??Chapter 436: 422, Sothing is Wrong with the Master (1)_1
Chapter 436: 422, Sothing is Wrong with the Master (1)_1
She had no intent of showering again in such cold weather.
Quan Jingwu carried her into the bathroom and closed the door.
“Quan Jingwu, are you asking for a beatdown?”
Jian Qing sat on the vanity, pretending to choke him with both hands.
Quan Jingwu’s hot hands gripped her waist, his eyes deepening, “Baby, your father-in-law and brother-in-law just got
drunk.”
Jian Qing gave him a skeptical glance, was he drunk now and complaining to her?
“So what?”
He lowered his head, his warm breath spraying on her face, “Compensate .”
“…”
Jian Qing was amused.
“Why?”
“Your father’s debt must be repaid by his daughter.” He said seriously.
Jian Qing was furious, “No way.”
Damn it.
Was he just pretending to be drunk?
“Baby, let’s have a baby monkey.” His eyes were glowing, his red lips opened and closed, carrying a touch of alcohol.
Upon further examination, the man was definitely drunk.
She held his chest, whispering, “Xiaojing, it’s that ti of the month for , and my stomach hurts. Can you let
go and sleep?”
As soon as the words fell, the man’s big hand went straight to her pants.
“Hey, hey, what are you doing?”
Jian Qing hurriedly held his hand, looking at him in disbelief.
“Checking.”
He looked up and calmly said.
He morized her nstrual cycle better than she did. Trying to deceive him was impossible.
Jian Qing suddenly felt desperate.
Damn it.
He was just as hard to fool even when drunk.
She was so embarrassed that she hit his arm and shouted, “No, no, no, alright.”
Quan Jingwu chuckled lightly, his deep eyes tinged with stunning brightness, tightly locking onto her soft red lips.
“My hand hurts.” Jian Qing shook her hand and muttered.
He pulled her hand over and kissed it, “Does it still hurt?”
Jian Qing looked at him with amusent, “Are you drunk or not?”
“You try it, then you’ll know if I’m drunk or not.”
His attractive voice echoed in the bathroom.
As Jian Qing looked up, the man’s hot lips pressed against hers, a faint taste of alcohol spreading between their lips.
As always, she was overwheld by his kiss, and it felt as if the air was sucked from her chest, her clear eyes gradually clouded.
“Baby!”
He called her softly, his hot hands igniting sparks on her body.
Jian Qing’s hands weakly held onto his shoulders, sinking into oblivion with him.
…
“Master!”
Ning Feng and Xing Sen were discussing business in the living room. Seeing Mo Xiao co back, they were startled.
Mo Xiao replied and sat down opposite them.
He raised his hand to rub his brow. The wine he’d been drinking all night was still making his head feel heavy.
“Master, did you drink last night?”
Xing Sen was close to him and slled the scent of alcohol.
Mo Xiao humd, then looked toward Ning Feng.
“How’s the task I assigned you coming along?”
Ning Feng said, “The assets under the master’s na are being sorted out, and they should be done in a couple of days.”
“Master, why the rush to deal with these?” Xing Sen glanced at Mo Xiao, a bad premonition lingering.
Mo Xiao did not answer his question directly, and continued, “Once the assets including the company’s shares are sorted out, divide them into two portions. Ning Feng, you handle this.”
“Yes.” Ning Feng swallowed his doubts and agreed.
After giving his orders, Mo Xiao got up and went upstairs.
“Ning Feng, don’t you think the master is acting strange?” Xing Sen asked.
Ning Feng mused, “Do you feel like the master is especially anxious to deal with his assets?”
Xing Sen said, “Hmm, you felt it too?”
He nodded, “The master wants to divide all his assets into two parts, if I’m not mistaken, these two parts will be left for Jian Qing and Jian Luo.”
“Even if he wants to give it away, the master doesn’t need to be in such a hurry, right?” Xing Sen scratched his head, puzzled.
“Xing Sen, keep an eye on the master for the next few days.” Ning Feng ordered sternly.
The master was in a hurry to give Jian Qing and Jian Luo all of his possessions—he must have made a decision. As for what decision, he hadn’t thought of it yet, but he knew things wouldn’t be that simple.
Xing Sen said, “I understand.”
…
When Jian Qing went downstairs after she woke up naturally, only Xiya and Jian Luo were in the living room.
“Dear, co have breakfast.”
Xiya sat on the couch and beckoned to Jian Qing as soon as she saw her.
Jian Qing walked over slowly and looked toward the guest room, “Luoluo, has dad woken up yet?”
“He just had so breakfast and said he was going back to shower.” Said Jian Luo.
Jian Qing sat next to him, grabbed a bottle of milk and was about to start drinking when she started to sneeze.
“Did you catch a cold?” Xiya asked.
Jian Qing thought of what happened in the bathroom last night. Her ears, hidden under her long hair, burned. If she did catch a cold, it was definitely his fault.
“No.”
Xiya looked at her smugly and winked, smiling.
“Did you do anything naughty last night?”
Upon hearing her words, Jian Qing almost spat out the milk, she swallowed it with difficulty and shot a death glare at Xiya.
“Xiya, do you think I won’t hit you just because you’re pregnant?”
“You’re going to abuse this cute little ?” Xiya fluttered her eyelashes, smiling, “Can you bear it?”
Jian Qing, “I can, I totally can.”
Xiya clutched her heart and said, “Oh, my heart aches so much.”
“Sis, help
look at these designs.” Jian Luo organized his files and handed them to her.
Jian Qing took them and looked through them.
“I want to see, too.”
Xiya leaned over, nestled next to Jian Qing, and looked at the design drafts together.
There were ten pages in total, a series of jewelry design drafts.
After reading it, Xiya couldn’t help showing admiration in her eyes, “Luoluo, your jewelry designs nearly swept
off my feet.”
“Thank you for your praise.” Jian Luo smiled lightly.
Xiya leaned back, rubbing her round belly, “Who would’ve thought that the mysterious ‘March’ is a man? If you revealed yourself publicly, you could gain another round of fangirl’s hearts.”
“You can have the fangirl’s hearts if you like them.” Jian Luo said.
Xiya looked him up and down, and joked, “Why rely on talent for a living when you can rely on good looks? You should leave so opportunities for other n.”
Jian Luo chuckled, “I’m happy.”
Jian Qing closed the folder, looked at him, and said profoundly, “This inspiration, I hope, wasn’t given to you by soone particular?”
Jian Luo cleared his throat awkwardly, his eyes avoiding hers, “Sis, what do you an?”
“What do you think I an?” Jian Qing replied cryptically.
Xiya, the sharp woman, instantly slled the gossip.
She took the docunts and went over them again, but found nothing suspicious.
“What riddle are you two playing?”
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