Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Bet_1 Chapter 35: Chapter 35: Bet_1 “Boss, what about Chris?” Yi Kai asked.

With lips like shiny rubies, Quan Jingwu gave a hard and arrogant grin, “Tell him, if he’s unhappy with our decision, he can break the contract anytime.”

Upon hearing this, everyone laughed. Even if Chris could muster the courage, he wouldn’t dare pull the plug on their agreement. There are many who want to collaborate with JK International, losing one won’t harm them. However, if Chris loses his partnership with JK International, he’s in big trouble.

If he is smart, he should know how to choose.

When everyone came out of the meeting room, more than an hour had passed. Upon returning to the office, everyone immediately surrounded Shen Hao, their faces glowing with curiosity.

“Shen Hao, spill some details about the madam,” urged Qin Rui, his arm around Shen Hao’s neck.

Brushing away the hand on his shoulder, Shen Hao lazily raised an eyebrow, “Very classic, very celestial, very enchanting.”

His adjectives took everyone by surprise.

Do such people exist?

Shen Hao gave a mysterious smile, “Want to see a picture?”

“Damn, why didn’t you show that earlier?” Su Cheng impatiently smacked Shen Hao on the shoulder.

Mingdong brought over a computer and placed it in front of Shen Hao.

“Hurry up.”

Shen Hao glanced at everyone’s impatient faces and mocked, “Are you guys more gossipy than women?”

Ignoring his comment, everyone’s eyes were glued to his laptop.

With a few swift strokes on the keypad, Shen Hao hit the final key and a picture lit up the screen.

A look of surprise flashed through everyone’s eyes. Even Shen Hao, who had seen Jian Qing before, couldn’t help marveling at the sight again.

“So beautiful, Boss has a sharp eye,” commented Fu Heng.

“She’s definitely matched for Boss,” Mingdong added.

“So that’s Boss’s type,” Zeng Hang realized.

“Hey, why did you close it? We haven’t had enough,” Yi Kai complained as the picture disappeared from the screen.

Shen Hao shot him a contemptuous look, “A peek is enough. If the Boss saw this, you can imagine the consequences.”

During his last trip to deliver an umbrella, he experienced firsthand Boss’s intense possessiveness. He didn’t want to suffer the consequences.

Everyone agreed.

“Shen Hao, is the Madam the same Jian Qing who was publicly acknowledged by Old Master An?” Fu Heng asked doubtfully.

They had loosely heard about what happened at Old Master An’s birthday banquet some time ago. It couldn’t be the same Jian Qing, could it?

Shen Hao snapped his fingers, “Bingo, you guessed it.”

“No way!” exclaimed Qiao Yu.

Coincidence, right?

“Did the Boss fall for the madam at the banquet?” speculated Xiao Lu, looking curiously.

Everyone looked at him as though he was an idiot and all replied in unison, “Why don’t you go ask the boss now?”

“No, no,” Xiao Lu quickly shook his head.

He didn’t have the guts.

“Shen Hao, have you seen the madam?” asked Qiao Yu.

Shen Hao nodded, “Just once, while picking up Boss.”

“How does she appear in person?” asked Mingdong, curiously.

“In person, she’s more beautiful than in the photo, her temperament like a lotus. When she stands next to the boss, she doesn’t get overshadowed by his aura. They look incredibly well-suited,” Shen Hao reminisced about the scene he had seen in the rain that day.

Listening to Shen Hao’s description, everyone became more curious about Jian Qing.

“Remember, never call her ‘Madam’ in front of her, call her ‘Miss Jian’,” Shen Hao reminded them.

“Why?” Xiao Lu blurted out without thinking.

“Are you stupid? If you scare the madam away, you’ll face Boss’s wrath,” Yi Kai smacked him on the head, retorting.

“Does the madam not like Boss?” Fu Heng questioned.

“The madam isn’t as simple as she seems. Boss has probably gone to see her now and likely got a cold reception,” Shen Hao surmised, “For now, at least, she probably doesn’t like Boss yet.”

Upon hearing this, everyone realized that Boss hadn’t won her over yet.

“Why don’t we bet on when Boss will win her over?” suggested Su Cheng, sneering mischievously.

“And the stakes?” Shen Hao agreed.

“The loser works overtime for a month for the winner,” proposed Yi Kai.

The stakes were definitely more appealing than money. Continuous overtime was grueling, let alone a month’s worth.

The rest bit the bullet and agreed.

In the end, Shen Hao, Su Cheng, Xiao Lu, and Qiao Yu bet that Quan Jingwu could win Jian Qing over in six months, while Yi Kai, Zeng Hang, Mingdong, Fu Heng, and Qin Rui bet on five months.

But who can predict how these things would unfold…

An Family Mansion
Since the appearance of Jian Qing, the once quiet old house was no longer peaceful. The members of the An Family who were living elsewhere returned to the mansion, a development Zhou Qi was very pleased with. To her, representatives of the An Family’s main bloodline were of utmost importance.

As for Jian Qing, hmph, she was nothing more than an illegitimate child with no connections to their family.

Because it was Jian Qing’s first day back at the old house, the excited Old Master An rose early in the morning and waited in the living room after having breakfast.

Members of the Yang Family were there as well. Seeing Old Master An’s excited face, they felt a sourness in their hearts and their dislike toward Jian Qing deepened.

“Qiu Bo, did you give the orders to the kitchen? And is Miss Qing’s room properly prepared?” Old Master An asked, while constantly glancing at the entrance.

Qiu Bo laughed, “Master, you have asked several times. Miss Qing’s room is all set up and I did tell the kitchen to prepare more dishes.”

Unusually, Old Master An gave a hearty laugh, “I’m so overjoyed that I’m muddled.”

“What’s the big fuss, what is Jian Qing to be bragging about?” grumbled Yang Xiang, extremely dissatisfied with Old Master An’s clear bias.

“Xiangxiang” cautioned Yang Lin.

Master An’s obvious bias towards Jian Qing meant that directly confronting her was not a wise move. Yang Lin was confident she could find Jian Qing’s weaknesses in time.

“I get it,” huffed Yang Xiang, before turning away.

“Master, Miss Qing is coming,” Qiu Bo, who was sharp-eyed, noticed someone approaching the door and alerted everyone.

Upon hearing this, everyone’s gaze turned to the entrance, to where a slender figure of a lady was appearing.

After going to the car dealership with Quan Yifei, Jian Qing returned to Shijin Haoting, grabbing a few sets of clothes and personal items. She didn’t bring anything else, giving the impression that she wasn’t moving in permanently, but seemed as though she was here for a short vacation.

As Jian Qing stepped into the living room, she glanced indifferently at everyone present. Her heart chuckled sarcastically. They certainly held her in high esteem. Had everyone gathered for fear that she might steal their things?