Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

"Xiang Cheng, don't you know the rules of my qianshizhai? Or do you mean to come to me today?" Quan Mingxuan opened his mouth with a smile, but there was no smile in the bottom of his eyes.

Everyone in the whole capital doesn't know that quanjiaquan is a smiling tiger alive. It's hard to provoke people to see that the kind is warm. This huge qianshizhai is his industry. Anyone who enters this qianshizhai has to give him three cents of noodles.

Xiang Cheng panicked, "no... no, I'm the victim. That woman made all this."

It has to be said that Xiang Cheng's cheekiness once again refreshed the three views of the public. It was obviously your intention to see the color. As a result, stealing the chicken was not eroding, and the rice was taught a lesson. Now he still puts the responsibility on others. It's really shameless to a new level.

Quan Yifei sneered, and a touch of disdain flashed from the bottom of her eyes. "Xiang Cheng, what do you think will happen if what happened today reaches uncle an's ears?"

As soon as an Yu's face changed, even Yang Xiang couldn't help beating drums. Grandpa was eccentric and simple. If he knew what happened today, they would have to eat bitter fruit.

Xiang Cheng didn't realize the meaning of Quan Yifei's words. He didn't know why he suddenly mentioned old man an and said sarcastically, "Grandpa will help me naturally. Isn't it obvious?"

He is the great grandson of his family. What is that woman and what qualifications are comparable to him.

Quan Yifei gave a cry. "Really? I don't think so. After all, Jianqing is the great granddaughter admitted by Uncle an to his face."

In a word, like boiling water, the scene exploded.

The people were silly and stared at Jian Qing. Some of them couldn't return to God.

One is Jane and the other is Ann. It doesn't make sense!

What the hell is going on?

They seemed to smell the gossip of a rich family.

Xiangcheng's ferocious smile hasn't faded yet. Quan Yifei's words are like a thunderclap on his head. Is Jianqing the great granddaughter recognized by grandpa?

No... no way, it's not true.

The injured hand hung on his side, numb to Cheng, as if he didn't feel any pain.

An Yu realized that something was wrong and stretched out his hand to pull Xiang Cheng to his side, "didn't your mother tell you?"

This is terrible. Originally, they thought Xiang Cheng knew Jian Qing's identity and just wanted to tease her. Unexpectedly, Xiang Cheng really had an idea about Jian Qing.

Xiang Cheng shook his head dully in his eyes, and an Yu's heart sank.

"Jane Qing, it's not easy to meet. That's fate. Enjoy a meal together." Quan Yifei continued to invite.

Jane Qing wanted to refuse. She nodded when she thought that Quan Yifei had just maintained her appearance.

Quan Yifei compared a scissors hand and succeeded.

"Let's go, my second brother. There are many delicious foods here. I'll introduce them to you." Zilai skillfully took Jian Qing's hand and Quan Yifei took her upstairs.

In addition to the people she knew, Jane Qing hardly had such intimacy with others. Her body stiffened. Seeing the bright smile on Quan Yifei's face, Yu Guang still didn't choose to take a hand and let her hold it.

Quan Yimo and Quan Mingxuan followed up the stairs. At the end, Quan Jingwu took a meaningful look at Xiang Cheng, and then went upstairs.

An Yu's eyes kept chasing Quan Jingwu's back until his back disappeared in sight and couldn't return to God.

"Yu'er!" an Yu shouted.

An Yu revived. Seeing Xiang Cheng's pale face and the bleeding hand, he couldn't help frowning, "brother, what should I do now?"

"Go to the hospital, yu'er, you go to inform the aunt." an Yu dragged Xiang Cheng and took him to the door. He made such a farce. How can he still have the mind to eat.

Ann language three people quickly followed.

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The ninth floor is Quan Mingxuan's private domain. Others can't come up without his permission.

I don't know whether it's coincidence or intention. Quan Jingwu sits directly opposite Jianqing. On the table, he has the right to Fei. The atmosphere has been active all the time.

Sitting next to Jian Qing, Quan Yifei and Jian Qing introduced Quan Yimo. They wanted to explain their ancestors for 18 generations.

"Well, reciprocity, Jane Qing, introduce yourself," Quan Yifei said with a smile.

Jian Qing hooked her lips and smiled, "my name is Jian Qing."

Short four characters, neat and not sloppy, have her style very much.

Jing waited for her below, but she didn't speak again. A large black line fell off Quan Yifei's head.

It's gone?

Don't you know her name is Jianqing?

Are you kidding.

Quan Yifei coughed softly, "what, otherwise, shall I ask you?"

Jane Qing looked at her in her spare time, without a promise. "It depends on what you ask."

"Don't worry, it's definitely a simple problem." Quan Yifei patted her chest and promised.

Jane is silent and is all ears.

"First question, how old are you this year?"

"Twenty two." Jane answered.

"Second question, do you have any special hobbies and interests?"

"This is relatively broad, there is no specific."

"The third question, do you live in Shijin Haoting? Why haven't you seen you there before?"

"Well, just moved in."

Quan Yifei looked careless. In fact, she was also careful. After a round of questions, they were all unimportant questions, and did not mention the topic of settling down.

"Last, can you teach me your unique skill of chopsticks?" mentioned this, Quan Yifei's eyes were bright, almost like a hungry wolf staring at the meat.

Quan Yimo reached out and knocked on her head, smiled and said, "you girl, what do you want to do?"

"Prevent sex wolves." Quan Yifei replied naturally.

"..." Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yimo took a swipe at the corners of their mouths.

Anti sex wolf?

Miss Quan, who dares to touch her?

Jian Qing could not laugh or cry and said humorously, "I'm afraid it won't work."

It's impossible to do that without practicing her strength and skills for several years. Even if she wants to teach her, it's difficult.