Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 166: 166, Where Are You Exactly (3)_1 Chapter 166: 166, Where Are You Exactly (3)_1 The study room was bright, yet it felt rather desolate.

“Master, all those involved in the leak of your itinerary and the assassination attempt have been apprehended. What would you like to do with them?”

The man standing upright by the desk was robust, gazing respectfully at the person seated in the office chair.

If Jian Luo were here, she would undoubtedly recognize the man sitting behind the desk. It was Mo Xiao!

Mo Xiao raised his eyebrows, his eyes icy. He slowly uttered, “Spare no one!”

“Yes.” The man nodded, then looked at Mo Xiao, seeming to fumble for the right words.

Recognizing his hesitance, Mo Xiao said coldly, “Speak your mind.”

“Master, there’s a call from Beijing. Old Master An is asking when you plan to return.”

The study fell silent after these words.

After a while, a cold voice broke the silence, “There’s no need for you to worry about that, I have plans of my own.”

“Yes.”

“You may leave now.”

The man nodded respectfully and quietly left the room.

After a while, Mo Xiao opened a drawer, took out a pocket watch. A mysterious totem was engraved on this silver pocket watch, but it was empty inside.

While tracing the engravings on the watch with his finger, Mo Xiao looked out of the window. A profound longing rose from the depths of his eyes.

“They call you Colonel An, can I simply call you An, while you call me Weiwei?”

“An, I like you. Would you accept my proposal?”

“An, I have to leave for something. I’ll come to find you later.”

“Remember, once you take my pocket watch, you will belong to me. You’re not allowed to flirt around. When I come back, I’ll give you the picture to put in the watch.”

The girl’s vibrant voice, her playful smile, her every move seemed so close. He reached out as if to touch her, but his fingers only met cold air.

He came back to reality, looking at the pocket watch in his palm, his heart ached.

Weiwei, how could you break your word…
A tear welled up in the corner of his eye, rolling down his chiseled face, dropping onto the engraved pattern of the pocket watch.

Weiwei, where are you?

…

After hiding with Jian Qing for two peaceful days and worried that Khan might suspect something, Xiya didn’t dare to stay any longer and booked a night flight straight back to France.

The person who seemed the happiest with her departure was a certain someone who could now cuddle and kiss his woman without restraint.

Having returned from Qianshi Restaurant after dinner, Quan Jingwu parked the car at the entrance of Jian Qing’s villa and took her for a walk in Shijin Haoting.

The street lights cast long shadows of the pair hand in hand. After a walk, Jian Qing’s overfilled stomach felt better.

“It’s getting late, you should go back and rest, you have work tomorrow.” Jian Qing hopped up the steps, smiling as she sent him off.

Quan Jingwu walked up to her, pulled her into his embrace, and said, “Such an ungrateful little thing, won’t you let me stay the night?”

The tips of Jian Qing’s ears reddened, and she pushed him away, “No plans for that, get going.”

Quan Jingwu grabbed her arm, hugged her from behind, “I’m sticking to you tonight. Can I stay, please?”

Jian Qing cocked her head to give him a sidelong glance, determinedly refusing, “No, if you’re here, I can’t snack, especially ice cream.”

“Hmm? Have you been eating a lot lately?” Quan Jingwu frowned; he pinched her cheek, “Didn’t I tell you not to eat too much?”

Jian Qing inwardly winced; she had slipped up. She quickly tried to rectify, “No, I just ate a tiny bit, really.”

Quan Jingwu looked deep into her eyes, clearly doubtful. He let go of her, walked ahead to open the door, pressed his fingerprint in a familiar fashion. The door opened with a ‘ding’.

Standing by the door, Jian Qing began to regret including his fingerprint in the passcode.

Entering the house, Quan Jingwu went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw that of the several boxes of ice cream bought a few days ago, only one remained, and it had been opened.

He knew he shouldn’t have indulged her and let her keep so much ice cream at home.

Having closed the refrigerator, Quan Jingwu walked back out, crossing his arms and calling in a deep voice, “Sweetie, come here!”

Jian Qing felt the impending danger, giving a forced laugh, “I can hear you from here.”

If she wouldn’t come over, then he could go to her.

He stretched out his arm, grabbed the one trying to escape, and wore a dangerous smile, “Sweetie, you’re the one that broke our agreement first. Therefore, you’re banned from eating ice cream for the month, and I’m confiscating all your other snacks.”

At his words, Jian Qing’s face drain of color. She tried to appease him by holding onto his arm, “Let’s negotiate, just this once, I promise not to eat sweets excessively next time.”

Looking into her watery eyes, Quan Jingwu’s heart softened, but he maintained his stand, “Nope, it’s a month as agreed.”

“You’re awful!” Jian Qing huffed and walked upstairs.

Back in her room, Jian Qing’s mood soured. Sweating from her walk, she grabbed some clothes and went into the bathroom to freshen up.

When she came out after showering, there was an additional figure in the room.

“Why haven’t you left yet?” Remembering her ice cream and snacks, Jian Qing was upset.

“I’m here to keep an eye on you.” Quan Jingwu, while transferring clothing from a suitcase into her wardrobe, replied.

Jian Qing took one look at the huge suitcase by his foot and her lips twitched, “What is this?”

When did he bring a suitcase? Why didn’t she know?

“We’ve agreed on a six-day consideration period, and there are only two days left. I’m moving my stuff over in advance to help you get used to it.” After putting away the clothes, Quan Jingwu closed the suitcase and moved it aside.

Jian Qing reminded him, “There are still two days, and I haven’t agreed to let you move in.”

Can she kick him out?

He smiled, changing the topic, “Or would you like to move to my place?”

This person is such a rascal, Jian Qing felt like she was about to explode, “No need!”

Quan Jingwu walked up to her, gently rubbed her nose, “Fine, you can have ice cream once every half a month, and I won’t take away your snacks. Are you still mad?”

“Really?” Jian Qing’s eyes lit up.

Looking at her reaction, Quan Jingwu couldn’t help but chuckle and flicked her forehead, “Why would I lie to you?”

“Alright then, I’ll reluctantly let you stay the night.” Jian Qing tried to put up an act of generosity.

“Go and freshen up now, then help me dry my hair.”

Watching her curl up in the bed, Quan Jingwu laughed softly, took his robe, and headed for the bathroom.

In the end, undoubtedly, the master successfully stayed in the room, enveloped in soft, fragrant warmth, he slept soundly.

In the middle of the night, Quan Jingwu suddenly woke. The woman in his arms was sweating profusely, and she kept moaning in pain.

“Sweetie… sweetie, wake up. Where does it hurt?” Quan Jingwu switched on the light, sat up, and held her tighter, calling her gently.