The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Ji Nuan stabilized her body that was about to fall, lowered her head, and said timidly: "Master, I'm sorry, Xiao Nuan dare not."

The ID card is with Zhan Xiuyuan, Ji Nuan is a good person, even if she could steal it, she would not steal it.

"What's more, you are still in confinement. If the Patriarch finds out, he will skin me."

Zhan Jiuxiao went crazy, stood up directly from the sofa, came to Ji Nuan, and looked down at her condescendingly: "If you don't go, I will take your skin off now."

Ji Nuan stood motionless, raised her head, her eyes were still timid, but her voice was calm: "Then you can pick it up."

Hearing this, Zhan Jiuxiao became furious.

He grabbed Ji Nuan's neck and pinched her, but she also resisted.

When she was about to pass out, he let go of her, and said coldly: "I asked you to pick it up yourself, do it now."

Ji Nuan took a few breaths, calmed down for a while, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Master, do you want me to take off my clothes?"

Zhan Jiuxiaojun froze for a moment, then suddenly hooked his lower lip wickedly: "Yes! Do you dare?"

Ji Nuan pursed her lips, her cheeks turned red, she seemed very embarrassed, and said, "I dare not."

Uncle Zhong taught her since she was a child that a girl's body cannot be shown to a man. If he sees it, the man will have to marry her, "Unless you marry me."

Zhan Jiuxiao was about to be laughed at by her brash words, he laughed and scolded: "Marry you? You deserve it too."

Ji Nuan thought for a while, and said, "Well, I'm not worthy. So, I can't take it off." After a pause, he added the reason, "If you look at me, either marry me, or..."

Hearing this, Zhan Jiuxiao became interested, as if he was juggling, he took out a switchblade and gestured in the air, "Or can you kill me?"

The corners of Ji Nuan's lips moved, and she glanced at him, "I don't know." Either I will kill you and then I will commit suicide, if she is reluctant to kill him, she will commit suicide by herself.

Zhan Jiuxiao felt that she was extremely boring, "Go away, don't stay here, it will affect my mood of watching TV."

Ji Nuan just walked a little farther, and didn't dare to go too far: "Third Master, tonight is the new moon, I'm worried that you'll get sick, so I'll stand a little farther away, so as to prevent you from biting your own tongue when you get sick."

Zhan Jiuxiao wanted to beat her to death: "Get out of here—"

……

At the other end, it was also Shengjing.

But Shengjing Union Medical College Hospital.

In the outer room of a senior VIP ward of Shengjing Union Medical College Hospital, there is an LCD TV, which is broadcasting the red carpet show of Bai Yuelan Music Festival.

When Yan Xijing heard the host ask Wen Shuning's question, he raised his eyes from the pile of documents.

His secretary stood aside, also staring at the TV, and sincerely praised: "Miss Wen is indeed the pillar of our Huaying, there are so many fans here."

Yan Xijing raised her eyebrows, and said calmly, "Really?"

"Isn't that right? Ms. Wen is the most popular topic on Weibo right now. Our Huaying stock should go up tomorrow." After speaking, he realized something, and quickly chose to shut up.

He has been with Yan Xijing for some years, so he naturally knows the relationship between Yan Xijing and Wen Shuning.

However, at this time, Wen Shuning admitted that the love in his heart was Zhan Xijue, not Yan Jiuye. Thinking about it, even a normal man would be unhappy.

What's more, because Ms. Wen divorced his wife because of Miss Wen's divorce, and today because of Mo Yingdi's car accident and falling into the river, Mo's stock fell to the limit.

But Ms. Wen didn't show any condolences or concern to their ninth master. How could their ninth master be happy?
The secretary felt that if Wen Shuning didn't restrain himself, he might lose Yan Jiuye's backer in the future.

……

**
At the other end, Shangguan's house in the imperial capital.

When Wen Zhong saw Wen Shuning appearing on the screen holding Zhan Xijue's arm, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned in displeasure, but he quickly let go.

He dropped a chess piece on the chessboard in front of him, looked at the man sitting across from him with no expression of emotion, and spoke softly to relieve the suddenly gloomy atmosphere.

"Your Excellency the Duke, I'm really sorry. I didn't think carefully. I didn't expect that my illegitimate daughter turned out to be Mr. Zhan's favorite. I'm afraid my daughter doesn't have the blessing to be your wife." After a pause, "Of course, if you can grab more than Zhan Shao, I will definitely support you."

Wen Cup understands the situation.

Compared with the grand duke Shangguan Qi, Zhan Xijue, as the leader of the wolf totem of the empire, will be more able to help him in the general election next year.

He really didn't expect that a prostitute he had slept with back then would have given him such an excellent daughter, who could make the two great men of the empire favor her at the same time.

Anyway, for now, whoever his daughter chooses is beneficial to him.

Therefore, remaining neutral is his best choice at present, so that he will not offend anyone.

At this time, Shangguan Qi took a sip of tea, dropped a chess piece on the chessboard, and said calmly: "Uncle Wen, you lost."

Wen Zhong laughed loudly: "I'm getting old, I can't beat you young people..."

