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Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Who was Quan Jingwu? He was the prominent figure at the heart of the city, nicknamed "Master Jing," and he was also the pinnacle "Big Diamond" of the city's social pyramid. However, one day, the highly esteemed ""Big Diamond"" got labeled ""exclusive"" by a woman, someone they regarded as the lowest of the low. Everyone in the city was left dumbfounded. And who was Jian Qing? She was the family's black sheep, rejected as an illegitimate child, and the laughingstock of the aristocratic families. When she returned, she shone brilliantly; it was time for those who owed her to pay back. As her multiple identities were unveiled, those who once looked down on her felt like they had been slapped in their faces. The first time they met, she was as serene as a lotus. She had a composed demeanor, and she made a grand entrance. The second time they met, she was as fierce as a wild beast. There was a faint smile on her face, but her actions were ruthless and swift. The third time they met, she was as cunning as a fox. With a simple call of ""Little Jing,"" she completely captured his heart, leading him onto the path of a doting husband and never looking back. Scene of Lovey-Dovey Moments: Subordinate: ""Boss, there's a rumor outside that Madam was born to restrain you, and your fortunes don't align." Master Jing: "Nonsense." "...". The subordinates lowered their heads and shifted back slightly, afraid of their boss's wrath. Then, a deep voice with a hint of indulgent laughter rang out, ""Clearly, she was born to pamper and love me."" Caught off guard by a sudden burst of affection, everyone instantly felt overwhelmed with love and let out a heartfelt cheer. 'Madam, come quickly and take away the boss—boss is about to show off his affections again!'

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Dịch giả: 549690339

The old master grunted coldly, "Luoluo was born in March. What does that have to do with you? If you don't have capabilities of your own, then don't be jealous of others."

These words were not only directed at Yang Xiang, but also made An Yu and the others slightly uncomfortable.

"Grandpa, we didn't mean it that way," An Yu stammered plaintively.

The stern expression on the old master's face, coupled with his naturally imposing demeanor, made An Yu and the others genuinely fearful.

Zhou Qi, unusually silent, was glued to the TV. She watched the young boy on the screen who bore some resemblance to An Zhe and felt an inexplicable mix of emotions in her heart.

"Aqiu, get the car ready. I'm off to play chess with Old Han," the old master got up, leaning on his cane.

"Yes."

Aqiu helped him out slowly.

Once the old master was gone, Yang Xiang could no longer contain her temper.