Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 224 - 224 224 Why is it his oldest brother (4)_1

?Chapter 224: 224, Why is it his oldest brother? (4)_1 Chapter 224: 224, Why is it his oldest brother? (4)_1 “Jian Qing, no matter why you are here today, please stop now and stop making a scene.” An Zhonghui, who has never experienced being ignored, stared at Jian Qing with a grim face.

Jian Qing raised her eyebrows slightly, as if she had heard some big joke, “I came in and was met with mockery. Could it be that because I haven’t been back for a while, someone thinks I’m a pushover and easy to manipulate?”

Her cold voice was deafening, exploding in the ears of all present.

“Jian Qing, watch your tone, he’s your—” Zhou Qi, wearing an annoyed expression, looked at Jian Qing unhappily. The word “grandfather” was on the tip of her tongue but she could not utter it.

“What?” Jian Qing smiles sarcastically, “Let’s not talk about family ties, it makes me sick.”

“You… don’t forget your place.” Zhou Qi’s face turned bluish-purple in anger, putting on quite a show.

Jian Qing scanned everyone’s faces, her gaze lingering a few seconds longer on An Chong and Zhao Xuan, “Since everyone is so interested in yesterday’s rumors, I might as well satisfy everyone’s curiosity.”

After that, she turned to look at Jian Luo, smiling faintly.

“Luoluo, everyone hasn’t seen you for a long time, say hello to them.”

Upon hearing this, everyone was confused, unable to understand Jian Qing’s meaning.

Jian Luo took off his sunglasses, and his gentle handsome face immediately grabbed everyone’s attention, leaving An Zhonghui and the rest shocked.

“Long time no see, I am Jian Luo, or perhaps the An Yan you once despised.” He played with his sunglasses, lips lifting into an intriguing curve.

Boom, An Zhonghui and the rest were stunned, their minds blank.

An Yan? Jian Luo?

Jian Qing’s brother of the same mother.

An Zhonghui stared hard at Jian Luo, his brow furrowed.

Impossible, how can this be?

This face and the aura around him, clearly resembled that of Azhe’s.

What on earth is going on?

Although his two sons looked slightly similar, the nuances between Azhe and Achong were entirely different, which he could tell at a glance.

What exactly happened back then, that made things turn out this way?

“Crash—”
A glass was smashed to the floor, splashing water about.

An Chong’s pupils narrowed, and he accidentally knocked over a glass while getting up.

Everyone looked at him, puzzled by his sudden loss of composure.

Even when Jian Qing first appeared at the banquet, despite him being shocked, he had not lost his composure as he did now.

“Achong!” Zhao Xuan noticed him staring at Jian Luo and felt a hint of displeasure.

An Chong seemed not to hear, with his gaze fixed on Jian Luo. The fog of confusion in his heart seemed to lift somewhat, but another great mystery was appearing before him.

Indeed, if you don’t look closely, someone might think that Jian Luo looks a lot like his younger self. But he is involved in this, he had never touched Yun Xi back then, Jian Luo and Jian Qing could not possibly be his children.

But this Jian Luo looks a bit like him, or more accurately, like his elder brother, Azhe!

At this thought, An Chong subconsciously looked at his father. His face of shock and complexity indicated that he likely recognized it as well.

It seemed that his initial guess was correct.

The twins that Yun Xi had carried were not the children of other men but those of his elder brother, Azhe!

His eyes turned gloomy, his fist at his side clenched tight.

How could this be?

Why were the children in Yun Xi’s womb those of his elder brother? What on earth is going on?

Jian Qing noticed the change in An Zhonghui and An Chong’s expressions and suppressed the doubt in her heart, watching the two of them without any expression.

Apart from An Zhonghui and An Chong, everyone else’s gaze shifted between Jian Luo and An Chong, fully believing that Jian Luo was An Chong’s illegitimate child.

“Jian Qing, what do you mean by this?” Zhou Qi did not dare to look at Jian Luo and asked angrily.

Jian Qing perked her ears, upon hearing the approaching rustle behind her and smiled lightly.

“What are you all doing? Are you planning to start a grand brawl?”

The authoritative voice mixed with the sound of a wheelchair rubbing against the ground. Autumn Bo pushed Mr. An into the room.

As soon as Mr. An arrived, members of the An family including An Yu were like frightened rabbits, not daring to interfere.

Hearing that deep and vicissitudinous voice, Jian Luo’s body stiffened slightly and he stopped fiddling with his sunglasses.

“Qing girl, why didn’t you tell me earlier when you came.” Seeing Jian Qing, Mr. An showed a kind smile on his face, his tone softened significantly.

“Miss Qing!”

Aqiu nodded slightly at Jian Qing. Seeing the person standing next to her, he had a bold premonition.

“Master!” Aqiu put his hand on Mr. An’s shoulder and whispered a reminder.

As Mr. An followed where Aqiu was pointing, his heart leapt as he took in the sight of the man standing next to Jian Qing. His skinny hands trembled slightly.

“Qing girl, who is this—” His voice choked up a bit.

Jian Qing nodded slightly, speaking indifferently, “Luoluo.”

Jian Luo’s fingers, which had been toying with his sunglasses, tightened. He turned his bland face around and when he saw the old man sitting in the wheelchair, memories from when he was four flooded back.

Mr. An looked at Jian Luo’s face, unable to satiate his eyes. His eyes reddened, and although he had survived many hardships over half his lifetime, he was nervous at this moment.

“Aqiu!”

He pulled vigorously on Aqiu’s hand, bringing some calm to his excited heart.

To put it bluntly, among the entire An family, the one who knew Mr. An best was not anyone else but Aqiu.

He patted Mr. An’s back, signaling him to remain calm.

“Master, the doctor said you cannot get too excited.”

His gaze surreptitiously moved to Jian Luo. Seeing him in person, he was much more amazed. He truly resembled him a lot.

Seeing Mr. An’s reaction, An Chong became even more convinced of his guess. Feelings of disappointment, anger, unwillingness, and betrayal surged forth from his heart.

Zhao Xuan saw his expression from the corner of her eye and presumed he felt guilty seeing Jian Luo and was remembering Yun Xi, leading to a whirlwind of sadness and jealousy.

“Qing girl, let’s continue this conversation in my study.” Mr. An eventually found his composure, with his gaze still fixated on Jian Luo.

Jian Luo tilted his head, toying with the sunglasses in his hand.

“Ok.” Jian Qing reached out and took Jian Luo’s hand.

Aqiu pushed Mr. An into the elevator, followed by Jian Qing and Jian Luo. The elevator doors closed, blocking everyone else’s view.

“What’s the big deal? It’s just an illegitimate child. Why is the old man so emotional?” Yang Xiang was clearly discontent, grumbling under his breath.

An Yu looked up to see his father staring unblinkingly at the closed elevator doors. A flicker of jealousy crossed his eyes.

As if Jian Qing wasn’t enough, now there’s also a Jian Luo, how unfortunate.

An Zhonghui glanced at An Chong, seeing him looking listless. He decided that he has to speak with Mr. An later to clarify what had happened years ago.