Monopolize My Mysterious Wife
Chapter 957 - 957 943 A Life-saving Grace (3)

Chapter 957: 943, A Life-saving Grace (3) Chapter 957: 943, A Life-saving Grace (3) Shen Yan, you really are merciless.

“Master, should we have our people retreat from here first?” Ada asked.

This transaction, for them, couldn’t even adequately be described with the words “heavy losses.” The Second Young Master really went too far this time.

“Notify them to have the base’s people retreat from here tomorrow; everyone else stand by.” Shen Hua instructed, “One more thing, regarding Smith, tell him we will make up for the missing goods as soon as possible. If he insists on compensation, then tell him our cooperation can be considered over from this point forward.”

Even if his goods were delivered late, Shen Hua wouldn’t let anyone threaten or control him.

“Yes, I understand.”

After speaking, Ada looked at Shen Hua, hesitating as if he wanted to say more.

“If you have something to say, just say it.” Shen Hua glanced at him and spoke.

“Master, Jian Qing has gone back. I’ve checked, and it was the Second Young Master who saved her.”

Upon hearing this, Shen Hua’s gaze suddenly turned frosty. It was Ayan again.

“However,” Ada’s tone shifted, and a rarely seen bizarre expression appeared on his otherwise expressionless face.

“However, what? Continue.” Shen Hua said.

“Jian Qing lost her memory. It’s likely a sequelae from jumping off the cliff; she has lost part of her memory.” Ada spoke.

“Memory loss?” Shen Hua bowed his head in contemplation.

After a moment, he curled his lips into a smile, cold as ice.

“Catch A’er as soon as possible for me; if Shen Yan sends people to interfere, show no courtesy.”

An unfaithful dog, of no use to keep around.

Without A’er, Ayan would be like someone who’d lost his left and right arms. If he wanted to help Jian Qing again, it wouldn’t be so easy.

He stood up, took his coat and put it on, “I am going out for a bit; make sure to deal with the things I just told you about quickly.”

“Yes.”

Ada watched his retreating figure, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

…

The continuous heavy rain for two days finally took away some of the oppressive heat of the scorching summer.

After calming the two little treasures to sleep, Quan Yifei pulled Jian Qing out for a shopping spree and even invited Zhan Mingyan to join them.

Although they called it shopping, in reality Jian Qing was just accompanying them — the ones truly splurging were Quan Yifei and Zhan Mingyan.

Having toured most of the mall, Jian Qing could no longer stand it and forcibly pulled them out of the boutiques, taking them directly to a Starbucks.

“Jian Qing, are you really unable to remember anything?” Zhan Mingyan sipped her icy fruit juice, raised her eyes to the person across from her, and asked, “Nothing about Jingwu either?”

Jian Qing nibbled on her cake and hummed in response.

“Have you and Bai Jue been together for a long time?”

Zhan Mingyan’s face showed a hint of bliss when Bai Jue was mentioned. “Not that long, really.”

“When do you plan to invite us for the wedding wine?” Quan Yifei teased.

Zhan Mingyan, “That’s still a long way off.”

“Don’t drag it out, Seventeen and Nineteen are already getting old, you should hurry up, who knows, maybe you’ll have a shotgun wedding or something,” Quan Yifei jested.

Zhan Mingyan rolled her eyes at her, “You better worry about yourself first. Someone without even a boyfriend dares to hurry me?”

“…”

Quan Yifei was at a loss for words.

Jian Qing quietly watched the two of them banter, silently enjoying her cake.

The cake tasted good, Nineteen would probably like it.

“Oh right, sister-in-law, what do you plan to get Third Brother for his birthday?” Quan Yifei turned to the person engrossed in eating cake beside her, asking out of curiosity.

“Birthday?” Jian Qing was taken aback.

“I almost forgot you had amnesia.” Seeing her perplexed expression, Quan Yifei smacked her head, talking to herself.

Jian Qing, “When is it?”

“Just two days from now,” Quan Yifei said.

“Jian Qing, if you forget about Master Jing’s birthday, he’d be heartbroken to death,” Zhan Mingyan said with a chuckle.

Jian Qing put down her little fork and took a couple of sips of her coffee.

His birthday, what should she give him?

After thinking for a while, she turned her face to Quan Yifei, “Yifei, have I ever given your brother anything?”

“Let me think.” Quan Yifei stroked her chin, wracking her brain.

“You’ve bought clothes for him, written love letters, and given roses. As for the rest, I’m not sure.”

The love letters and roses were overheard by her when Master Jing was showing off to his younger brother and Han Yue.

After hearing this, Jian Qing was petrified.

Love letters, roses – aren’t those things men give to women?

How come the roles seemed reversed when it came to her?

“Jian Qing, why don’t you make a cake for Master Jing with your own hands?” Zhan Mingyan suggested helpfully.

A dark line fell from Jian Qing’s head.

Hehe, cake?

Forget it, she didn’t want to give him food poisoning on his birthday.

Quan Yifei, knowing full well Jian Qing’s dark attributes in the culinary arts, hurriedly said, “Let’s forget about the cake. We’ll keep looking around; maybe we’ll find a suitable gift.”

Jian Qing agreed, “Let’s do that.”

In order to find a gift for Quan Jingwu, Jian Qing got a bit more motivated to shop at the mall, but she still didn’t find the right gift when she came back.

The evening breeze was gentle, and the old mansion gradually returned to tranquility.

After tucking the two little treasures into bed, Jian Qing curled up on her own bed, thinking about what gift to give Quan Jingwu, but as she pondered, she drifted off to sleep.

…

In the suburbs, the villa was filled with the smell of medicine.

The entrance was heavily guarded, with surveillance cameras installed every few steps.

In the room, the doors and windows were wide open, light and spacious.

“Yi Kai, how is Master Jing doing?” The man who had just opened his eyes on the bed asked about Quan Jingwu immediately.

Yi Kai, seeing the struggling man trying to sit up, pressed him back down, “Lie down; the doctor said you’re seriously injured and need to rest properly. We went to a lot of trouble to get you back. Those people didn’t kill you, so don’t let yourself fall to your own hands.”

“Then hurry up and tell me how Master Jing is,” the man insisted urgently.

“The boss is fine, just took a bullet in the arm. The wound has been treated,” Yi Kai sized him up, saying, “Ouyang Yu, you were also badly injured last time in J City; this time you almost lost your life. Have you considered changing your line of work?”

“Pssh.” Ouyang Yu scoffed, “Are you trying to poach me?”

“Sort of,” Yi Kai said with a smile as they looked at each other.

“I owe you big time for this one. If it weren’t for you guys, I’d probably be having tea with King Yama by now,” Ouyang Yu joked.

Yi Kai bantered back, “Hmm, so you’ll repay the life-saving favor with your life?”

“Can you be serious for once?” Ouyang Yu, looking at the man in front of him who barely ever spoke seriously, said helplessly.

“I really don’t know how Master Jing chose you as his assistant.”

“Isn’t it obvious? Because I’m handsome,” Yi Kai boasted.

Ouyang Yu, “Get real, how are the other team members’ injuries?”

“Don’t worry, they’re all alive,” Yi Kai said.

Ouyang Yu, “That’s good then.”