The boss of the empire was blown up by me

The palm touched an unknown object and scratched the skin.

But she felt no pain at all.

She smiled, like a mandala blooming under the night, bright and charming.

Yan Xijing felt that she was crazy, and pressed the bleeding spot on her neck with her hands, gnashing her teeth, "Crazy woman——, you are courting death!"

The driver of Mo's family came to his senses at this moment, and hurried over to help Mo Nian up, "Miss, are you alright?"

Mo Nian stood up with the help of the driver's arm, she spat out the piece of Yan Xijing's flesh in her mouth, and said to the driver, "Get in the car."

"Yes, Miss."

After Mo Nian opened the door and got in the car, he rolled down the window.

She gave a little thumb to Yan Xijing who was standing there, "Master Yan Jiu, the future is long, let's wait and see!"

Mo Nian's car sped away quickly, and Yanxi Jingqi was boiling on the spot.

He tugged at the necktie severely, kicked the subordinate beside him, and ordered: "Let's go down to Shengjing City, whoever dares to cooperate with the Mo family at this time, it is my Yan Jiuye!" make life difficult for."

His subordinate is Yan Kui.

Yan Kui was stunned for a moment, thought for a while, and said tremblingly: "Master Jiu..., if you do this, if the master finds out about this, I'm afraid it's..."

Yan Xijing unbuttoned a button on his collar, and growled expressionlessly: "The old man is not young anymore, it's time to step down from the power in his hands."

When the sound fell, Yan Kui's figure trembled three times, secretly thinking that the Yan family might be about to change.

……

**
At the other end, after Mo Nian hung up the phone, An Xiaoqi didn't call back even though she was puzzled.

After hanging up the phone, she got up and went to the bathroom.

After taking a hot bath and coming out wrapped in a towel, there was a clicking sound from the door unlocked.

The door opened, and a tall and straight man walked in from outside.

An Xiaoqi didn't expect him to come back so soon, and thought that he should come back only after finishing Wen Shuning's affairs.

What's more, he also carried a box of strawberries and a supper that should be prepared for her.

An Xiaoqi paused to wipe her hair with a dry towel, and looked at the man who had come to the room and put the fruit and supper on the coffee table.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

After Zhan Xijue put the things on the coffee table, he stretched out his long arms to grab An Xiaoqi's waist and drag her to him.

The little girl who just took a bath has a soft fragrance all over her body, and her little face that doesn't wear any makeup is also very cute with powder.

Regarding the height difference, he had to bow his head a lot in order to fully see the expression on her face.

"If you don't come back, wait for you to show me your face?"

An Xiaoqi curled her lips, "How can I? The ex who just broke up with you died suddenly, but any man with a bit of conscience would send her one last ride... Even if you take care of her funeral, I won't say What, why would you show your face?"

When she spoke, she didn't realize how attractive she was.

Her body was fragrant, and the bath towel was loosely wrapped, and the oblique corner of her chest could be seen with a proud snow color.

What's more, when she spoke, her tone was careless and lazy, which was very deceptive under such a warm halo.

With a thought in mind, Zhan Xijue pulled her into his arms, leaned his chin on her shoulder, and rubbed the tip of his nose against her tender neck, with a rare gentle and tender tone, "Let me hug you for a while?"

For some reason, An Xiaoqi felt that Zhan Xijue's mood had reached the bottom.

Because of Wen Shuning's death?

An Xiaoqi thought about it, Zhan Xijue should have feelings for Wen Shuning.

If he had no feelings, a person like him would never put Wen Shuning's artistic photos on his private home theater, let alone always think of helping her when she was in trouble.

Of course, he did appear at the awards ceremony to suppress her tonight, but that didn't mean that he had no feelings for Wen Shuning.

Isn't there a saying?
From love to hate.

Maybe, he suppressed her because love turned to hatred. After all, it was Wen Shuning who cheated first and betrayed their love.

Thinking of this, An Xiaoqi didn't want to be hugged by Zhan Xijue.

She put her hands on his chest and pushed him hard.

Well, Zhan Xijue was indeed pushed away a little by her, but the next second he pulled her into her arms, and hugged her even tighter than before.

He whispered in her ear: "I have injuries on my body, please be quiet, let me hold you for a while, it will be fine in a while..."

Because he was said to be injured, An Xiaoqi thought that the gunshots on him were for Xia Huaishang, so he didn't move.

Zhan Xijue did hug her for a while, and then let go of her.

"Thinking that you didn't eat much at night, I brought you supper and fruit, and went to bed early after eating."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.

An Xiaoqi subconsciously asked, "Where are you going?"

Zhan Xijue didn't hide anything, he said: "The Wen family wants to cremate her tonight... She has been with me for two years before, thinking about letting her go in a decent way, go over and see if I can help. "

An Xiaoqi let out a low oh, and said nothing.

Zhan Xijue watched her continue to wipe the water from her hair with a towel, looked at her for a while with an unclear expression, and then said: "If you don't want me to go, I won't join in."

An Xiaoqi raised her head and looked at him: "How can I do that? What if one day I offend you badly, and you suddenly remember that you were not asked to say goodbye to your ex because of my relationship? Again, blame me for suddenly going crazy, what should I do?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue withdrew his eyes from her, turned and left the room.

After he left, An Xiaoqi threw the fruit and supper brought by Zhan Xijue into the trash can, and then climbed into bed.

Definitely a sleepless night.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he fell into a drowsy sleep.

In the dream, I had many bizarre dreams.

There are giant pythons with wide mouths, and there are piranhas that eat people...

Even, An Xiaoqi dreamed of the woman in the photo holding a bouquet of pear blossoms, that woman smiled at her in the dream, and then An Xiaoqi in the dream walked towards her, and when she got closer, that woman The woman stabbed her suddenly...

When the dull pain struck, An Xiaoqi looked up at the woman, but the woman's face somehow turned into Wen Shuning.

……

Waking up from the nightmare, the sky outside the window was already bright.

An Xiaoqi got up, washed up briefly, took out her phone, and checked the time...

It is already nine o'clock in the morning.

There are several caller IDs on the phone, all of which are warm and good.

An Xiaoqi squeezed her swollen eyebrows, and called back the phone: "What's wrong?"

As soon as the call was made, Wen Shi's angry voice came over: "An Xiaoqi, why haven't you answered the phone all this time? What are you doing?"

"I just woke up."

"Ah? Are you still in the mood to sleep? Do you know what your husband is doing?"

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows in a completely indifferent tone: "What's wrong with him?"

Hearing this, Wen Shi was very depressed.

She hated the tone of iron and steel: "What's wrong with him? He actually spent hundreds of millions in Babaoshan to buy a feng shui treasure land for that bitch Wen Shuning to bury her. What do you think happened to him? Did he treat you, a real wife? Put it in your eyes?"

Zhan Shao is rich and powerful, one hundred million and one hundred yuan should be a numerical concept in his eyes, right?

What's more, Young Master Zhan probably felt that Miss Wen Shuning's death was more or less caused by his indirect relationship, so he spent hundreds of millions to buy a geomantic treasure to bury her, probably just for peace of mind, right?

Compared to Wen Shihao's bluffing, An Xiaoqi's reaction was very calm, "We were going to get a divorce, so I don't care."