Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 380 - 380 366 Mother-Son Relationship Breakdown (3) _1

?Chapter 380: 366, Mother-Son Relationship Breakdown (3) _1 Chapter 380: 366, Mother-Son Relationship Breakdown (3) _1 “Am I being excessive?” a dismissive sneer rose from Jian Qing’s lips. “You probably haven’t seen anything yet.”

Having said this, she nonchalantly tossed her towards the couch.

Achong quickly caught her. Zhou Qi managed to steady herself, and seeing him, her heart leapt with joy.

“Achong!”

She knew her son still cared for his mother.

Achong released her and turned his head away.

“All for some damned fortune, you took the life of the woman I loved most!” Mo Xiao’s eyes swept between Zhou Qi and An Rong, his voice filled with a biting rage.

An Rong shivered uncontrollably, kneeling in front of Mo Xiao, both her hands gripping his pants.

“Big brother, I was wrong. I really didn’t know she was the person you were looking for. Please forgive me this once. I will stop targeting Jian Qing in the future, I won’t appear in front of you anymore, please let me off just this once, alright?”

Any property, allowing her daughter to be adopted under his name. She didn’t want anything in return, just wanted him to forgive her this once.

She was well aware, if she did not gain his mercy today, even the begging of the old master would be in vain.

Mo Xiao took a step back, shaking off her hand. “If I forgive you, then who will give me back my Weiwei, hm?”

Tears welled up in An Rong’s eyes.

“Azhe, that woman Yun Xi is flirtatious and doesn’t deserve your devotion. She’s with you, yet she made advances towards Achong. That sort of woman surely bears ill intent. Who knows, perhaps she is just after the An family’s wealth.”

Zhou Qi’s words solidified one fact.

She was walking further and further down a road of ruin.

The old master of the An family sighed, disappointment filling his gaze as he looked towards Zhou Qi.

How did such a foolish daughter-in-law enter the gates of the An family in the past?

Jian Qing’s delicate little face was clouded by a chilly expression. Mo Xiao’s deep eyes turned towards Zhou Qi, his hand rose, hovering in mid-air.

“Azhe, you…” Zhou Qi was stunned.

He actually wanted to hit her, his own mother.

“Azhe, I am your mother who raised you, would you really lay hands on me for a woman?”

“If you were not my mother, do you think you would still be standing here?” Mo Xiao clenched his fingers into a fist, his voice chilling.

The cold brutality in his words shook Zhou Qi, her body swaying.

For a woman, he actually wanted to become her enemy.

“From today onwards, our affection as mother and son ends here.” Mo Xiao stated decisively. “In the future, I hope you won’t appear before me. Or else, don’t blame me for being rude.”

She was his mother, he couldn’t kill her. But they had killed his Weiwei. For that, he would never forgive them.

“What… what did you say?” Zhou Qi’s face turned even paler, disbelievingly she asked.

To sever the bonds of blood.

How could he do this to her?

“Xing Sen, prepare the car,” he ordered.

He couldn’t stand being here for a moment longer.

“Yes.”

Xing Sen nodded and went out.

“Azhe, don’t be like this, calm down.” The old master of An family could see the bitter rage boiling over in Azhe, who was resolute in his decision to cut ties with the An family.

“Jian Qing, can you help me convince Azhe?”

Jian Qing averted her gaze, remaining silent.

Mentioning Jian Qing, a faint clarity flashed through Mo Xiao’s eyes.

Turning around, his gaze landed on her. A potent surge of undefined affection swelled within him.

This was the daughter of him and Weiwei.

Their daughter.

And yet he had missed over twenty years of her life.

Taking a step forward, he lifted his hand wanting to stroke her hair. But she skilfully avoided it, his hand hung suspended in mid-air, helpless.

That’s right, it was only natural for her to hate him.

After all, he was an unfit father.

What right did he have to demand her to acknowledge him as a father?

Jian Qing’s expression was calm and collected. Looking up at An Rong and Zhou Qi, she said, “His forgiving you does not equate to me doing the same. We have unsettled scores.”

She wouldn’t settle it all at once, she wanted to do it slowly, bit by bit. She wanted them to constantly live in fear, to lose sleep at night.

Finishing, she turned and went to Jing Wu, taking his hand.

“Xiaojing, let’s go.”

Jing Wu nodded in understanding and left with her.

Mo Xiao watched her retreating figure, wanting to call out to her, but his voice got choked up, unable to get the words out.

Weiwei, our daughter hates me.

You must hate me too, right?

From beginning to end, Zhao Xuan watched on coldly. The trembling fingertips exposing her inner tension.

Swiftly glancing at Mo Xiao, she maintained her composure.

“Master, the car is ready.”

Ning Feng hung up the phone, walking up to Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao, with a cold face, got up to leave.

“Azhe!”

The old master of An’s family watched as he was about to leave and kept shouting his name. However, Mo Xiao left without looking back.

“Old Master, stop shouting. The young master needs some quiet right now,” Qiubo consoled.

At his words, the old master closed his mouth, giving Zhou Qi and An Rong a glance, he sighed heavily and went upstairs.

Zhou Qi slumped onto the couch, An Rong was helped up by Yang Lin, her legs still somewhat weak.

“Mother, what do we do now?”

“How would I know what to do? Azhe was acting as if he wanted to kill me earlier. It’s all Yun Xi’s fault, because of her, my son doesn’t acknowledge me as his mother anymore,” Zhou Qi cried and cursed.

Hearing her words, Achong furrowed his brow and left without uttering a word.

…

In the car
Xing Sen was tasked with driving, while Ning Feng took the passenger’s seat.

At the back, a heavy mood hung in the air.

“Master, where are we going?” Xing Sen glanced at the rearview mirror, asking.

Mo Xiao bowed his head slightly, his eyes appeared as a still pool of water.

Ning Feng felt a shift within, he casually mentioned, “I heard Miss Jian is living at the Shijin Haoting.”

The most important thing now is to prevent his master from doing anything rash. He knew his master well enough after serving him for so many years.

With Jian Wei gone, considering their master’s temperament, who knew if he would commit suicide after their departure. And now, the best reason to hold him back would be Jian Qing and her brother.

Upon hearing ‘Jian Qing’, a spark flickered within Mo Xiao’s eyes.

Observing his expression, Ning Feng continued, “Master, you haven’t fulfilled your duty as a father all these years. Don’t you want Miss Jian to call you ‘father’ even once?”

It had to be said that Ning Feng’s words struck a chord in Mo Xiao’s heart.

Seeing that there was hope for persuasion, Ning Feng added fuel to the fire, “Master, even lady Jian Wei in heaven would wish for you two to recognize each other. You mustn’t disappoint her.”

Ning Feng was smart. Now that the truth was revealed, he immediately began addressing Jian Wei as their master’s wife.

Mo Xiao clenched his fists, after a moment, his raspy voice said, “To Shijin Haoting.”

“Yes.”

Seeing a glimmer of joy in Xing Sen’s eyes, he inwardly praised Ning Feng.

Although Shijin Haoting was Jing Wu’s territory, Ning Feng was not worried about being denied entry. Because their master also owned property in Shijin Haoting. Whenever he returned to Beijing, if he did not stay at the old mansion, he usually resided at Shijin Haoting.