwu do something to his sister upstairs just now?

Stepping down the stairs, Jian Qing walked straight to Jian Luo and sat next to him.

In that moment, Jian Luo felt the dagger-like glares from Quan Jingwu piercing him.

He rubbed his arms and pursed his lips.

Why glare at him? It wasn’t as if he was the one who caused his sister to lose her memory.

He should have refrained from speaking well of him in the first place.

Quan Jingwu gave Jian Qing a glance. She, lowering her head to avoid his gaze, caused his eyes to darken further, and he stepped into the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of running water in the kitchen, Jian Qing lowered her voice and asked, “Who brought him here?”

She had yet to sort out the memories she had lost, and with Quan Jingwu suddenly appearing, she didn’t know how to confront him.

“Sis, seeing him, do you really not remember anything?” Jian Luo inquired.

Jian Qing shook her head.

Jian Luo, “Then what were you talking about up there for so long?”

“Nothing much,” Jian Qing whispered even more softly.

Black Jack and Bai Jue exchanged glances. There was definitely something going on.

“Luoluo, did he often help me dry my hair before?” Jian Qing, unsettled, couldn’t help but ask.

Jian Luo glanced at her hair, which wafted a light fragrance, and nodded slightly, “Not often, but whenever you two were together, he was always the one to dry your hair.”

In the end, he couldn’t resist adding a snarky comment, “Sis, have you really forgotten how lazy you’ve been about drying your hair after washing it?”

A muscle twitched near Jian Qing’s eye.

This brat, couldn’t he resist teasing her at every possible chance?

She might be a bit lazy, but there was no need to put it so bluntly.

“How do you know? Have you watched?” she asked skeptically.

Jian Luo replied, “Not just me, Black Jack and Bai Jue have seen it too.”

Jian Qing looked at Black Jack and the others with probing eyes. Upon seeing them nod, she was at a loss for words.

“Jian Qing, sometimes even eating is something he’d feed you, in front of Quan Jingwu, you have reached new heights of laziness,” Bai Jue criticized.

Pfft —

That hurt.

Jian Qing felt as if two small knives had stabbed her in the chest.

But the criticism was far from over as Black Jack chimed in, “Frankly speaking, Jian Qing, Quan Jingwu has practically spoiled you to the point of being disabled.”

“…”

There goes the little ship of friendship.

Jian Qing spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Were they even her friends anymore?

“Right, sis, I’ll go get something for you.” Suddenly remembering something, Jian Luo got up and ran to the large bookcase nearby, searching for something.

Jian Qing raised an eyebrow and waited quietly.

Before long, Jian Luo came back holding a photo album.

He sat back down on the sofa and handed the album to her, “Sis, take a look at this, maybe it’ll jog your memory.”

Jian Qing took it, and under the delicate album cover was her own handwriting.

When she flipped to the first page and saw the photos inside, her eyes quivered slightly, and ripples surged through her calm heart.

No matter how much they told her, it wasn’t as impactful as a single picture.

The background of the photo was this very living room. She was nestled in Quan Jingwu’s embrace, still holding an unfinished chip in her hand, while the man rubbed her forehead, his dazzling purple eyes brimming with a warm smile, enchanting and bewitching.

And her smile in the photo was a tenderness she had never seen on herself.

Her fingertips lightly brushed over the photo, her lips gently pursed, as she got lost in thought looking at it.

Seeing her immersed in contemplation, Jian Luo and the others didn’t make a sound to disturb her.

After an unknown amount of time, the scent of cooked dishes wafted from the kitchen, tantalizingly delicious.

Jian Qing was so engrossed in the photos that she didn’t even notice Quan Jingwu walking up to her.

He looked down at the photo in her hand, his purple eyes darkened, and he reached out to take the album away. Jian Qing looked up to see it was him, and her hand trying to retrieve the album stopped mid-air.

“It’s time to eat.”

He set down the album and took her hand that was suspended in the air, pulling her up smoothly.

“You, I know where the dining room is.”

The implication being he could let go now.

Quan Jingwu outright ignored that, tightened his grip on her hand, and glanced at her from the side, “Do you want me to carry you there?”

Jian Qing choked, and out of the corner of her eye caught Jian Luo and the others watching with amusement. Her struggling hand immediately stopped, and she obediently followed him.

As they walked into the dining room, Jian Luo and the others exchanged knowing smiles.

It seemed that even with Jian Qing’s memory loss, she was still special towards Quan Jingwu.

In the dining room, the wall lamps on both sides were lit.

As she looked at the colorful dishes on the table, Jian Qing’s stomach embarrassingly growled.

“Gurgle—”

She covered her stomach and coughed lightly.

Quan Jingwu watched her gesture, so familiar to him, and he curved his lip, pulled out a chair for her, and pressed her to sit down.

“Have some soup first.”

He ladled a full bowl of rich broth that wafted a tempting aroma.

“Thank you.”

Remembering what Bai Jue had said earlier, Jian Qing quickly took the bowl from his hand, picked up the spoon, and thanked him.

Quan Jingwu sat beside her, propping his head with one hand, greedily watching her, unable to tear his gaze away.

Jian Qing bowed her head to drink the soup, the rich broth addictive. It seemed she had tasted this flavor somewhere before but couldn’t recall where.

Feeling the man’s intense stare, Jian Qing lost her appetite, despite her hunger.

She put down the bowl, “Can you stop staring at me like that?”

He glanced at the unfinished soup in the bowl and reluctantly withdrew his gaze, picked up the chopsticks, and started removing bones from a big piece of fish.

Seeing Quan Jingwu stop staring, Jian Qing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued with her soup.

Having hardly eaten anything all day, or perhaps because his cooking was too good, the full bowl of soup was quickly finished by her.

She put down the empty bowl, and the next second, a bowl of boneless fish appeared in front of her, “Here, eat while it’s hot.”

Jian Qing looked at the fish in the bowl and then at him, who hadn’t taken a single bite from start to finish, feeling a little bit embarrassed, “Aren’t you eating?”

Quan Jingwu curved his lip, “Are you concerned about me?”

Jian Qing awkwardly changed the subject, “That soup just now was nice.”