The boss of the empire was blown up by me

She smoothed Xijue Zhan's brows with her hand, and smiled a little charmingly: "Don't frown all the time, Mr. Zhan."

With a lazy and soft tone, "If I really want to make you green, you will definitely not be in the state you are in today. Seriously, I really want to show you what it is like to really seduce a man."

After she finished speaking, she withdrew her hand.

Zhan Xijue's expression was unpredictable.

It's not that he couldn't hear anything other than sarcasm in An Xiaoqi's words.

She was telling him in a disguised form that if she wanted to seduce someone, she could do it with just a few clicks of her fingers. Her words were all implying that his existence meant nothing to her.

Really angry.

Before, he always felt that she would cross the river and tear down the bridge after using him, which was heartless and ungrateful.

Actually he was wrong.

She is not heartless.

She was just ungrateful to him.

Zhan Xijue felt that Jiang Huai had a good saying before - you will reap melons, you will reap beans, and you will reap the fruits of what you sow.

Before that, he had never really treated her kindly, and her attitude towards him was reasonable.

Thinking of this, the anger that was entrenched in his heart dissipated a lot in an instant, and the redness in his eyes also disappeared completely.

Zhan Xijue stretched out his hand, the palm of his hand fell on her waist, slightly stretched, and pulled her into his arms.

An Xiaoqi didn't expect that the man who had heard what she had said before could be so calm and make such an unexpected move.

She was pulled into his arms by him, and in the next second, the man's lips fell on her forehead.

His lips were a little cool, and he pressed against her forehead, and finally bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "Okay, I will pick you up in two days."

Is this a compromise to her?
"Mr. Zhan, do you like me?"

Zhan Xijue looked at the woman who suddenly raised her neck and looked at him without blinking, and said objectively: "It should be."

He used to be quite infatuated with Wen Shuning, especially when Wen Shuning was playing the piano, but now his liking for An Xiaoqi is different from his liking for Wen Shuning.

An Xiaoqi let out a low sigh, raised her eyebrows and said, "I don't know how much you can sacrifice for me if you like it."

Zhan Xijue didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"The so-called liking, most of the time, is based on compromise again and again."

Zhan Xijue raised his eyebrows: "Really? You seem to understand very well, have you ever liked anyone?"

Yes, she did.

In the last life, she surrendered her sincerity to Wen Shiyu, and in the end her family was ruined.

In this life, how could she give her heart casually?
She looked at Zhan Xijue indifferently for a while, and said, "Yes, I liked it."

Zhan Xijue raised her chin with his long fingers, bowed his head close to her cheek, and kissed her face with his lips, "Should we try it, just like what you said, just talk about the so-called love, huh? "

The low and bewitching voice lingered in An Xiaoqi's ear.

An Xiaoqi just smiled lowly: "Not now." After a pause, "Mr. Zhan, I have a cleanliness obsession, and I like to be clean in body and mind. Your heart was dirty by Wen Shuning earlier, and the body may also be..."

As soon as this remark came out, Zhan Xijue interrupted her: "I have only held hands with her."

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

Zhan Xijue said again, in an aggressive tone: "You care so much about whether my body and mind are clean, do you want my heart right from the start?"

"of course not."

"That's it."

An Xiaoqi asked him strangely: "Mr. Zhan, you are not afraid that I will play with your feelings. After all, I am a wicked woman with a vicious heart when I am with you."

Zhan Xijue's smile was a bit nasty, and his words were even more shameless: "I can't wait to see what Miss An looks like when she plays with men's feelings."

An Xiaoqi raised her hand and pulled off his collar: "Then when we go back to Shengjing, let's tear up the divorce certificate first. After the divorce, I'll give you a chance to pursue me, how about it?"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

Zhan Xijue was still pissed off by An Xiaoqi's words.

For two days in a row, the two did not contact each other.

At noon on the third day, An Xiaoqi pushed Xia Huaishang outside to bask in the sun, and Wen Shihao called, saying that at Wen Shuning's funeral, Zhan Xijue and Zhan Jiuxiao started fighting.

The specific reason for the fight is unknown, but both of them were hanged.

