Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 393 - 393 379 Falling into the River (4)_1

?Chapter 393: 379, Falling into the River (4)_1 Chapter 393: 379, Falling into the River (4)_1 Boom, everyone was on the verge of tears.

Year-end bonuses deducted?

Isn’t today April Fool’s Day?

Jian Qing looked disdainfully at her man beside her.

It must have been intentional said for her to hear, right?

Shen Hao and others who were familiar with the situation watched Jian Qing with their eyes shining brightly.

Madame, rescue is needed urgently in Jianghu.

Control your Boss please!

“…”

Jian Qing turned her head quietly, feeling that her presence was at a huge loss.

The dim meeting room was suddenly bright, the executives quickly gathered their materials and files, and ran out as fast as they could.

Overtime, overtime, there is no time at all.

In order to get the year-end bonus, we have to work hard to get the cooperation case out even if we have to risk our lives.

The couple returned to the office and heard voices coming out before they walked in.

“Ah ha, the married couple is back!”

A cheesy laughter, who else but Han Yue.

There was also Quan Mingxuan sitting next to him.

“Are you guys free today?” Jian Qing glanced at the two of them and said lightly.

Han Yue, “Not bad, not bad.”

The two of them picked a couch to sit down and saw the golden invitation card on the table.

She raised her eyes to Han Yue and joked, “Which of you is getting married?”

“I’d love to.” Han Yue spread his hands, “Unfortunately, I don’t know where my wife-to-be is wandering around. Besides,”
He paused, his eyes disdainfully looking at the invitation card thrown on the table, “My wedding will absolutely not involve such a tacky invitation. It will degrade my taste.”

Jian Qing chuckled, reached out and picked up the invitation card.

Durand Family.

“Count Durand is hosting a party on a cruise tomorrow night, we all received invitations, one is for Jingwu, we just met Count Durand’s people downstairs sending the invitation, we brought it up with us.” Quan Mingxuan said.

“From overseas to host a party here?” Jian Qing opened the invitation, glanced at it casually.

The Durand family, a renowned noble family in F country, came to Beijing to host a party, the weasel giving New Year’s greetings to the chicken, sure it has no good intentions.

Han Yue scoffed, “I heard that Count Durand brought his only daughter, Durand Group and Chu Yihen companies have cooperations, this party is said to be a celebration, but it seems like they want to get to know more nobility in Beijing, perhaps they also want to pick a son-in-law.”

Talking about it, he himself couldn’t help but laugh.

“Are you two going?” Quan Mingxuan asked.

“Can consider.” Jian Qing put the invitation back on the table and said lightly.

The night scene on the cruise should be quite nice.

“Don’t consider it, just go together, I heard there are many entertainment facilities on the cruise, including a gambling game.” Han Yue suggested.

“Gambling?” Jian Qing was a bit interested.

“The Durand family has invested heavily in this party, I heard that the gambling game is open, guests can gamble anything.” Han Yue explained.

That sounds fun.

Jian Qing glanced up, turned to face the person beside her, “Let’s go and have some fun.”

“As long as you like it.” He looked at her with doting eyes and said.

“…”

Being force-fed a mouthful of dog food, Han Yue wanted to throw up.

“We will go to Dihao later, you guys want to go?” Han Yue asked.

Mentioning Dihao, Jian Qing couldn’t help but think of the time she went to Dihao to find Xiya, and saw someone at the there.

“No.”

Knowing the cold personality of the two of them, Han Yue was simply asking.

After hanging out in the office for a while, Han Yue left.

“What do you want to eat tonight?” Quan Jingwu took her coat and helped her put it on, smoothing her long hair.

Thinking about dinner, Jian Qing suddenly remembered Mo Xiao’s hopeful look yesterday.

“Xiaojing, let’s have an extra pair of chopsticks for dinner tonight.”

Quan Jingwu held her hand and smiled, “Alright.”

When Jian Qing arrived, as everyone expected, their CEO got off work a little earlier.

In the car, something tickled Jian Qing and she chuckled softly.

“What’s so funny?” Quan Jingwu asked.

She stopped laughing, turned her head and looked at his chiseled side profile, “Do you think that you’re acting like an ancient despotic ruler now?”

Slanging off whenever and declining almost all dinner parties.

“So you want to emphasize that you are a femme fatale?” He glanced at her and joked.

Jian Qing pursed her lips, “Don’t always blame me.”

Quan Jingwu’s lips curved up.

Early winter arrived, the sky darkened quickly.

The cool black sports car braved the cold wind, not far ahead, the street lights outside Shijin Haoting had already lit up.

Jian Qing leaned against the car window, feeling a bit drowsy.

Suddenly, a sapphire-blue sports car rushed head on, slamming into their car.

“Bang -”
“Squeak -”
The two cars collided, making a huge noise.

The tires rubbed against the ground, the noise was a bit harsh.

Quan Jingwu’s purple pupils suddenly sank, subconsciously reached out and pulled Jian Qing, holding her in his arms.

“Did you get hit anywhere?”

“I’m fine.” Jian Qing lifted her head from his arms, let out a sigh of relief when she saw he wasn’t hurt.

Unnoticed, a pair of warm eyes in the sapphire-blue sports car were closely watching the two intimately intertwined.

The affection, indeed made someone jealous.

Quan Jingwu got out of the car and walked toward the sapphire-blue sports car, Jian Qing followed him out of the car.

At this time, the owner of the sapphire-blue sports car also got out.

A beige knitted sweater, black casual suit trousers, making his gentle and jadelike face appear even more elegant and gentle.

Jian Qing’s eyes turned cold, Chu Yihen!

Chu Yihen came over to them, his eyes unintentionally landed on Jian Qing.

“I’m sorry, there was an issue with my car’s brakes just now, I couldn’t control it at once, I will take responsibility for the cost of the car.”

Quan Jingwu chuckled lightly, “If the brakes are failing then they should be checked properly. This time you hit our car, next time you might not be so lucky, you might just fall into the river, then it wouldn’t be good for Old Man Chu to send black hair away at his old age.”

It has to be said, when Quan Jingwu is sarcastic, he could piss someone off in a minute.

Jian Qing lowered her head slightly, her heart was already laughing.

Why is her Xiaojing so handsome when he starts spewing poison?

Hearing this, Chu Yihen couldn’t help but recall the wreaths sent to the company a few days earlier. His dark, mysterious eyes flashed, “No need for your concern.”

“My darling, let’s go.”

Quan Jingwu took her hand, the moment when he turned around, his eyes frosted over.

Daring to hit his car, it seemed that the wreath was too cheap.

The sound of the car door slamming sounded. Watching the car entering Shijin Haoting, his hands hanging by his sides gradually tightened.

Quan Jingwu, heaven won’t always look after you.

Back home, Jian Qing took off her coat, took out her mobile phone, but then hesitated.

Quan Jingwu had changed his shoes and came in to see her holding her mobile phone with a confused expression, and understanding flashed in his heart.

“Don’t want to call anymore?”

“Not exactly.” Jian Qing’s eyes flickered with contrariness.