Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 318 - 318 318 Stunning Appearance (3)_1

?Chapter 318: 318, Stunning Appearance (3)_1 Chapter 318: 318, Stunning Appearance (3)_1 Ning Feng sneered, “How could it not be possible? When we arrived that day, the woman was already gone. Plus, you mustn’t forget that Jian Qing and her sibling are both twenty-two years old this year.”

If all these coincidences were still coincidences, then he was willing to accept it.

Xing Sen was rendered speechless by Ning Feng’s words, his head becoming increasingly muddled.

Things were getting more and more complicated. If Jian Qing and her sibling really did have any relation to the Master, what would be his reaction?

“Don’t mention this matter to the Master for the time being. I’ll look into it further,” Ning Feng instructed.

“The Master just said that he plans to return to Beijing in a few days,” Xing Sen replied.

Returning to Beijing meant that they would most likely encounter Jian Qing and her sibling. Wouldn’t that cause even more chaos?

“So soon?” Ning Feng was shocked.

Xing Sen explained, “The old master of An family called the Master a while ago, asking him to come back to Beijing.”

Upon hearing this, Ning Feng mused over something in his mind.

“Don’t bring up our current discussion to the Master, I’ll speed up my investigation,” he said before departing swiftly.

Watching his retreating figure, Xing Sen ran his hands through his hair, utterly frustrated.

What on earth was happening?

…

The autumn atmosphere was growing thicker, the wind was starting to blow.

The grand banquet in honor of old Mr. Han took place at a hotel owned by the Han Corporation.

For the banquet tonight, Han Yue had specially reserved the entire hotel.

With the arrival of night, luxury cars lined up one after another, stopping in front of the hotel lobby.

The doormen greeted the guests with beaming smiles as the guests streamed into the hotel ceaselessly.

It seemed like all the noble families in Beijing, big and small, had gathered tonight.

In the Banquet Hall, Han Yue was dressed in a casual suit. The shirt underneath was an ostentatious shade of purple, making him seem quite fitting for his playboy image.

Quan Mingxuan had been roped in by Han Yue’s incessant calls and arrived early. The duo together immediately attracted the attention of the socialites present.

“Why haven’t Jingwu and Jian Qing arrived yet?” Han Yue nudged Quan Mingxuan with his elbow while constantly glancing towards the entrance.

“Did he stand us up again?”

Most of the guests had already arrived. Why hadn’t they seen those two yet?

Swirling the wine in his glass, Quan Mingxuan took a sip, “They probably are on their way.”

Unfortunately, Quan Mingxuan was incorrect.

Their topic of discussion, those two characters, were still lingering at home and hadn’t stepped out yet.

The warm, yellow light filled the room. A lady’s clear voice can be heard, tinged with a hint of impatience.

“Xiaojing, needs to hurry… we’re running late, stop dawdling.”

Jian Qing nudged the person lying on top of her. Her exquisite face was flushed a charming rosy hue, blaming the evening gown for the predicament she finds herself in.

Quan Jingwu was leaning against her, his chin on her shoulder, attempting to steady his ragged breaths.

After a moment, he lowered his gaze to look at her.

“We’ll continue when we get back tonight.”

His magnetic voice was tinged with a hint of allure, his deep eyes sparking with an uncanny blue flame.

Jian Qing rolled her eyes at him and pushed him off and sat up.

“Continue this my ass!”

She had put her evening gown on only for now to have to put it back again. What a nuisance.

“Quickly! Get out.”

Quan Jingwu couldn’t suppress his laugh as he unexpectedly snatched the quilt from her hands.

“Ah! Quan Jingwu!”

Caught off guard, Jian Qing felt a mix of embarrassment and anger.

The man moved one step closer to her, pulling her into his arms. His smile, especially radiant and triumph, filled the corners of his mouth.

“Darling, isn’t it too late to act coy now, hm?”

Jian Qing gave his waist a pinch, glaring at him, “You pervert! Are you planning to sleep in the study room tonight?”

Quan Jingwu chuckled lightly, lowered his head and gave her lips a light peck. “No need to get mad, I’ll help you get dressed.”

Saying that, he let her go and picked up the gown that had fallen onto the carpet.

After dressing up for about ten minutes, they were finally ready.

“Should we just not attend the banquet?” Quan Jingwu whispered into her ear, as he wrapped his arms around her.

The mirror reflected their embracing figures.

He wished he could keep her hidden from the world, only for his eyes to see.

“…” Jian Qing’s lips twitched – she was speechless.

“Help me with the buttons.”

Quan Jingwu released her and guided her hands onto his open shirt.

Jian Qing shot him a glare but started to button his shirt anyway.

Not long after they had left, Quan Mingxuan was getting anxious and made a call to hurry them along.

Meanwhile, just as Quan Mingxuan hung up the phone, Quan Yifei approached him.

“So, are Jian Qing and Third Brother coming?”

“They said they’re almost here,” Quan Mingxuan put his phone back into his pocket and sighed in exasperation.

Those two certainly knew how to take their time.

Just as Han Yue had finished greeting a few acquaintances, he strolled over to their group.

“What’s the situation with Jingwu?”

The banquet was about to start, but there was still no sign of them.

Quan Mingxuan replied, “They’re almost here.”

The seating arrangement at the banquet was carefully thought out, and it wasn’t arbitrary.

The Han family, the Quan family, and the Chu family were seated at the frontmost tables, followed by the An family, the Song family, and the rest of the Aristocratic families.

The banquet was yet to commence, allowing the guests to freely roam around and engage in small talk.

“Yifei!”

Song Xirou was in a long white dress. Her hair hung in large waves around her shoulders, and paired with her delicate makeup, made her seem rather graceful.

“A true pure lotus.” Han Yue watched as Song Xirou approached them and whispered into Quan Mingxuan’s ear.

Quan Mingxuan couldn’t help but curl up the corners of his lips. This truly was an apt description.

“Mingxuan, Mr. Han!” Song Xirou touched her hair gently and greeted them softly.

Han Yue allowed a quiet laugh to escape him.

“Yifei, didn’t Grandmother Quan come?” Song Xirou asked.

Quan Yifei shook her head.

Suddenly, some commotion zat the entrance of the banquet hall.

“Gasp-”
Everyone in the room gasped, their eyes glued to the two figures that had just walked in through the entrance.

So, the main event of the night was happening now!

The thought crossed everyone’s mind.

Though everyone in Beijing knew that Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing were together, this was the first time they had appeared together at an event.

Everyone watched as the two figures entered the hall, their vision steadfast, following every move the two made.

“Well, well, they finally arrived,” Han Yue chuckled.

“Jian Qing is so beautiful!” Quan Yifei watched the couple stride in, her eyes sparkling as she sighed with admiration.

“They’re a perfect match with the third brother, like it was divinely ordained.”