Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 84 - 84 84 Getting Sold By You (Three More) _1

?Chapter 84: 84, Getting Sold By You (Three More) _1 Chapter 84: 84, Getting Sold By You (Three More) _1 “No buts, Hanhan, remember that we, the Chu family, are a prestigious family in Beijing. Your status is noble and you are the most suitable candidate to be the wife of CEO of JK International.” Jiang Fan interrupted her, speaking with determination, “As for Jian Qing, just wait and see. We don’t need to take action against her. Others will not tolerate her presence.”

Although she did not know the whole story about the old grudges of the An family, she was absolutely certain that someone from the An family would not tolerate Jian Qing’s existence.

Chu Ruohan looked into her eyes, saw the confidence underneath, and gradually gained some confidence. Her dim eyes were filled with hope and expectation.

Yes, Jian Qing’s background could not match hers. The Quan family would never accept her. She couldn’t give up so easily.

One day, she had to make Jingwu understand that she was the most suitable candidate to be his wife.

Getting this straight, Chu Ruohan stood up, regaining her usual grace and dignity, “Mommy, I’ll go up and freshen up first.”

“Hmm.” Jiang Fan watched her transformation with satisfaction and nodded her approval, “That’s right.”

Watching her daughter’s retreating figure as she walked upstairs, Jiang Fan turned her gaze back to the TV, her lips curling up with a mocking, cold smile.

A lovechild, competing with her daughter for a man, how utterly ridiculous!

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As soon as the press conference ended, news about Mr. Jingwu’s public confession was all over the place. Han Yue’s media company was the first to release the news, followed by other major media outlets in Beijing. Though the reports varied, they all communicated the same sentiment.

The seemingly unromantic Mr. Jingwu, the perennial iceman, had finally been thawed by someone.

Not only were newspapers reporting on this, but TVs, cell phones, and computers were all overwhelmed with news about Mr. Jingwu’s love affair.

This rare spectacle managed to eclipse the news of the jewelry launch event, but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise as it only increased public interest and attracted more attention.

This happened so suddenly that the think tank was overwhelmed, with countless files needing to be processed and non-stop phone calls bombarding them with inquiries about Quan Jingwu’s lover. They almost wished they could pass out.

Wasn’t it unfair that they always had to bear the brunt whenever the boss showed off his love life?

Before it was time to knock off, Quan Jingwu stepped out of his office. Shen Hao, with files in his hands, walked towards him.

“Boss, where are you off to?”

Don’t tell me he’s going to skip work again.

Quan Jingwu nodded without denying it, striding toward the elevator without stopping, “I’ve finished processing the documents in the office. You’ll deal with the rest.”

“Boss, you need to review these too.” Shen Hao struggled to say.

“Leave the documents that need a signature in the office. I’ll look at them tomorrow.” Jingwu pressed the elevator button and stepped in without looking back.

As he said this, the elevator doors closed, leaving Shen Hao nearly in tears.

Boss, doesn’t your conscience hurt?

He suddenly missed the boss who used to work overtime with them in the office. Now, the boss was gallivanting off, leaving them toiling away in the office.

This was incredibly unfair!

Upon leaving the company, Quan Jingwu headed straight back to Shijin Haoting. He got out of the car and walked familiarly up the steps at the entrance.

He rang the doorbell and before long, the front door was opened.

A woman’s gentle smile caught his eye, and Quan Jingwu’s lips curled up unconsciously.

Jian Qing gave him a glance and joked, “Are you skipping work?”

If he recalled correctly, it was still half an hour from the end of the workday!

So, the boss was setting an example by leaving work early?

Quan Jingwu raised an eyebrow and naturally took her hand, enclosing it in his, “We’re not eating here tonight.”

Jian Qing asked, “Where are we going?”

“You’ll know in a bit. Go change your shoes quickly.” Quan Jingwu mussed up her hair, gently urging her.

Jian Qing cast a suspicious glance at him, “I’d rather not, lest you sell me off and I’m still foolishly counting the money for you.”

Quan Jingwu chuckled, tugged her toward him with his arm, and pushed the front door shut with his other hand. “Hey, you…”

“Didn’t you want to see the snowball? It’s been eager to meet you.” Quan Jingwu stopped her from moving, his warm breath almost burning her earlobe.

“But I haven’t changed my shoes yet.” Jian Qing moved her foot to indicate that she was still wearing slippers.

“It doesn’t matter. It’s not far.”

As he spoke, Quan Jingwu ushered her into the car before she had a chance to say anything else, essentially kidnapping her.