Monopolize My Mysterious Wife-Chapter 501 - 487 Throw away a broken pot_1
Chapter 501: 487, Throw away a broken pot_1
Chapter 501: 487, Throw away a broken pot_1
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“Old Qin, where is Luoluo?” The old master Jian came downstairs, saw no trace of Jian Luo in the living room, and called to ask Qin Bo.
“The young master has returned to his room.” Qin Bo said.
At these words, old master Jian heaved a sigh and sat down on the sofa.
“Old Qin, it’s been so many days, do you think the feelings between Luoluo and Black Jack would have faded a bit?”
“Master, don’t you have a clear understanding of this issue in your heart?” Qin Bo said with a smile, “The young master and Black Jack have been together since they were children. You saw them grow up. Black Jack has always been protective of the young master, always putting him first. Even among brothers, it’s hard to reach this level. How could such deep feelings fade overnight?”
Old master Jian had a complex look in his eyes, and glanced at him, “Why do I feel that you are speaking for both of them?”
Qin Bo, “Master, I’m just telling the truth.”
“By the way, last time Luoluo did stand up Miss Davis.” Old master Jian’s eyes lit up, he stroked his gray beard, meaningfully replied.
“Master, you’re not still thinking about matchmaking Miss Davis and the young master, are you?”
“Why, do you disagree?”
“Master, I know that you have a deep relationship with the Davis family head, but given the current situation, the young master is not going to be with Miss Davis. If you force him to date, it might backfire. Moreover, didn’t you promise Miss, not to arrange a date for the young master before she returned? If you do this, and Black Jack finds out, he will certainly target the Davis family, which might harm your relationship with the Davis family head.” Qin Bo analyzed methodically.
Old master Jian blew his beard and stared at him, “Why do I feel like you’ve been bought by Little Qingqing?”
Qin Bo, wisely, kept silent.
“Forget it, we’ll talk about this when Little Qingqing comes back.” Old Jian waved his hand, said helplessly.
Jian Luo, hiding in his bedroom, had no idea that Qin Bo had just helped him dodge a bullet.
“Black Jack, I’m bored to tears stuck in this manor.” Jian Luo lay on the sofa, video chatting with Black Jack on his phone.
Speaking of this phone, he certainly owed a thanks to Jian Qing.
Over there, Black Jack’s blue eyes twinkled with amusement, “Are you bored? Why not help me with some paperwork?”
“I don’t want to.” Jian Luo said disgustedly.
“Then you could find an excuse to sneak out, and I’ll take you out to have fun.” Black Jack had used a lifetime’s worth of tenderness with Jian Luo.
“I do want to go out, but Grandpa is still at home.” Jian Luo’s exquisite face scrunched up, a touch of melancholy flamed in his eyes, “My sister and Bai Jue are both out, there’s no one who can help me cover up.”
The atmosphere suddenly became silent.
Black Jack’s thin lips tightened, “Luo Xiaobai, stop frowning.”
“I didn’t.”
“Then give me a smile.”
“Are you taking me for a clown!” Jian Luo glared at him.
Black Jack eyed his ruffled look and curved his lips in satisfaction.
“Don’t close your window when you sleep at night.”
His voice was low and husky, which made Jian Luo shudder.
“What are you planning?”
“What do you think?” He gave a wicked grin.
Jian Luo sat up abruptly and hastily warned, “I’m telling you, don’t you dare try anything.”
If they were discovered, both of them would be in trouble.
“Why are you panicking, don’t you trust me?” Black Jack laughed softly.
“Isn’t it obvious how tight the security is in the manor? If you dare to sneak in in the middle of the night and get caught, my dad definitely will break your legs.”
“Does that mean you care about me?” Black Jack asked teasingly.
Clearly, the two were not on the same page in their conversation.
“Who cares about you? I’m afraid you’ll disturb my sleep.” Jian Luo retorted, “Anyway, I’m warning you, stay put in your fortress tonight, or else…”
“Or else what?”
“Worst-case scenario, I won’t sleep and I’ll go chat with my dad in his room.” Jian Luo said.
He dared him to try to climb into his dad’s window.
Black Jack’s eye corner twitched. He is absolutely defeated.
“Okay, have it your way.”
Upon hearing him give up on the idea of sneaking in through the window, Jian Luo breathed a sigh of relief.
“By the way, where did your sister and Bai Jue go? When will they come back?” Black Jack asked.
If he wanted to see Jian Luo soon, he definitely needed Jian Qing’s help.
“I don’t know. My sister said it won’t be too long.” Jian Luo replied.
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted them.
“I have to go. Goodbye.”
Jian Luo hurriedly shut off his phone, ran to the side of the bed to stuff the phone under the pillow, and then calmly went to answer the door.
“Qin Bo!”
The door opened. When he saw it wasn’t Old master Jian, Jian Luo’s heart settled back in his chest.
Qin Bo glanced at him, as if seeing through something, but only smiled lightly, “Young master, the old master is waiting for you in the living room to play chess.”
“I’ll be right down.” Jian Luo said.
After seeing off Qin Bo, Jian Luo did not dare to linger upstairs, he rushed downstairs for fear of being found out by Old master Jian.
…
By the evening, Jikin had finally made his choice.
In order to prevent Jikin from doing anything suspicious, Bai Jue gave him something to eat that sapped his strength.
After dinner, Qiao Yu brought Jikin over.
“Jikin, it seems you’re not too stupid.” Jian Qing said with a smirk.
Jikin snorted, his face ugly, “Say what you want to know.”
“Straightforward.” Jian Qing applauded, the corners of his mouth curving ever colder.
“Where are Iverson and the others?”
Jikin steeled himself and said, “You’re right, they’re on the island. There is a secret passage under the rundown church in the town.”
Everyone’s faces turned pale.
A church? A secret passage?
“Impossible, we have searched the church, there is no secret passage you speak of.” Abel challenged.
“Ha!” Jikin looked at him with scorn in his eyes, “That secret passage is under the white statue in the church. If you don’t move the white statue, there’s no way to find the passage.”
If the secret passage were that easy to find, he and Iverson would have been captured long ago.
Quan Yimo’s handsome face darkened. It seems that Iverson was cunning, hiding the passage under the white statue.
“How many of you are hiding on the island?”
Jikin, “Iverson, Bian, and Matt, and me, the four of us, plus about ten other people.”
“Where did you get those virus samples from?” Fu Heng asked.
“Of the four of us, Iverson always made the decisions. Bian researched the virus samples. Matt is a hacker genius, the chip was his work, and I was responsible for contacting others for transactions.” Jikin spat out the information all at once, with a kind of resigned desperation.
