Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

What Kahn said to her in the coffee shop came to her mind again. He said that Quan Jingwu looked at her differently. Now even Yifei said so. Could it be...

Jian Qing's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, and she had a faint premonition in her subconscious.

That premonition tapped at her heart, as if it wanted to awaken something. A complex and indescribable feeling surged in her chest, as if it would swallow her up in the next second.

This feeling was both strange and irresistible. Perhaps there was also a joy she had never had before.

"Jian Qing, are you still listening? Hello, Jian Qing." Quan Yifei's anxious voice came, pulling Jian Qing back to her thoughts and responding to her softly.

"Listening."

Hearing her speak, Quan Yifei seemed to be relieved, sighed softly, and then his voice became serious, "Jian Qing, do you really have no feelings for my third brother? Or do you really have a boyfriend?"

Does she still remember seeing "Meng Er" displayed on her phone at Qianshizhai before? Could that person really be Jian Qing's boyfriend?

If that's the case, then things are complicated. We can't let the third brother steal someone's girlfriend, right?

Before Quan Yifei could think of anything, Jian Qing's voice rang out, "No."

"What do you mean no? Do you have no boyfriend or do you have no feelings for my third brother?"

"Boyfriend."

Hearing this, Quan Yifei, who was always teased by Quan Mingxuan for being slow to react, immediately reacted and asked, "So, you have feelings for my third brother?"

Jian Qing raised her hand and unconsciously touched the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye. The spring color in her eyes deepened. After a while, she said, "I don't know."

To be honest, she didn't hate him. Except for Luo Luo and Black Jack, she always looked distant from others. Bai Jue and the others were friends of life and death to her, and even more so family members. As for Quan Jingwu, what was his definition? She herself didn't know.

Perhaps, it was because he and she were too similar in some ways, and she saw her own shadow in him, so she didn't resist his approach.

These three short words poured cold water on Quan Yifei, making her a little anxious. What does "not knowing" mean? It really made her worry so much!

"Jian Qing, use your smart head. With my third brother's personality, if he really didn't fall in love with someone, he would never do this. For you, he peeled shrimp for someone for the first time. In order to make you happy, he asked An Yu and the others to get out without saying a word. Don't you feel that he treats you differently?"

Quan Yifei almost couldn't catch her breath after speaking a long paragraph without stopping.

"Really?" Before the words fell, the scenes of meeting Quan Jingwu were played in her mind one by one, and Jian Qing's voice became very light, murmuring in a low voice.

"Yes, I am very sure and certain, Jian Qing, people like my third brother, once they fall in love, it will be for life." She can guarantee this. Grandma and Third Aunt often say this. The third brother seems to be indifferent and unapproachable, but once he falls in love, he must be the most affectionate person in the Quan family.

Jian Qing tightened her grip on the phone, as if to ease the restlessness in her heart, "Yifei, let's talk about this later, I'm hanging up first."

"Okay, see you tomorrow." She could only stop at this point, and she couldn't force it. Jian Qing didn't resist at the first time, which meant that she should also have feelings for the third brother. It was enough to know this.

Jian Qing also had selfish motives when she hung up the phone. She was afraid that if she listened to Quan Yifei's words, her heart would be more confused.

After answering the phone, Jian Qing suddenly didn't feel very hungry. Thinking of Quan Jingwu who was still in the living room, she didn't dare to stay in the room for too long, for fear that he would rush up the next second.

She closed her eyes and shook her head hard, trying to put aside all the things that bothered her mind. When she opened her eyes again, her eyes were clear.

Just pretend that nothing had happened, well, that's it.

After going downstairs, Jian Qing saw Quan Jingwu standing in front of the couch, holding her drawing paper in his hand. As soon as she came downstairs, Quan Jingwu knew it. He turned around with the drawing paper and looked at her with his purple eyes, "Your painting is very beautiful."

Jian Qing smiled slightly, "Thank you for your compliment."

Putting down the drawing paper, Quan Jingwu walked in front of Jian Qing, and the distance between them shortened. When she raised her eyes, she seemed to be able to feel the cold fragrance on him. Jian Qing subconsciously took a step back. Her little movements were seen by Quan Jingwu, and his purple eyes darkened.

"Eat first." The big hand naturally rubbed the top of Jian Qing's head, staying for only a few seconds, and the action was so fast that even Jian Qing had no time to react.

The outside world said that Quan Jingwu was cold by nature, iron-blooded, and not close to women. Why didn't he show it at all when it came to her?

Jian Qing hummed calmly and walked to the dining table first.

At the dining table, Jian Qing randomly chose a seat to sit down. As soon as her butt touched the chair, a bowl of soup was placed in front of her.

"This soup is good for your stomach, drink more."

Jian Qing took the spoon, and a warm feeling passed through her heart, "Thank you."

Quan Jingwu sat down opposite her, and seeing that Jian Qing had not touched the plate of shrimps, he understood what was going on, and reached out to bring the whole plate of shrimps to him, and slowly peeled the shrimps.

In those slender jade-like hands, whole shrimps were freshly baked one after another, and all were put into a clean bowl, and finally the small bowl was pushed in front of Jian Qing.

"Actually, you don't..." Jian Qing looked at the shrimps in the bowl piled up like a small hill, and her throat was a little itchy.

"Don't you like to eat?" Quan Jingwu seemed to know that Jian Qing was going to refuse her next sentence, so Quan Jingwu intercepted her words.

Faced with the determination and refusal in his eyes, Jian Qing was helplessly defeated.

"You can eat it yourself, so you don't have to look after me all the time."

Seeing her picking up the shrimps in the bowl, Quan Jingwu raised his lips with satisfaction. He didn't start eating until the whole plate of shrimps was almost peeled.

As soon as Jian Qing raised her head, she saw the man's elegant eating face. At such a close distance, the man's carefully carved handsome face became clearer and clearer. His narrow eyes glowed with purple light, exuding a bit of evil and exuding an evil spirit. With an arrogant and cold aura, such a man is undoubtedly a well-deserved king.

But now, he was sitting at the dinner table, peeling shrimps and serving soup for her. Jian Qing's eyes drooped, and she remembered what Yi Fei had just said on the phone.

"Do you like painting?" Quan Jingwu started the topic.

"Yeah." Jian Qing remembered that she had just come downstairs and saw him holding drawing paper and answered honestly.

"You and Kahn know each other, friend?" Although he asked, his tone was very firm.

"Yeah." She knew she couldn't hide it from him, so she simply admitted.

Haha, eat first. After eating, you will have the strength to talk about feelings. After Axia works hard to brew it, he will make a big move.