Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 590: Long Live the Lady (3)_1 Chapter 590: Long Live the Lady (3)_1 Whether or not he could safely leave the Mental Hospital was none of his concern. After all, staying in a mental hospital for a long period would probably drive anyone crazy anyway.

As the saying goes, ‘as virtue rises one foot, vice rises ten’. This situation was probably the best illustration of that.

Certainly, it’s better to cross a boss than to cross the boss’s wife; otherwise, life would be worse than death.

“An apt pupil!” said Jian Qing, a satisfied smile playing on her lips.

Chu Yihen’s attempt to save Chu Ruohan from this predicament was hopeless.

Zeng Hang was very pleased with the compliment. Then suddenly, a chill wind blew from behind.

Without knowing why, he shivered. He accidentally caught sight of his boss’s sinister glare and instinctively shrunk his neck.

“Um, ma’am, I’m heading out.”

After speaking, he escaped quicker than a rabbit.

Jian Qing chuckled softly, lifting her gaze to the man who was sitting in front of the desk, “What did you scare him for?”

Quan Jingwu played innocent, “Did I?”

“Boss!”

Right after Zeng Hang disappeared, Shen Hao walked in.

As soon as he raised his head, he met Quan Jingwu’s annoyed gaze.

He scratched his head, baffled.

Did he offend the boss in some way today?

“Boss, will you be coming to the company year-end party?” he asked without thinking further.

Even though Quan Jingwu disliked crowded and noisy places, he had frequently made appearances at the previous company year-end parties, even if his presence only lasted for a short few minutes.

Quan Jingwu didn’t reply immediately, but looked towards Jian Qing instead.

“Why are you looking at me?”

Jian Qing’s lips twitched as if she was amused.

Quan Jingwu stood up, walking over to sit next to her.

“Would you like to have a look?”

“At the year-end party?” Jian Qing asked, her lips curling into a smirk.

“Mhm.”

The light in her eyes shifted as she responded, “Sure.”

Quan Jingwu glanced at Shen Hao, who nodded knowingly in response.

“Oh, by the way, Shen Hao, your boss said he would increase your end-of-year bonus.” Jian Qing said, a mischievous smile on her face.

At that, Shen Hao’s eyes lit up immediately.

An increased bonus sounded great.

He turned to look at Quan Jingwu, his eyes sparkling with eagerness.

Quan Jingwu looked down at the woman beside him, patting her head lightly.

“Double it!”

“Thank you, ma’am!” The smile on Shen Hao’s face grew even wider. He turned to smile at Jian Qing, radiating happiness.

After speaking, he wisely withdrew, grinning all the way.

“Sweetheart, what about my bonus?”

He scooped her into his arms, placing her on his lap, his fingertips lightly pinching her jaw.

Jian Qing smirked, “What bonus?”

He lowered his voice, his hand moving to her flat abdomen, “Of course, it’s when my little cotton-padded jacket will arrive.”

While saying ‘little cotton-padded jacket’, Jian Qing sniffed lightly.

She was slightly displeased and said, “It seems that in your heart, the ‘little cotton-padded jacket’ now ranks first.”

Her tone was sour.

Quan Jingwu gave a hearty laugh, tilting his head to kiss her delicate cheek, “In my heart, naturally, my wife ranks first.”

“I don’t believe you.” Jian Qing pushed his face away, the corner of her mouth involuntarily lifting, “When the time comes, I’ll just focus on our son, and you can hold your ‘little cotton-padded jacket’.”

“Is our son more important than me?” Quan Jingwu frowned, clearly unsatisfied with this acknowledgement.

Without hesitation, Jian Qing nodded and intentionally said, “Our son is soft and cute, unlike you, who is always cold and bullies me. Of course, our son is more important.”

“How could mine and Quan Jingwu’s son be soft and cute? Besides, I’m passionate towards you, don’t you feel that every night, hm?” he said in a low and husky voice, his handsome face gradually closing in on hers until their noses almost touched.

His strong masculine aura enveloped her tightly, making Jian Qing’s face flush red. Angrily, she glared at him, “Go away.”

“I can’t move, why don’t you help me?” he said, his thin lips faintly brushing against her moist and rosy lips.

Jian Qing gritted her teeth. An idea seemed to pop into her head, and the corner of her lips curled into a meaningful smile.

She raised her hand and touched his chest, leisurely unbuttoning his shirt.

One button, then another.

It was only when she got to the third button that she stopped.

Quan Jingwu looked down at her, allowing her to create chaos.

Jian Qing’s lips curved into a small smile. Her cool fingertips slipped into his shirt and touched his solid chest, causing a sudden surge of heat in her palm.

Realizing a certain someone was getting worked up, there was a deeper sense of amusement in her eyes.

“Jingwu, you seem to be running a fever, do you have a fever?”

She looked at him with an innocent face. Her fair hand was moving about on his perfect abs, subtly hinting at going lower.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing?”

The veins on Quan Jingwu’s forehead were bulging, and he grabbed the hand that was slipping into his shirt.

“Didn’t you just ask for my help?” Jian Qing looked up, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she watched him.

While speaking, she deftly removed his hand, her slender fingers moved up and started drawing circles on his solid chest.

“How about this?”

Quan Jingwu narrowed his eyes dangerously and his Adam’s apple bobbed noticeably.

Before he could raise his hand, Jian Qing slipped out of his grasp first.

Seeing his hard-to-bear expression, a triumphant smile flashed across her eyes.

“By the way, Qiao Yu mentioned that the company’s security system needs upgrading. I’ll have a look at it. You can continue dealing with those documents.”

Before she finished speaking, she slipped away without causing even a slight ripple in the atmosphere.

Quan Jingwu looked down at his half-unbuttoned shirt, the corner of his lips curling up into a helpless smile.

Little brat, she really needs to be taught a lesson.

After leaving the office, Jian Qing headed to the think tank’s office. Quan Yifei was there, delivering some files.

Jian Qing sat in Qiao Yu’s seat, her fingers rapidly tapping away at the keyboard, leaving everyone around her amazed.

Qiao Yu’s eyes were filled with astonishment. He was looking at the woman controlling the computer with admiration.

The master is here. How could he possibly ask to be her disciple?

If he asked that, would the Boss kill him instantly?

Yi Kai was leaning casually against Xiao Lu, hanging on him limply.

The boss marrying a wife, that was indeed a profitable deal.

High IQ, high combat power, strong background, where else would they find such a wife?

“Done.”

Jian Qing retracted her hand and got up.

“Jian Qing, you’re amazing!” Quan Yifei exclaimed, giving Jian Qing a thumbs-up.

Jian Qing gave a slight smile.

“By the way, Jian Qing, I heard from Shen Hao that you and third brother are coming to the year-end party?” Quan Yifei asked.

She nodded, “We’ll come and have a look.”

“Ma’am, Shen Hao said our year-end bonuses are going to be doubled?” Yi Kai asked.

Everyone else in the think tank team was also interested in this question.

“Yes, that’s what Jingwu said.”

“Long live the lady!” the team shouted.

Jian Qing couldn’t help but laugh. Seeing this, Quan Yifei quickly slid next to her, blinking and saying, “Jian Qing, I’ve played matchmaker for you and third brother many times. There’s no merit without hard work, right? So, about my year-end bonus?”

“The same as theirs.” Seeing her expectant look, Jian Qing laughed and said, “Double it.”