Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 368 - 368 354 Father and Sons First Conversation (3)_1

?Chapter 368: 354, Father and Son’s First Conversation (3)_1 Chapter 368: 354, Father and Son’s First Conversation (3)_1 Xing Sen anxiously said, “But the Master seemed very upset when he just came back.”

He had not seen his master look that way since a woman called “Weiwei” disappeared many years ago.

There was a chill to his demeanor that cooled their spines and made them avoid him.

“Who wouldn’t struggle with the sudden knowledge of having two grown-up children?” Ning Feng calmly said.

He had always trusted his intuition, and he believed that Jian Qing and her brother were their Master’s children.

“That said, even if the Master could accept them, it doesn’t mean that Jian Qing and her brother would accept him.”

Just earlier in the study, the defiant look on Jian Qing’s face was not playful.

It would be quite a feat to make her accept the Master.

Xing Sen disagreed, “The Master has not wronged her in any way. Why wouldn’t she accept him?”

What a simple-minded fool!

With a contemptuous glance at Xing Sen, Ning Feng retorted, “Are you an idiot? If you suddenly got a cheap dad out of nowhere, and his family was the culprit that killed your mother, would you accept it?”

Although Zhou Qi and others were not the killers of Yun Xi, they were indirectly responsible for the death of Jian Qing’s mother.

So they have to figure out whether they should consider the An family as relatives or enemies.

Well, Jian Qing has never treated the An family as her relatives.

Speechless from Ning Feng’s reasoning, Xing Sen strained for a while, and finally choked out, “But the Master is innocent. He’s a victim too.”

“You tell Jian Qing that,” said Ning Feng.

Xing Sen choked and fell silent.

He was not good with words.

Inside the room, Mo Xiao had changed his soaked clothes. In casual attire, he looked less stern, but the coldness in him remained.

His tall figure reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, he looked out at the drizzling rain, and a silhouette in the rain flashes in his vision.

In the span of a single afternoon, he has two children.

Is this a test from the heavens?

How should he face those two kids?

Thinking of something, Mo Xiao took out his phone.

Unlocking his phone and opening his contacts, the sparse list of numbers had no labels.

He hesitated for a moment and eventually decided to click one.

After dialing, Mo Xiao suddenly felt nervous.

The phone rang several times with no answer.

Just as he was about to hang up, a warm voice came from the other end.

“Who is this?”

Not hearing this voice for a long time, Mo Xiao tightened his grip on the phone.

Meanwhile, Jian Luo was standing under a tree, watching Black Jack and Bai Jue galloping not far away, a soft smile on his face.

Not receiving an answer from the other end, he checked the number on his phone, puzzled.

Could it be him?

Curious, he asked, “Is this Mo Xiao?”

Mo Xiao held his breath and replied with a quiet ‘hmm.’
The last time they met, they were strangers fighting side by side, but now they were father and son.

The turn of events is exceptionally dramatic.

Getting a response, Jian Luo smirked and playfully teased, “It’s been long, you’re not being chased and killed again, are you?”

Recognizing the playful tone in his voice, Mo Xiao’s face softened a bit, “I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you. I’m not being chased this time.”

Jian Luo chuckled, “Do you have anything you want to discuss?”

After a pause, Mo Xiao replied, “No real business. Just thought of you and wanted to say thanks.”

“No need to thank me for such a small thing”, replied Jian Luo.

“Is there anything else?”

Mo Xiao hesitated to speak and then decided not to bring up anything else, “No, I have things to handle. We’ll chat next time.”

After that, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

Jian Luo listened to the busy tone from his phone, puzzled.

Why did Mo Xiao seem rather strange?

Not giving it much thought, he heard Black Jack calling for him, quickly mounted his horse, and chased after them.

After ending the call, Mo Xiao began to regret.

He regretted hanging up so quickly.

He massaged his brow and let out a sigh.

No wonder he felt inexplicably close to him the first time they met.

Could this be the so-called blood relations playing tricks?

“Knock knock knock!”

“Master, it’s us.”

Without turning his head, Mo Xiao coldly said, “Come in.”

Ning Feng and Xing Sen walked in.

“Master, are you alright?” asked Xing Sen.

Mo Xiao turned to look at Ning Feng, “Did you know about this all this time?”

Knowing there was no deceiving the master, Ning Feng quietly cursed.

He respectfully answered, “Master, I only started to suspect after I saw the files. I did not dare to confirm.”

Mo Xiao frowned, “Suspect?”

“Actually, I started to suspect that Jian Luo is your son when I saw his picture,” Ning Feng honestly said.

“Does he look that much like me?” asked Mo Xiao.

An Chong said Jian Qing looked like him, and Ning Feng agreed. Was he the only one who couldn’t see the resemblance?

Ning Feng nodded, “Very much so. Jian Luo’s features and demeanor resemble you almost exactly.”

“Master, do you want to call and check on Jian Qing?” Xing Sen interjected.

As soon as the words fell, Ning Feng nearly wanted to knock him unconscious.

This guy, why is he always poking the bear?

He’s stirring the pot!

Mo Xiao gave them a cold stare, letting them feel the chill.

The two tensed up and lowered their heads.

“Master, we won’t disturb you anymore. We’ll leave first,” said Ning Feng.

After that, Ning Feng grabbed Xing Sen and headed to go out.

As they were about to leave, Mo Xiao’s voice came.

“Send Jian Qing’s phone number to my phone.”

Ning Feng’s face lit up with happiness, “Yes, we’ll do it right away!”

Xing Sen was completely confused. Before he could react, he was pulled out by Ning Feng.

After the door closed, Mo Xiao sat on the couch, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

…

When Jian Qing woke up, the bright moon had already risen high into the trees.

Opening her eyes, she met a pair of starry violet eyes watching over her.

“Xiaojing!”

Her voice was a bit hoarse after a nap.

Jingwu handed her the glass of water from the bedside table.

“Have some water first.”

Jian Qing sat up and took a few sips of water with his assistance.

He put the glass down, held her in his arms and asked, “Are you hungry?”

Jian Qing shook her head, her energy seemed to drain from her as she leaned against him.

Sensing her mood, a flicker of concern crossed Jingwu’s eyes. He spoke softly, “Qianshi Restaurant has delivered your favorite dishes. Shall we eat something?”

Jian Qing looked back at him, took in his worried gaze and nodded.

Jingwu gave a slight smile, draped his coat over her, then carried her down the stairs to eat.