The boss of the empire was blown up by me

An Xiaoqi didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, so she interrupted him: "Go upstairs."

"Ok."

Two minutes later, An Xiaoqi appeared in the VIP exhibition hall upstairs.

Jianghuai did not exaggerate the fact that the VIP exhibition hall covering an area of ​​[-] square meters indeed displayed hundreds of famous pianos.

An Xiaoqi was very satisfied. After looking around, she said to Jiang Huai: "Go down and do your work. I'll just take a look by myself."

Jiang Huai: "Young Madam, do you want to call a knowledgeable luthier to explain it to you?"

An Xiaoqi refused: "I don't want to be disturbed." After a pause, "Including you, get out of here."

"..."

JAC is gone.

After he went downstairs, he quickly made an information call to Zhan Xijue.

"Master, the young lady has come to the piano shop to pick up violins."

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue, who was driving the car onto Xijing Road, couldn't help but sneered: "Picking the piano? She's an idiot with no diploma, but also knows the piano?"

Jiang Huai said awkwardly: "Master, what this subordinate means is that the young lady may have come to sabotage, and this subordinate saw the scissors she hid in her sleeve earlier."

Zhan Xijue pulled his lips, and said calmly: "Really? Go and get her the most expensive Seablue Star, and let her destroy it to her heart's content."

Jianghuai: "..."

"Remember to put him in prison for me. I will be there in 5 minutes."

……

**
Five minutes later, Zhan Xijue drove his Pagani to the door of Zhiyun Piano Store.

The long alley on Xijing Road is narrow and difficult to park.

He got out of the car, called the guy from the piano store to stop for him, and walked straight into the piano store himself.

He had just reached the stairs when "Carmen Fantasia" came from upstairs.

This piece of music is a test of the player's level, but it is obvious that the player at this time is skilled and the level is by no means ordinary. From the perspective of professional skills, it even exceeds Wen Shuning's level.

Zhan Xijue leaned on the handrail of the stairs behind him, lit a cigarette with great interest, listened for a while, and then continued to walk upstairs lazily.

The evening sun slanted down from the clouds and fell on the woman who was leaning against the window and playing the violin. Her whole body was as peaceful as in an oil painting, and the thick ink deeply imprinted on his heart.

It's only been a day, and this little woman has completely changed her appearance.

The originally thick seaweed long hair was permed and dyed into the most popular wool curls nowadays, with fluffy and curly ends, which made her palm-sized face look more delicate and vivid, and also made her look younger, more delicate and beautiful like a doll.

Probably because she felt that the violin was too heavy, she threw the violin on the ground in a lack of interest.

Yes, Zhan Xijue saw it clearly.

This violin is exactly the Seablue Star that he bought back from the auction market for 500 million yuan.

Originally, this violin was a New Year's Day gift that he planned to give Wen Shuning, but because of the breakup, this violin was meaningless to him.

at this time……

Even the meaning of collection value is gone.

Because, he witnessed An Xiaoqi squatting down, took out a pair of scissors from his body and clicked on the strings.

After cutting, she seemed to be in a good mood. She stood up, kicked the piano body a few times, and then turned around.

Probably because he didn't expect to see him as soon as he turned around, his eyes flashed with guilt, but they disappeared soon.

She didn't panic at the scene of being caught doing something bad, and walked towards him holding the scissors.

I don't know what she rubbed on her body, but when he got closer, Zhan Xijue's nose was full of her deadly fragrance.

Zhan Xijue squinted his deep eyes, interest flashed in the bottom of his eyes, and he said in a calm tone: "An Xiaoqi, you are very good at playing, huh?"

An Xiaoqi held the handle of the scissors, aimed the scissors at Xi Jue's heart, and made a heart-digging motion:

"Mr. Zhan, I really want to dig out your heart to see what color it is."

Getting close, the girl's breath almost sprayed on his jaw when she spoke.

Zhan Xijue couldn't help but darken his eyes for a while, and he clasped her waist with his hand, pulled her into his arms, and snatched the scissors from her hand in the next second.

He looked at her with dark eyes, raised his eyebrows and said lightly: "If you break my piano, how do you want to pay for it?"

An Xiaoqi raised her hand, pinched his heart, and said leisurely, "If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come."

After a pause, he said in a very aggrieved tone, "Besides, you were going to give this piano to Miss Wen. When I think of my husband giving such expensive things to other women, I can't control my hands." What can I do?"

Zhan Xijue raised her chin, forcing her to raise her head, so that her whole pretty face was facing him.

He chuckled: "Is it my fault for breaking my piano?"

He just said that, but without waiting for An Xiaoqi's response, he continued: "You are so excited to call out your husband one by one, if I don't exercise my rights as a husband to you, wouldn't I be very unmanly?"

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean...uh..."

Especially the urgent male hormone breath, which blocked her breathing in an instant.

Because it happened so suddenly and under circumstances that An Xiaoqi never expected, to be kissed so majestically by a man.

She froze for four or five seconds before realizing what the man was doing.

The man clasped the back of her head tightly, forcing her to look up, and was forced to bear his breath that was so dense that it was so stormy.

The heartbeat is as dense as a drum.

The man's breath was thick and stuffy that she had never seen before. The warm and dry breath almost swallowed her ears. Her whole sense of smell came from the man's strong breath.

An Xiaoqi almost instinctively resisted.

But the man seemed to have eyes, and he was one step ahead of her, restraining her flickering hands, and slamming her on the luxurious window in a few seconds.

An Xiaoqi was flustered, she felt that she was about to lose her breath, she beat and beat the mountain-like man in front of her, and bit Zhan Xijue hard.

Zhan Xijue was in pain, so he staggered away from her a little, turned his head to her ear, and warned in a low voice: "Do you know that you are afraid?"

While speaking, her wrist was clasped by the man, and she was pressed hard against something.

When An Xiaoqi realized what it was, her palms went numb.

She was angry and annoyed, her eyes were red: "Zhan Xijue, are you sick? You hate me so much that you hate me to death. You never agreed to this marriage from the very beginning. After getting married, you have been forcing my wife to leave. Now my old lady wants to leave you, but you refuse to leave..."

"Shhh—" the man's voice was hoarse, and his voice was a little more tender and tender, "If you don't want me to eat you, don't make noise." Then he breathed a sigh of relief, "Don't move."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

In the past, when Zhan Xijue talked with Wen Shuning, it was definitely a spiritual love, and the greatest intimacy might be holding hands or something.

Of course, there are also people who share the same bed, but they all sleep together.

Therefore, as far as Zhan Xijue was concerned, he didn't know what it was like to kiss before, but now that he experienced it for the first time, he felt that the feeling was simply too good, which almost made him lose his mind.