Shangguan Qi took a snow-white towel from the servant, wiped his hands, and then asked the last question on the warming cup:
"But how did I hear that that wolf Zhan Xijue married an unknown idiot woman in a flash?" After a pause, "So, are you willing to abandon me and agree to Wen Shuning being Zhan Xijue's mistress? ?”

Wen Cup's face froze for a moment, and he said: "Really? That kid Zhan Xijue is married, we shouldn't be ignorant."

Shangguan Qi raised his eyebrows, the innate scorn seemed to seep from the bottom of his eyes.

He said with a half smile: "Why, Uncle Wen thinks that Zhan Xijue's branches are taller than mine?" He clicked his tongue, "But, as the saying goes, it's too cold to be high, isn't it?"

Wen Cup: "..."

This Shangguan Qi is not easy to provoke, so Wen Zhong had no choice but to say embarrassingly: "What the Grand Duke said is true. As the old saying goes, according to the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, Shu Ning will definitely obey my arrangement and choose the most suitable destination for her."

……

**
At the other end, the VIP reception room of the Imperial Grand Theater.

After Zhan Xijue perfunctorily chatted with several local dignitaries and program directors in the imperial capital, he threw off his face, "You don't have to worry about me, what should you do."

This person in front of him is a big boss, a figure whom the president of the empire should respect three points. How dare those few dignitaries and directors with high official positions dare to be presumptuous.

As soon as these words came out, the few of them quickly left the VIP reception room.

After they left, Zhan Xijue unbuttoned a moral button around his neck.

From top to bottom, after he completely unbuttoned the entire improved version of the tunic, he took off the tunic and threw it into the trash can.

After finishing all this, he found some disinfectant and sprayed vigorously on the place where Wen Shuning had held his arm earlier.

After spraying until he felt that the smell of Wen Shuning had disappeared from his body, his frowning brows relaxed.

I don't know if that bitch An Xiaoqi is here?
Thinking of this, Zhan Xijue took out his mobile phone and called An Xiaoqi.

An Xiaoqi answered the phone very quickly, before he could speak, she mocked:
"Mr. Zhan, have you read Weibo? You and Ms. Wen are so talented and beautiful. They are a perfect match. Netizens all over the country are blessing you."

It was said that Zhan Xijue had a very bad illusion, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, he just felt like he was being led by the nose and completely controlled by An Xiaoqi.

He frowned deeply, and answered irrelevantly: "Where are you? We're here. I'll let Jiang Huai pick you up."

When it came to business, An Xiaoqi became serious and said, "There are still 10 minutes."

After Zhan Xijue said yes, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he ordered Jiang Huai to meet An Xiaoqi at a special channel.

After giving the order, he felt uneasy, so he went with Jianghuai.

While walking, he opened the Weibo interface on his phone, and the hot search list was all Wen Shuning's.

#Madden Wen Goddess Falling in Love#
#Suspected Goddess Wen’s mysterious boyfriend is Zhan Jiaquan Shao#
#Wen Goddess What kind of fairy-level love is this#
#呵呵，Wen Shihao This wonderful work has come to Zeng My Goddess traffic again#
...

Zhan Xijue clicked on one of the hot searched comment areas, his brows became more and more wrinkled the more he looked at it.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,is the goddess making us all lovelorn?"

"Woooooo...my goddess is in love, so sour, so sad, the goddess wants to be happy."

"Meeting the right person at the right time, even just a glance, is a lifetime, waiting for the goddess to announce the good news."

"I'm the only one who noticed that there is something wrong with Goddess Wen's rose soul, why does it feel so fake..."

"Upstairs, I'm afraid he came here from the slums? To be honest, according to reliable sources, my goddess' boyfriend is a boss of the Shiding Group. Can the boss send fake products?"

"Stop arguing, you guys are blocking me from seeing the goddess' boyfriend, sweet and hot, Goddess Wen's boss boyfriend is too cute..."

"Haha, upstairs, I also think the boyfriend of the goddess boss is too cute, with a high and straight nose, the goddess' nightlife should be very sexually blessed..."

"Damn, I suspect someone is driving, but I can't find evidence..."

……

Zhan Xijue probably turned two pages, but couldn't read anymore.

He exited the Weibo interface, and told Jiang Huai who was following him: "Let the company's official Weibo go and spread a rumor, saying that I am married, and the relationship between the president and the newlywed wife is as sweet as honey after marriage."

Jiang Huai let out a cry of surprise, was stunned for a moment, and asked: "...do you want to put a photo of Young Madam and you?"

There are many enemies who want to kill Zhan Xijue, Zhan Xijue thought about it carefully, and said: "Don't let it go. Just post a marriage certificate."

Jiang Huai hurriedly sighed, and called the public relations team of Shiding Group to do it.

...

At the other end, An Xiaoqi arrived at the entrance of the special passageway of the Imperial Capital Theatre.

She pushed the door and got out of the car, and saw a slender and tall figure walking towards her from a distance in the bright neon lights.

As he approached, the man's handsome face was clearly visible in the intertwined light and shadow.

He was only wearing a black shirt and black trousers of the same style. The shirt was tucked into the trousers, and his slender and straight legs perfectly jumped into her sight.

An Xiaoqi moved her gaze slightly up from his long legs, and landed on his meticulously groomed short hair, and that handsome face that seemed to be covered with thick clouds.