Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 74 - 74 74. Two people make headlines together (PK donation

?Chapter 74: 74. Two people make headlines together (PK donation request)_1 Chapter 74: 74. Two people make headlines together (PK donation request)_1 Picking up the phone, Khan’s voice echoed in her ear, “Jian, is Xiya with you? Has she contacted you?”

“All right, all right, calm down, she’s here with me.” Jian Qing held the phone a little further away, trying to save her ears from the loud outburst.

“I’ll come over and look for you guys now,” Khan said.

Jian Qing replied, “No need, she’s drunk, completely out of it. Even if you came now, it wouldn’t be of any use.”

“Did she throw up, how about you send me your address and let me take care of her?” Upon hearing that she was drunk, Khan panicked.

“No, if you come now, believe me, she will sober up instantly. What if you two start a fight, how am I supposed to sleep tonight?” Jian Qing sarcastically said.

“Then…”

“Stop nagging, I’ll give you the address tomorrow. Let me sleep. Otherwise, I’m going to chuck both of you in the Pacific Ocean to be shark bait.” Jian Qing squinted her eyes, her voice cold.

Without waiting for Khan to speak, she hung up the phone and turned it off.

Listening to the “beep beep” sound from the phone, Khan frustratedly ran his fingers through his hair, but didn’t try to call Jian Qing again.

He knew better than to provoke the fiery temper of that lady devil, even Black Jack and his pack wouldn’t dare to disturb her sleep.

He might as well spend the night staring at the moon and try to make amends in the morning.

The next morning, Jian Qing was woken up by frantic knocking on her door. The knocking was so relentless that she wouldn’t be surprised if someone were trying to break down her door.

Jian Qing climbed out of bed and opened the door, only to see Xiya standing there with her hair tousled.

Still in her pajamas, barefoot, it looked like she had just got out of bed too.

“Xiya, were you planning to tear down my door?”

“Jian, I’m going to die. I’m really going to die!” Xiya followed her into the room, looking completely desolate and wailed.

“This time, Peter is definitely going to kill me.”

Alcohol, such a harmful thing.

Jian Qing sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at her, “What happened this early morning?”

“A video of me at the bar last night was taken and uploaded on the internet. Now, the internet is flooded with news of me, and I have missed more than a dozen calls from Peter.” Xiya collapsed onto the bed, and her head hit the pillow a few times.

Hearing this, Jian Qing raised an eyebrow, “Did you call Peter back?”

“Not yet.” Xiya was muffled by the blanket as she shook her head, “There’s another bad news that I need to tell you.”

“What?” Jian Qing asked.

Xiya sat up straight, “The video of you beating up someone at the bar last night was also uploaded to the internet.”

If she got her hands on the person who took the video, she would surely twist him into a pretzel and smash him against the wall.

Jian Qing was surprised, a corner of her mouth rose in amusement, “So, I made the headlines with you?”

“Uh… you can put it that way.” Xiya covered her face.

“All right. Make a call to Peter quickly, get your team to fix the problem.” Jian Qing curled her finger and tapped Xiya’s head.

“As for the video, leave it to me.”

As soon as Jian finished her sentence, Xiya’s face lit up instantly, and she smiled brightly, “I knew you are the best. Come on, give me a kiss.”

Jian Qing stood up, dodged her approach and hurried her to freshen up, “Don’t worry about the video. Just let Peter know.”

“Mhm.” Xiya nodded like a pecking chick.

Finally, she wouldn’t have to be reprimanded by Peter.

She swore, next time she drinks, she will find a deserted place.

Jumping off the bed and running towards the door, Xiya suddenly remembered something. She turned back and asked, “Oh, darling, I vaguely remember hearing you speaking to someone last night. Did anyone else return with us?”

The pupils in Xiya’s eyes widened, “It wasn’t Khan, was it?”

Jian Qing’s eyes fleetingly flashed, she shook her head, “No, it wasn’t him.”

“Then who was it?” Xiya was slightly relieved but continued interrogating.

“I’ll tell you when I have time. You’d better handle your headline news first.” Jian Qing walked towards the bathroom while saying this.

The bathroom door was closed, shutting Xiya out.

Xiya touched her chin thoughtfully, something’s definitely going on.

Oh well, she’ll gossip after she’s done with her problems.

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The Quan Family Mansion
Morning exercise done, the Old Master Quan returned home early, he barely sat down in the living room when he heard Quan Yifei running down the stairs all flustered.

“Feifei, why are you so busy? There’s still plenty of time before you need to go to work.” The Old Mistress Quan watched Quan Yifei rushing down the stairs like she was in a race, fearing that she might stumble and fall.

At this point, Quan Mingxuan also walked in from outside, his attire changed and looking refreshed.

“Grandfather, grandmother, good morning!”

“You damn kid, where did you disappear to last night?” Upon seeing his grandson who’d been absent the entire night, the Old Master Quan’s beard bristled with anger.

This one goes out, that one also goes out, these bunch of young scalawags, they’re going to be the death of him.

“I went to Ayue’s.” Quan Mingxuan glanced around and then at the Old Mistress, “Grandmother, did Jingwu come back last night?”

“No, he didn’t, what happened?” The Old Mistress shook her head, “Did you provoke him again?”

Quan Mingxuan let out a sigh of relief and plopped down on the couch, “It’s not that, it’s Ayue.”

“Mingxuan, it’s bad.” Quan Yifei came down the stairs in her home clothes barefoot. Seeing Quan Mingxuan was as if she had seen her savior.

Seeing her pounce towards him, Quan Mingxuan managed to hold her back. He looked at her puzzled, “What’s wrong, did you get your heart broken?”

“Pfft!” Quan Yifei snorted, “Mingxuan, when did Jian Qing go to Dihao last night?”

Hearing this, the Old Master and Mistress Quan looked at each other uneasily, unsure of the situation.

“How did you know?” Quan Mingxuan was taken aback.

“Look at this.” Quan Yifei handed her phone to him, “The internet is going crazy now, Jian Qing and Xiya are both trending.”