Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

"Miss Song, you'd better call me Mrs. Quan." Mrs. Quan said calmly, "what's the matter with you today?"

Song Xirou's face changed slightly and said, "Mrs. Quan, I know I was wrong last time. I already know I was wrong. Can you please talk to Jing Wu and let him pass our song group once?"

"Miss Song, I think you're asking the wrong person for this. How can we get started with what Jingwu wants to do? If there's nothing wrong, you'd better leave." Quan Mingxuan stepped forward and glanced at her faintly, not in a hurry or slowly.

The third brother of his family avenged his daughter-in-law. Who dares to bump into him without interest.

Seeing that Mrs. Quan was silent and had no intention to speak for her, song Xirou sank in her heart, "Mrs. Quan, do you remember the promise you promised me?"

Sure enough, she came for it.

Quan Mingxuan lifted his lips and flashed a sneer between his eyebrows.

"Of course I remember. If you have any conditions, please mention them." Mrs. Quan probably had a prediction in her heart about what she would say next.

Song Xirou saw Quan Mingxuan's mocking smile mark on the corner of her mouth. She was angry and unwilling. She was cruel and put forward conditions and said, "let us the Song family go once and don't target our song group again."

"OK, we promise you." Quan Mingxuan promised her.

"But from now on, our Quan family doesn't owe you, and you don't have to come back to us," he warned.

Song Xirou clenched her lips and nodded, "I know."

"You can go. I'll tell Jingwu about the song group." Quan Mingxuan ordered him to leave.

Song Xirou looked at the old lady with an eye right. The latter was too far. Even if she was unwilling, she had to leave.

Looking at her back disappearing into the field of vision, Mrs. Quan said, "ah Xuan, will you make Jing Wu very embarrassed if you promise her so?"

Quan Mingxuan smiled mysteriously, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, "Grandma, you can rest assured. Do you really think why Jianqing has delayed cleaning up song Xirou? She has been hanging her for your sake. She is forcing song Xirou to use the promise you promised her. In this way, if song Xirou does anything again in the future, Jianqing can clean up her without scruples."

He is not stupid. As soon as song Xirou made that promise, he understood why Jianqing didn't do it to her this time.

She is worthy of being the daughter-in-law of the third, a refined fox.

After listening to his explanation, Mrs. Quan was relieved.

"Quan Mingxuan, what are you still doing here? Don't hurry to write your review." Quan Che's Yin measurement voice sounded from behind. Quan Mingxuan wanted to cry without tears.

It's all Han Yue's fault for filling him with wine. Otherwise, how could he accidentally break his father's antique vase last night.

Han Yue is the root of evil!

In the evening, when Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu returned to the old house, they learned from Quan Mingxuan that song Xirou came to the old house today.

Song Xirou will use this promise to save the song group, which has long been expected by Jian Qing, but she didn't expect to make a decision so soon.

"Third sister-in-law, do you really want to promise song Xirou's conditions?" Quan Yifei asked curiously.

Jane Qing raised her eyebrows and nodded her head gently.

"But what if song Xirou doesn't repent in the future?" if the Song family is all right, song Xirou still relies on her. It's uncertain that she will be fascinated in the future.

"Don't worry, if she doesn't repent, I can send her to the tropical rain forest and let her repent slowly there." Jane Qing pulled her lips and smiled.

Quan Yifei smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

My third sister-in-law is very beautiful in society.

"Jingwu, are you going to the wedding of the Chu family tomorrow?" Quan Mingxuan buried himself in his hard work and wrote a review. Suddenly he remembered the wedding of the Chu family tomorrow and looked up at Quan Jingwu.

Quan Jingwu looked down at the people around him. His thin lips pursed a sexy radian. Jian Qing looked up at him and smiled at each other.

"Go."

They made a tacit sound, and there were pink bubbles in the air.

Quan Mingxuan looked at them silently and raised his hand to cover his mouth. His teeth were sour.

The night is hazy and has a unique charm.

After taking a bath, Jane Qing can't wait to get into the quilt to keep warm. Rao is with the heating on in the room. She still likes to stay in the quilt.

After a while, the door opened, the man's deep purple eyes locked tightly, and the person reading on the bed waved a smile on his lips.

He closed the door and walked over. When he heard the footsteps, Jane Qing looked up at him with her eyebrows and eyes bent unconsciously.

"All the files have been processed?"

Close to the end of the year, his workload has increased a lot.

"Yes."

Quan Jingwu opened the quilt, got into the quilt, stretched out his arm and held her in his arms.

"What are you looking at?"

She shook the cartoon in her hand, "the book given by Fei."

Quan Jingwu glanced, pinched the comic book with his fingertips and threw it aside.

"Hey, you threw the books away." Jane Qing protested, looking at the comic book that fell on the carpet.

Quan Jingwu's eyes became deep and turned over to press her under her.

"What are you doing?"

Jane Qing raised her hand against his chest, and her delicate little face was stained with a touch of rouge.

Quan Jingwu looked down, covered her flat abdomen with his big hand, and frowned. "Why hasn't our little steamed stuffed bun come yet?"

“……”

Jane Qing trembled at the corners of her mouth.

How does she know when the steamed stuffed bun will come? This is beyond her control.

"Am I not working hard enough?" he said to himself.

Jane Qing almost sprayed blood on his face.

Not hard enough?

Teasing her.

If he had tried harder, she would have died in bed.

She beat him on the shoulder and said angrily, "get up quickly. I'm sleepy."

Quan Jingwu took her hand, put it on his lips and kissed her.

"Darling, let's make persistent efforts in the evening."

The man's low voice carries a bit of charming hoarseness, as if he had brewed a thousand years of wine.

Jane Qing listened and ran away as soon as she wanted to.

"Xiaojing, it's urgent to have small steamed stuffed buns."

Quan Jingwu, um, opened his thin lips, "I'm not in a hurry, so we can work hard slowly."

Words fell, did not give her a chance to refuse, dense kisses fell on her face, and slender jade like hands ignited wantonly on her soft body.

"Daughter in law, give me a little princess like you."

He nibbled at the tip of her ear, and his hoarse voice was bewitching.

Jane's clear eyes flashed a touch of helplessness. Suddenly, her body was cold. Her pajamas had already disappeared. The man's hot kiss swallowed her reason.

The night is still very long. Master Jing is very determined to want small steamed stuffed buns.

……

On the wedding day, all the famous families in the capital came together, and luxury cars stopped at the door of the hotel.

In the lounge, Chu Ruohan sat on the sofa with a dull look. The makeup artist and the servant beside him stood trembling and dared not approach her.