The boss of the empire was blown up by me

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi opened her eyes, raised her chin, and looked at Zhan Xijue's downcast eyes.

There was a dim yellow night light in the room, under the dim light, An Xiaoqi unexpectedly saw Zhan Xijue's red eyes like a mad beast.

She raised her hand and squeezed the flesh in his heart, but the man didn't move at all.

An Xiaoqi snorted, and said sarcastically, "I don't know which dog man said that I treated myself as a commodity to insult your Zhan Zong's personality... What, you admit it in disguise now?"

The flesh on Zhan Xijue's heart was actually aching from being pinched by An Xiaoqi, and most of the messy thoughts in his mind were pinched away by her.

He smacked her lips hard, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Well, I like being insulted by you like this."

"Boss Zhan, you are so cheap."

Zhan Xijue patted her little face, "Let's not talk about being shameless, cheap or not, there's no such thing."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"But if you hug me like this, I won't be able to sleep."

"Can't sleep?" The man suddenly raised his voice, speaking in a dangerous tone, "How about some exercise that can help promote sleep?"

He bit the word "exercise" very hard, and his people hugged her even more vigorously, and said dangerously: "Are you still sleeping or not?"

"Then don't breathe so loudly."

"Don't move around, don't fan the flames everywhere, I can breathe comfortably!"

Just as the two were arguing, Zhan Xijue's phone that was charging vibrated.

Around eleven o'clock at night.

Although this point is the real start time of the night life of most rich kids, if it is not a close relationship, who would disturb the peace of others at this time.

Zhan Xijue's cell phone is set to ring, so when the call comes, it makes people groan.

An Xiaoqi kicked him: "Go and answer the phone, it's too noisy."

Zhan Xijue couldn't bear to part with the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, so he clamped An Xiaoqi's kicking legs: "Wait, it won't ring."

An Xiaoqi got angry, she lifted the quilt with a jerk, turned over and sat up.

Well, after all, it can be regarded as having spent some time together, Zhan Xijue has almost figured out some of An Xiaoqi's temperament.

He could tell the difference between real anger and fake anger.

Before An Xiaoqi was about to get out of bed, he grabbed her and dragged her into the quilt, and pressed her shoulders, "You dog, you're used to it. Okay, okay, can I pick you up?"

An Xiaoqi didn't bother to talk to him.

Zhan Xijue got out of bed to answer the phone.

Well, he glanced at the caller ID, frowned deeply, and hesitated before answering.

I accidentally clicked on the speaker, and as soon as the phone was connected, a woman's soft voice came: "Ah Jue..." It sounded a little drunk, "Will you come to the Wen family's wedding ceremony?"

Zhan Xijue refused, "No." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

When he was about to block Wen Shuning's cell phone number, he met An Xiaoqi's dark eyes as soon as he looked up.

Her eyes are beautiful, like a river full of stars, with ripples.

"Zhan Xijue, can you and your ex restrain yourself?"

Zhan Xijue looked at her looking angry, and was in a good mood, "Why, are you jealous?"

An Xiaoqi rolled her eyes: "Uncle, I'm not jealous, I'm disgusted."

"Well, block her later."

An Xiaoqi hastily stopped him from doing this: "What are you trying to do? Promise her that you will go to her confession banquet."

"I won't go."

An Xiaoqi let out a low voice, and then said calmly, "If you don't go, I'll have to go in Big Brother's car."

Zhan Xijue was angry: "What does it have to do with you, what are you going to do?"

An Xiaoqi explained: "Two days ago, Wen Shiyu sent an invitation letter to my eldest brother, specifically asking him to bring me along. It just so happened that I, a bumpkin from a remote place, had never seen the world, so I really wanted to go. Take a tour of the imperial capital."

"Don't go!"

An Xiaoqi: "Can you control it? I don't even care that you hook up with your ex behind my back. Do you care where I go?"

Zhan Xijue was very upset when he heard this, he frowned deeply: "When did I hook up with her?"

Go hook up and still refuse to admit it?
"Two evenings ago, I called you..."

Before An Xiaoqi could finish her sentence, Zhan Xijue interrupted her: "You called me? Why didn't I know."

"How could you know. Because it was Ms. Wen who answered the phone." An Xiaoqi's tone was casual, full of sarcasm, "Miss Wen answered the call for you, she said you were taking a bath..."

bath?

Zhan Xijue thought about it, he did take a shower at No. 18 Golden Bund two days ago, but it was not what An Xiaoqi thought.

He explained: "I take a shower because..."

"I don't want to know why. But when Wen Shuning was suppressed by Mrs. Mo, you came forward to help her and took care of her for several days. This is an undeniable fact."

"..."

Zhan Xijue pinched his brows with a headache: "An Xiaoqi, it's not impossible for you to settle old accounts with me, but that's all in the past. If you care, as long as you behave yourself from now on, I And it will always be the same for you.”

An Xiaoqi's tone was leisurely: "Mr. Zhan, don't take me too seriously, there will be no results."

After she finished speaking, she wrapped herself in the quilt and fell asleep.

It's really pissing people off.

Zhan Xijue slammed the door out angrily.

He came to the landing bed with his cell phone, found out Wen Shuning's cell phone number, and called back.

The phone was connected quickly, and a woman's excited voice could not hide her joy: "Ah Jue..."

"Wen Shuning!" Zhan Xijue called her name clearly word by word, interrupting her coldly,
"You take yourself too seriously. I'll warn you for the last time, don't gossip in front of her, because you answered the phone call for me two days ago, and she doesn't know how much it is now. Show me your face. So, Shuning, please do it yourself."

After finishing speaking, before Wen Shuning could make a sound, she hung up the phone with a snap.

Wen Shuning on the other end of the phone trembled angrily when she heard the beeping sound.

She wanted to slap herself fiercely, she was really self-deprecating, so many men were waiting for her, why did she insist on fighting Xi Jue's love?

It's just asking for humiliation!

She took a deep breath, swirled the red wine in the goblet, and drank it down with her head raised. When she saw a tall and straight figure, her eyes flashed coldness.

...

After An Jifeng finished talking about equity financing with An Xiaoqi in the afternoon, he went on a business trip to the Imperial Capital.

He appeared at the bar in the imperial capital at this time, and he had just sent away customers.

He came back to get the wallet that was left in the box.

He found his wallet in the single sofa in the private room. Before he got the wallet, a pair of soft hands wrapped around his waist from behind him.

An Jifeng frowned, and when he turned around, the woman's bright red lips approached his cheek.

When An Jifeng saw the woman's magnificent face, he subconsciously pulled the woman away, his eyes were cold: "Miss Wen, please respect yourself."

Wen Shuning smiled alluringly, and bullied her again: "Young Master An, you say no, but your body is very honest, isn't it?"

Accompanied by her voice, there was also her purposeful hand.