Monopolize My Mysterious Wife-Chapter 513 - 498 I can be without Black Jack_1
Chapter 513: 498, I can be without Black Jack_1
Chapter 513: 498, I can be without Black Jack_1
Mingyan felt a gaze on her and raised her head to look over, almost slicing her finger with the kitchen knife she was holding as she was startled.
“I know I’m handsome, but if you’re obsessing over my face and cut your finger, don’t blame me,”
Bai Jue stepped into the room, grinning playfully.
“…”
Mingyan fiercely chopped the meat on the cutting board with her kitchen knife while glaring at him.
She was infatuated with him?
Heck, no. What a joke.
“Flat chest, didn’t know you could cook.” Bai Jue glanced at the pot of boiling soup and teased.
“Try calling me flat chest again” Mingyan brandished her knife threateningly.
“Isn’t it true?” Bai Jue gave a nonchalant sweep over her chest, a smirk playing at his lips.
“Where am I small? If your eyes have a problem, go see a doctor,” she retorted, thrusting out her chest and grabbing his collar.
Bai Jue chuckled lightly, “Are you seducing me?”
Meeting his teasing gaze, Mingyan suddenly realized how suggestive their interaction was.
Her palms heated up and she hastily let go of his collar, stepping back.
“Don’t get the wrong idea.”
She crossed her arms awkwardly, refusing to meet his eyes.
“Why are you in here, get out.”
Bai Jue replied, “Obviously, I’m here to eat. I didn’t even eat dinner last night.”
“There’s nothing for you to eat here, get out,” Mingyan rushed, feeling strange whenever they were in the same space.
“Didn’t I save you once yesterday in the secret passageway? Is this how you repay your savior?” Bai Jue crossed his arms, pursing his lips.
“I…” Mingyan choked up.
Although he was annoying, it was true that he had helped her in the secret passageway yesterday.
She decided to put up with his antics this one time.
“Wait here.”
Mingyan served a bowl of soup and a plate of freshly-cooked food in a tray.
“Take this, we’re even now.”
Bai Jue glanced at the steaming food and smirked, “So my life’s worth just one meal?”
“What else do you want?” Mingyan glared at him.
“Well, first make me a cup of coffee. Thanks.”
With that, Bai Jue grabbed the tray and walked out.
Mingyan watched his retreating figure and stomped her foot in frustration.
Damn it.
Once again, he had gotten the better of her.
Here’s hoping he chokes on it.
When Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing arrived downstairs, everyone else from the troops was already there.
After this operation, no one underestimated Jian Qing anymore. The parachuting commander had won everyone’s respect.
“Jian Qing, when will you leave?” Yimo asked.
Now everything was under control as Iverson’s people had been apprehended, and their mission was mostly accomplished. Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing were different from the troops and weren’t restricted by the military.
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“We’ll leave once Bai Jue develops the antidote.” Jian Qing took a sip of the hot milk that Quan Jingwu handed her and replied.
“Bai Jue extracted a few more chips from Iverson’s body. We’ll need your help with those,” she added.
“Okay,” Jian Qing nodded.
“Let’s have breakfast first.” Quan Jingwu brought the breakfast to her. His gentle and domestic demeanor made everyone present feel a little strange.
The King Yama they knew was not like this.
–End of Part One–
The cold wind was howling outside the window while the heater was on inside.
Jian Luo had been staying inside his room most of the time since he came back from the hospital.
If Jian Qing hadn’t secretly left him a cellphone before she departed, he would probably have withered away from loneliness.
“Are you saying the virus inside me has mutated?” a gentle voice echoed in the room. A tall figure stood in front of the French windows. His slender silhouette looked somewhat lonely.
“Is there a cure?”
Jian Luo’s knuckles whitened as he clutched his phone. He felt no warmth from the heater. His whole body felt as if it was freezing.
Since his last fever, every night he would experience a heart-wrenching pain. At that moment, he knew it was not just a simple cold or fever. He had immediately sought medical attention, only to find out there were dormant viruses in his body. The virus originated from the experimental serum Bryce had injected into him during his kidnapping, and it hadn’t been completely eliminated. His recent fever was just the beginning of the virus spreading.
These past couple of days, the stabbing pain had become more frequent at night. It hurt so bad, he wished he could just knock himself out. That’s why he went back to his room immediately after dinner to avoid his grandpa finding out.
Whatever the person on the other end of the phone was saying, Jian Luo’s beautiful face fell. His eyes were downcast, hiding the sadness at the bottom.
“I understand, don’t tell anyone about this.”
After hanging up, Jian Luo looked out the window. The sight of the withering rose bushes outside stung his heart. The doctor’s words echoed in his ears.
“Master Luo, the virus in your body has most likely been dormant for a quite a long while. The virus has now mutated and is spreading through your body. Even if we start the treatment now, it can only slow down the virus’s progression temporarily, not cure it completely. And, if the virus spreads rapidly, there’s a possibility that you will temporarily lose your eyesight. Considering your current physical condition, it’s best if you get treatment as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be too late.”
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God, why must you play such tricks on me?
If Black Jack found out, he would probably go insane, right?
What should he do?
The virus is spreading through his body; even Bai Jue probably couldn’t do anything about it.
In the study room, the old Mr. Jian sipped his hot tea and read his thick book.
“Has Luoluo come out yet?”
“No, young master Luo has been in his room since lunch.” Qin Bo replied.
The old Mr. Jian set his book down and let out a long sigh.
“That child really is a worry.”
“Knock, knock, knock…”
There was a knock on the door. Qin Bo walked over to answer it.
“Master Luo!”
“I’m looking for grandpa!”
Qin Bo opened the door to let him in.
“Luoluo, what brings you here?” the old Mr. Jian greeted Jian Luo with a kind smile. “Come and sit with me, I just made a pot of good tea.”
Jian Luo walked over and sat down opposite him. “Grandpa, I want to talk to you about something.”
“Hmm?” The old Mr. Jian looked puzzled.
“Grandpa, I’ve thought it through, I can break up with Black Jack.” Jian Luo said in a low voice, not meeting the old man’s eyes.
Only he knew how difficult it was to utter those words.
“What?” The old Mr. Jian was stunned, thinking that he must have misheard.
“Luoluo, what did you just say?”
He’s agreeing to break up with Black Jack?
Why so suddenly?
Jian Luo hid the pain that flashed in his eyes and repeated hoarsely, “Grandpa, I can break up with Black Jack.”
