Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 316 - 316 316 Do these two people look alike (1) _1

?Chapter 316: 316, Do these two people look alike (1) _1? Chapter 316: 316, Do these two people look alike (1) _1? Jian Qing cocked her head, giving him a sidelong glance. “One should concentrate during working hours,” she said.

Work together?

Ha ha. Then she probably wouldn’t be able to sleep.

“Didn’t you see how focused I am?” He curved the corners of his lips, his voice husky as he retorted.

“…”

Forgive her for being unable, she genuinely could not see the focus he was speaking about.

“So you really didn’t notice, hm?” He rubbed against her neck, the fine strands of his hair brushing her skin, tickling her a little.

Jian Qing recoiled slightly, “I didn’t notice.”

If you want to talk, talk, can you not keep rubbing against her like this?

“I am focusing on handling you, did you notice?”

As he said this, his well-defined hand slipped into her clothes, the coolness of his fingertips against her skin made her shiver.

Focusing on her?

Where did he learn such speech from?

This is driving her nuts.

A shade of embarrassment flashed through Jian Qing’s eyes as she quickly grasped his hand.

“Someone might come in later.”

Even though her own words lacked a certain confidence, after all, unless he permitted it, even his confidants and team wouldn’t dare to just stroll in.

“The door is locked.”

Breaking free from her hand, his thin lips sought hers, attaching itself fervently.

Hearing his words, Jian Qing glared at him lightly.

It seems that he had planned this all along.

Before she could react, the soft, prickling kisses from the man left her lips, stormed onto her neck like a whirlwind.

The cold tone of the office was gradually becoming sultry.

In a daze, Jian Qing’s clothes gradually slipped off her shoulder, revealing her skin as jade-like and pale as snow.

She pushed against his chest, a blush spreading across her face.

“Don’t do it here.”

Her icy-clear voice carried a hint of charm, making him tense up even more.

Quan Jingwu picked her up, making his way to the resting room within the office.

With the slamming shut of the door to the resting room, the inviting spring hues were cut off.

…

As expected, Shen Hao’s guess was correct.

Jian Qing’s arrival indeed marked their timely dismissal.

Settling herself into the car, Jian Qing leaned against the window, peering at the man driving right beside her.

The tingling soreness around her waist reminded her of the afternoon affair that transpired within the office.

That rascal, he’s seriously too unrestrained.

She should just steer clear from him and not come to the office in the following days.

Sensing her gaze, Quan Jingwu’s seductive lips lifted into a charming curve.

“What do you fancy for dinner?”

“Hot pot,” Jian Qing blurted out without thinking.

His eyebrows narrowed, “No way, we’ve already had it too many times in M Country.”

Now that her proposal had been kicked to the curb, Jian Qing pursed her lips.

“Why did you even bother asking then?”

“Behave. After dinner, I’ll get you snacks,” Quan Jingwu suggested as he drove, freeing one of his hands to tousle her hair.

Upon hearing his words, her facial expression transformed instantly from gloomy to pleasant.

“Then I want what you cooked.”

“Alright,” he replied.

…

M Country
Foot steps echoed within the deserted hallway.

If you listen closely, you could discern it is from two people.

“Master, there’s some news from Beijing. Do you wish to take a look now?” Xing Sen stepped forward, pushing open the door to the study and stood at the side.

The man leading the way was clad in black from head to toe, his features exuding a sense of weariness. His disheveled appearance suggested he had just returned.

Mo Xiao slumped down on the sofa, crossing his legs.

“Give it to me.”

Xing Sen respectfully nodded, strolling towards the desk to pick up a file folder.

“Master!”

He handed the file folder over with both hands.

Mo Xiao grabbed it, but seemingly wasn’t in a rush to open the folder.

Xing Sen, a servant of multiple years, understood and began to speak. “Master, word is that the twins who disappeared years ago have returned to Beijing and were welcomed back to the An family mansion by old man An. However, besides the old man himself, the other family members don’t seem to have taken a liking them.”

“The twins?” Mo Xiao knitted his eyebrows slightly.

Reading his confusion, Xing Sen reminded him, “It’s the scandal involving the second son back then, the one that stirred up a lot of commotion. Old man An was so furious, he activated the family code.”

Given that his master had spent many years away from Beijing, it was understandable that he had lost touch with the occurrences in the city.

With his reminder, Mo Xiao finally remembered.

Seems there was such a thing. Achong had an illicit affair with a woman who bore him twins.

What was strange was that these twins were especially close to his grandfather’s heart.

However, as he remembered it, these twins had disappeared, how come they have reappeared now?

With these thoughts, he lowered his eyes towards the file folder in his hands. As he opened it, photographs slipped out and fell onto his lap.

His eyebrows furrowed, and as his eyes fell on the photographs scattered on his lap, his pupils contracted.

This…

What’s going on here?

He hastily picked up a photo, looking utterly aghast.

“Master, what happened to you?”

Xing Sen too, was startled by his reaction and looked at the photo on his hand, puzzled.

Mo Xiao clutched the photo tightly, suddenly looking up at Xing Bin, “Who’s this woman in the photo? Who is she?”

His low-pitched voice carried a faint trembling that was hard to detect.

Xing Sen was flabbergasted, he hurriedly responded, “This young girl is one of the twins, the elder sister. Her name is Jian Qing.”

He had heard about the impressive feats the girl had accomplished upon her return to Beijing. Even the members of the An family had nothing on her, she indeed was quite a force to be reckoned with.

“Jian Qing!” Mo Xiao muttered, his gaze fixed on the girl in the photo.

Under the sunlight, the girl’s refined and beautiful face was breathtaking. Her cold gaze seemed to see through everything.

The curvature of her eyes, the aura around her brows, seemed to overlap with another face within his memory.

He rose to his feet abruptly, traversed round the sofa and headed towards the desk.

Xing Sen watched his movements, a hint of confusion flickered across his face.

What happened to his master?

Mo Xiao opened the drawer, pulling out a photo frame.

While the photograph in the frame was slightly yellowed, it could still be seen that it had been well-preserved by the owner. In the photo, a man and a woman leaned against each other affectionately.

“Xing Sen, come here.”

Suddenly called over, Xing Sen hurried to his side.

“Do these two look alike?”

Mo Xiao pointed at Jian Qing’s picture and the woman in the photo frame, and asked.

Xing Sen was slightly stunned, recognizing the woman in the photo frame.

She was the woman his master had kept in his heart and yearned for over the past two decades. How could he not recognize her?