Mint Cool Summer

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!'


Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

"He stopped crying?" Jian Luo was surprised.


Quan Mingxuan smiled and leaned in close to Quan Jingwu, negotiating, "Jingwu, let me hold him too. I haven't had the chance to hold my nephew yet."


Quan Jingwu glanced at him sideways, his voice cool, "Didn't you just want to give my son a nickname called 'Three-Eight'?"


Quan Mingxuan's outstretched hand froze mid-air. Was he really holding a grudge?


"I didn't, I think Seventeen and Nineteen are very good nicknames. If you guys have a daughter in the future, you can call her Eighteen. There's a saying that goes, 'a girl is like a flower at eighteen'."


The more he explained, the darker Quan Jingwu's face grew.


Such vulgar names could never suit his little padded jacket.


He shot a cold glance at him, his voice icy, "You'd better save that for your daughter."


Then his son could be called Goudan, and his daughter Eighteen. Couldn't be more perfect.


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