Chapter 221: 221, She is my life (1)_1 Chapter 221: 221, She is my life (1)_1 The sky gradually darkened…
After dinner, Han Yue and Quan Mingxuan lingered for a while before leaving together.
Jian Qing received a call from Mr. Jian and went upstairs to take the call.
For a moment, only Quan Jingwu and Jian Luo were left in the living room, with their eyes locked onto each other, creating a somewhat tense atmosphere.
Facing the deep purple eyes of the man across from him, Jian Luo stubbornly averted his gaze, ultimately defeated.
At that moment, he truly resonated with Black Jack and Bai Jue’s views of Quan Jingwu.
His imposing presence and intimidating gaze made it impossible for people to meet his eyes for long.
“Quan Jingwu, listen to me, even though my sister has agreed to let you live here, you are not allowed to share a room with her.”
He went upstairs for a tour and found that aside from the master bedroom, no other rooms showed signs of being lived in.
This meant Quan Jingwu not only moved in with unmatched audacity but also shared a room with his sister.
This had utterly exceeded what he could bear.
“Impossible,” Quan Jingwu stated decisively, crossing his legs and lounging on the sofa.
“What gives you the right? This is my and my sister’s home, you have no say,” Jian Luo voiced his displeasure at the situation, speaking coldly.
After a moment’s hesitation, Quan Jingwu calmly replied, “Jian Luo, do you really want to ruin your sister’s happiness?”
There was no denying, Quan Jingwu always had a way of hitting Jian Luo’s weak spot.
He glared coldly, struggling to suppress his anger, “Who are you to say that, and on what basis do you claim that you are my sister’s happiness?”
Quan Jingwu spoke again, “Jian Luo, you may not believe me, but you should believe your sister.”
His words unsettled Jian Luo, who watched the man across from him with a complex gaze.
He knew that as well. In this world, he might not trust anyone, but the one person he didn’t doubt was his sister.
As for Quan Jingwu, he was angry that he had taken his sister, not that Quan Jingwu couldn’t make her happy as he kept saying. He was well aware of his sister’s ability to judge people.
But he couldn’t bear Quan Jingwu’s calm and composed demeanor or his audacity for taking his sister, which was why he purposely made things difficult for him, only to find himself getting upset each time.
Frowning, he finally said, “Quan Jingwu, my sister is not as fragile as outsiders think, so don’t hurt her at all, or else I won’t let you off, not until one of us is dead.”
His sister shouldn’t belong in the darkness. She should be the princess cherished by their Jian family.
Quan Jingwu spoke seriously, “I can’t make any promises to you, but there’s one thing I can make clear.”
Jian Luo listened coolly, waiting for him to continue.
“She is my life!” Quan Jingwu stated simply. His deep purple eyes seemed to hold countless stars, enough to drown anyone in his tender sentiments.
Holding his phone tightly, he moved into the shadow at the corner of the second floor.
After a moment, Jian Luo turned his head, his gaze concealed by his lowered eyelids, hiding a fleeting smile.
His phone rang unexpectedly. Jian Luo took a look at the call but didn’t answer right away.
“Quan Jingwu, you’d better always remember what you said tonight.”
Having said that, he got up, took his phone, and walked towards the French window.
Quan Jingwu’s lips twitched into a slight smile, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.
So, did his little brother-in-law just imply that he was going to get along well with him?
Did he understand that correctly?
Now that he had resolved the issue of his little brother-in-law, he naturally had to spend time with his sweetheart. He got up and went upstairs.
From the corner of his eye, Jian Luo saw Quan Jingwu go upstairs. He just pulled a face, but unlike before, he didn’t rush to stop him.
“Luo Xiaobai?” On the other end of the line, Black Jack’s voice came through, and Jian Luo pulled his gaze back and replied.
“Hmm?”
“Luo Xiaobai, how do you feel about meeting them?” Black Jack’s low voice was laced with a subtle hint of tenderness.
“How else could I feel, despicable man,” Jian Luo retorted.
Without seeing him, Black Jack could also imagine the expressions of the little white in distant China. After casually chatting for a while, he eventually asked the question he was most concerned about, “Now that you’ve seen everyone, when are you planning to come back?”
“I haven’t planned that yet.” Jian Luo leaned against the French window, squinting at the sparse stars in the night sky.
Over there, Black Jack’s handsome face darkened at the news. He found the files in his hand quite irritating and tossed them onto the desk, “What do you mean you haven’t planned yet?”
He knew he should never trust little white easily. He promised solemnly to come back in a week.
“Beijing is actually pretty good. I met two new friends today, one of whom is quite similar to Bai Jue. We have planned to go racing when we’re free,” Jian Luo said in a light tone, causing Black Jack’s face to darken noticeably on the other end of the phone.
“Racing? Luo Xiaobai, who allowed you?”
Barely in Beijing and already feeling audacious, huh?
In the past, Jian Luo would never dare to mention his intention to race cars in front of him. But this time was different because he had someone to back him up.
“My sister agreed.”
He now had a golden pardon.
Black Jack furrowed his brows, puzzled as to how Jian Qing could agree.
Knowing Jian Luo’s personality well, he knew that Jian Luo wouldn’t dare lie about Jian Qing. Black Jack’s brows furrowed deeper.
“Who are these two people you met?” he asked tentatively.
“One is Quan Jingwu’s younger brother Quan Mingxuan, the other is his friend Han Yue.” Jian Luo replied casually without much thought.
“Both of them are quite interesting.”
Interesting?
A chill coursed through Black Jack’s eyes, “Which one is more interesting?”
A wave of jealousy spread in the study.
“Let me think!” Over there, Jian Luo thought hard, comparing Quan Mingxuan and Han Yue.
It took him a minute before he finally answered, “Han Yue is more interesting.” At least, his personality is quite similar to Bai Jue’s.
A flirtatious but funny and charming guy.
Black Jack’s eyes darkened, his knuckles whitened around the phone, as that sentence kept echoing in his mind.
“Black Jack, why are you not talking?” Feeling the silence on the other end of the phone, Jian Luo finally sensed something was off.
Black Jack seemed strange tonight.
Could it be that Black Jack had fallen in love? According to Bai Jue, people in love always seem a bit strange.
With that thought, Jian Luo suddenly grasped, “Black Jack, do you have someone you like?”
At that, the breathing on the other end of the phone deepened a bit.
“Luo Xiaobai, who told you that?” He didn’t respond, but asked in return.