Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 228 - 228 228 the legendary Wall Slam (3)_1

?Chapter 228: 228, the legendary Wall Slam (3)_1 Chapter 228: 228, the legendary Wall Slam (3)_1 “Brother, I was wrong, forgive me one more time, I do not want this arranged marriage, you can’t do this to me, I am your own sister.”

Chu Yihen brushed off her hand and looked at her coldly, “If you weren’t my sister, the consequences would be more than just an arranged marriage. Your impulsiveness and recklessness, do you know how many messes the Chu Family has to clean up because of you?”

Chu Ruohan stared at him and asked, “Brother, what do you mean?”

“You schemed to defame Jian Qing, do you think Quan Jingwu would let you go? Starting from last night, several important partners of Chu Group are demanding to withdraw from the contracts. Do you know how big a price the whole Chu Group will have to pay for your momentary jealousy?” If it were not for the need to handle the mess she caused, he would have returned to Beijing last night.

Chu Ruohan’s pupils shrank, her face in disbelief.

Jiang Fan glanced at his daughter, then at his son. He could not favour one over the other.

“Today, you will stay at home, not allowed to go anywhere. Anyone who disobeys is against me.” Chu Yihen dropped these harsh words, greeted Chu Yan, and turned to leave.

Chu Yan, frustrated, couldn’t bear to watch this spectacle unfold, giving orders for the car to be ready and then left.

“Hanhan!” Jiang Fan asked his servants to leave, approached to pat her shoulder, “You were really too reckless this time.”

“Ah–”
Chu Ruohan could not contain her tears, screamed once, pushed Jiang Fan away, and quickly ran upstairs.

“Ruohan!”

Jiang Fan staggered as she pushed him without warning; watching her retreating figure, he yelled helplessly and with regret.

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Shijin Haoting
After delivering Jian Qing back to Shijin Haoting, Han Yue called to hang out with Jian Luo. Leaving Jian Qing alone at home.

Only the pet puppy, ‘Xueqiu,’ was left to accompany Jian Qing.

The doorbell suddenly rang, causing Jian Qing to frown.

So, who could be visiting at this hour?

Although Xiaojing said that she would come home early today, it shouldn’t be this early, right?

She took a step towards the door, pressed the button next to it to see the visitor, and was slightly taken aback when she saw the person on the screen.

Chu Yihen?

What was he here for?

After mulling it over, she opened the door. The man’s pleasant, handsome face filled her eyes.

“Mr. Chu, is something the matter?”

She stood at the door, asked indifferently, without any intention of inviting him in.

Chu Yihen looked at her, a gentle smile appearing on his face, “Miss Jian, there is something I would like to discuss with you.”

“Hmm?” She nodded.

Chu Yihen’s eyes darkened, and he said ambiguously, “Is Miss Jian planning to talk with me here? Not even going to offer a cup of water?”

“Not convenient.” Jian Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and said calmly. Her Xiaojing is a jealous lover, and chaos might ensue if he found out.

“We can talk here.”

Chu Yihen narrowed his eyes. A trace of annoyance flashed in their depths. Quan Jingwu could stay at her place, but when he wanted to go in, she was so blunt, with a single “Not convenient”, she had blocked his way.

Just as he was about to speak, the woman opposite him looked past him. The clear eyes sparkled, and the smile at the corner of her mouth seemed oddly endearing.

Chu Yihen turned around, following her gaze, and his face immediately turned cold.

The limited edition of the Rolls Royce Phantom shone dazzlingly in the sunlight. Nearly reaching the entrance, the car showed no signs of slowing down and seemed to be even accelerating.

Jian Qing lightly raised her brows, as if she could smell the scent of jealousy coming from her Xiaojing.

With a “bang”, the racing car harshly collided with Chu Yihen’s vehicle. The force was so massive that Chu Yihen’s car was knocked several meters away.

The surrounding area fell into a deathly silence, and a few leaves fluttered in the air.

A glimmer of amusement appeared in Jian Qing’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up to a certain gentleman, although it seemed a bit unkind.

Ah, her Xiaojing was indeed remarkable!

What was that saying again, “cool to death!”

However, to avoid stimulating the victim nearby, she thought it better to keep silent.

The perpetrator, Quan Jingwu, approached without a shred of remorse, his stride confident and powerful.

He mounted the steps, and Jian Qing stepped forward to greet him.

“How come you’re back so early?” she asked, her clear, cold voice now carrying a trace of warmth. Her eyes curved like crescents at the edges.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her, a thin smile on his lips, “If I didn’t return, I was afraid you’d eat ice cream behind my back.”

Jian Qing gave him a startled look and lightly glared at him, the two locking eyes, completely forgetting Chu Yihen was still by them.

“Stop it, you threw all the ice cream in the fridge.”

Quan Jingwu chuckled lightly, his powerful arm wrapping around her waist as if it was the natural thing to do. Jian Qing responded to his move, her mouth curving upward slightly, fully aware of his intention.

Now that his wife was in his arms, Quan Jingwu set his sights on his romantic rival.

His thin lips parted, “My dear, why didn’t you tell me we were having guests? If I had known, I would have come back sooner.”

Listen to his words, with utterly authoritative control.

As the two men faced each other, it was instantly apparent who held the upper hand.

Jian Qing chuckled in her mind. A jealous Xiaojing always managed to be cute!

Chu Yihen’s smile faded, his gaze turning cold, “I’m sorry for the rumors about you on behalf of Ruohan. I owe you a favor. If you need help in the future, don’t hesitate to come to me.”

“There’s no need for that. It would be better if Mister Chu were to focus on his sister. After all, my temper isn’t so good. I suggest to her that she stay as far away from me as possible, or else if she crosses paths with me and something happens, I won’t hesitate.”

Chu Yihen looked at the intimate couple, his eyes darkening, “I am sorry to have disturbed you. I hope the next time we meet, it will be just the two of us.”

His last words were aimed at Quan Jingwu, a blatant challenge.

After that, he gave Jian Qing one last look, descended the steps got into his battered sports car, started it, and drove away.

“Xiaojing, are you satisfied after wrecking someone else’s car?” Jian Qing asked playfully.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her, his chin resting on her hand, “Do you feel sorry for his car?”

“Yes, I do feel sorry. Are you satisfied now?” Jian Qing said teasingly, pushing him away to go inside.

Quan Jingwu’s eyes darkened, watching her go in before following.

No sooner had the door closed than Jian Qing was pulled into a firm embrace before she could take two steps away.

Her back hit the cool wall. She looked to the side at the big hands bracing the wall on her either side, and blinked.

Is this what they call?wall-slam?

Before she could regain her senses, a low voice from above her head sounded.

“My dear, what are you thinking about?”