Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 163: 163, You are truly virtuous (4)_1 Chapter 163: 163, You are truly virtuous (4)_1 After purchasing snacks, Jian Qing was contented and planned to check out when someone beside her tugged at her arm.

“Hmm?” She cast him a sideways glance, confusion crossing her face.

Did he want to buy something else?

“Sweetie, could you help me choose one of these?” He nonchalantly picked up something from the nearby shelf and said expectantly.

The corner of Jian Qing’s mouth twitched when she saw the image printed on the box he was holding.

Men’s briefs?

A vision of the perfect treaded abs she inadvertently saw in the morning flashed across her mind and…
As it went there, Jian Qing promptly put a halt to her thoughts, decisively leaving him, “You take your time and choose, I’ll go ahead and queue.”

Dammit, this man must be fooling her.

How could he possibly buy underwear in a supermarket? What a liar, a scoundrel!

Looking at her hurried footsteps, Quan Jingwu replaced the item back onto the shelf and leisurely followed after her.

Without taking any special entitlement, both of them quietly queued behind others. After paying with a card, they headed straight home.

Returning to Shijin Haoting, Jian Qing, along with the snowball, started munching on her snacks in the living room. Meanwhile, Quan Jingwu took a recipe book and headed to the kitchen to cook.

Jian Qing took a bite of the potato chips and also fed some to Snowball, “Snowball, do you think we’ll get a meal today?”

“Arf Arf-” Have some faith in your master, beautiful!

Jian Qing glanced at the kitchen and muttered to herself, “No worries, if there’s no meal, we’ll just eat snacks.”

“Arf Arf-” Not acceptable, this Wolf King demands meat!

Fortunately, despite the surprises, lunch was ready around two.

Looking at the three dishes and a soup, Jian Qing was slightly stunned.

“Xiaojing, did you make these?”

Are people smart if they can master anything?

Why hasn’t she yet, then?

“Could it be that you made it?” Quan Jingwu poured her some soup and retorted.

Jian Qing grinned, “Nope, I don’t have your skills.”

She had to admit, it tasted much better compared to the previous bowl of noodles.

After the meal, Jian Qing conscientiously planned on washing the dishes, but he stopped her.

“Go sit over there!”

“You cook, I wash dishes. What’s wrong with that?”

“No need, all you need to do is eat.”

Watching him take the dishes to the kitchen, Jian Qing followed him in.

Leaning on the side, she watched him wash the dishes, a soft smile crept on her lips, “Xiaojing, you’re so diligent!”

Diligent?

Could the CEO of JK International be described as diligent?

If word gets out, it would be utterly hilarious!

Quan Jingwu placed the cleaned dishes aside, raised an eyebrow at her, “Can you use another term?”

Thinking for a bit, she asked, “Hardworking?”

He looked at her, lost for words, deciding not to expect any more fanciful adjectives from her.

Changing the topic, he started softly, “Sweetie, how about we negotiate a deal?”

Jian Qing perked up, narrowing her eyes at him, “What kind of deal?”

One should always be wary when making deals with this crafty wolf.

“I cook and do house chores, do you accept?”

In other words, live together.

Was her interpretation correct?

“Xiaojing, you’ve made a good proposal!” Transitioning from dating to cohabiting, the pace sure changed rapidly!

Quan Jingwu put the last bowl in its place, “So?”

She retorted firmly, “No!”

“Why?”

“It’s inconvenient!”

At that, he wiped his hands, leaning in close, “What’s inconvenient?”

Is he trying to charm her again?

Jian Qing was trapped in his arms; averting her gaze, she conceded, “Uhm, let me think about it.”

“How many days?”

“Let’s see, two weeks.”

“Not acceptable.” Sharing a bed with her last night was intoxicating; how could he possibly wait any longer?

“Then, a week and a half?”

“That’s still too long.”

“Final offer, one week. No less than that,” Jian Qing said resolutely.

He stared at her, flatly replying, “Fine.”

Looking at him, Jian Qing suddenly had the feeling of being schemed against.

Damn, the phone rang melodiously.

Jian Qing pushed him away, promptly escaping the danger zone.

She answered the call without checking the caller ID. Xiya’s husky voice came through.

“Jian Qing!”

The sound of Xiya’s voice was a little off. Jian Qing asked gently, “Xiya, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

“Jian Qing, I, I slept with Khan.” Over there, amidst the hustling and bustling airport, Xiya stared straight ahead, her emerald eyes reflecting an unusual tint of confusion.

Jian Qing almost thought she was hallucinating, “What did you say?”

She slept with Khan, what on earth was happening?

“I slept with Khan.” Xiya weakly repeated.

Jian Qing held her forehead, these two unreliable ones.

“Where are you right now?”

“I just got off the plane, I’m in Beijing now,”
Jian Qing massaged her throbbing temples, “Get over to my place now.”

“Isn’t your guy with you? Will I be a third wheel?” Xiya rallied herself to joke around.

“Just get over here,” Jian Qing snapped. Though Xiya appeared carefree, she took relationships seriously; they must have really screwed up this time.

“Ah Jian, you’re always good to me,” Xiya sniffed, forcing her tone to sound cheerful.

After hanging up, Jian Qing sat on the couch, pondering over Xiya and Khan’s situation.

“Why are you daydreaming? Who called?” Quan Jingwu sat down beside her, tousling her hair.

Jian Qing responded, “Xiya called, why don’t you head back first?”

A frown pulled at Quan Jingwu’s forehead, “Am I not fit for company?”

“No!” Jian Qing leaned against him, her arms wrapping around his neck, “Xiya’s in some trouble. She just landed and is rushing over. Also, she’s already aware that we’re together.”

“Then knock off a day from that week!” He took advantage of the situation to negotiate, perfectly fitting the owner of the quick wit.

Jian Qing shot him a frosty glance and, with Xiya arriving soon, grudgingly conceded. “Alright, I agree!”