An Xiaoqi didn't care about it, and after Wen Shihao finished talking about Wen Shuning's funeral, she said, "Are you feeling better?"

Mentioning this, Wen Shihao groaned twice in pain, "How fast, the doctor said, I have to rest for at least two or three months."

An Xiaoqi grunted, remembered something, and said, "The script of "Wang Chuan", are you interested? If you are interested, you can take advantage of this time to read the original work. When the audition is held, I will recommend a mirror for you." Chance. "

Wen Shihao has always been talked about in the entertainment industry because of her temper and acting skills.

In the previous life, when An Xiaoqi was broken by Wen Shiyu and locked up in the small black room, she had received help from Wen Shihao.

She is a person with a clear distinction between grievances and grievances, repaying kindness for kindness, and revenge for revenge.

Therefore, An Xiaoqi planned to give Wen Shi a favor.

In the script of "Wangchuan", the princess of Wangyou Kingdom, a tragic character who is domineering in the early stage and died of love in the later stage, is very suitable for Wen Shihao.

As far as Wen Shihao is concerned at this time, the healing and emotional injuries make her feel miserable, and she urgently needs something to divert her attention.

Undoubtedly, An Xiaoqi's suggestion was a good choice for her.

Wen Shihao readily agreed, "Okay."

The two talked for another two or three minutes before ending the call.

After the call was over, Xia Huaishang, who was never idle even basking in the sun, waved to her: "Come here."

An Xiaoqi obediently walked over, and Xia Huaishang handed the jade that had been polished for two days to her safely.

The material is made of imperial green, and the emerald green water head glows crystal clear under the sunlight.

An Xiaoqi rolled his eyes and praised without hesitation: "Master, your hands are more suitable for polishing jade than touching a gun."

Xia Huaishang was lazily leaning on the wheelchair. An Xiaoqi watched him closely these days when he was injured. He had been trying not to smoke for a long time. At this time, he was addicted to cigarettes, and his mouth was itchy.

He touched his itchy larynx, and glanced at the little girl in front of him holding a safety pendant facing the sun, "My mouth is itchy, light a cigarette for my uncle."

An Xiaoqi sat down beside him, completely ignoring his words.

Xia Huaishang cast her a glance, and said again: "Do you like it?"

An Xiaoqi hummed, "I like it."

Xia Huaishang: "Your 20th birthday, I'm afraid I can't celebrate your birthday, and it should be your birthday present in advance."

An Xiaoqi lowered her head and fiddled with the red rope buckle on the pendant, and asked amusedly, "Xiaoqi's birthday has been celebrated before, and I've never seen you care so much about it. Why is it suddenly so good this time?"

In the past, when An Xiaoqi celebrated her birthday, Xia Huaishang really didn't bother to celebrate it for her. Basically, every birthday eve, he would transfer an astronomical sum to her card.

This time, the man chose the best jade material and polished the whole process by hand. For him, he has already spent a lot of thought.

"Okay?" Xia Huaishang raised his eyebrows.

He seldom has free time, but whenever he is free, he likes to carve jade objects.

This time, it happened that when she was recovering from her injuries, she got a new piece of jade, so she made a safety buckle for her.

"It's rare to have such a good wool." After a pause, "I always thought that you would not live to be 20 years old. Now that you are 20 years old and grown up, my uncle hopes that you will be safe and sound, and wish you good luck."

An Xiaoqi's heart was deeply touched by these words.

Who said no.

She was congenitally deficient since she was a child, and it took a lot of hard work from the man in front of her and the grandmother in front of her to live to this day. Only those who have experienced it personally can know.

As far as she is concerned, the man in front of her is also a brother and a father, and he treats her as much as a mountain, but he has always asked for nothing from her.

An Xiaoqi's thoughts moved slightly, and suddenly asked Xia Huaishang who had closed his eyes and rested his mind at this time: "Master, why are you being so nice to Xiao Qi?"

When the voice fell, the man slowly opened his eyes. He had a pair of extremely prominent phoenix eyes, between narrow and coquettish, with a cold but slightly charming arc.

There was a flash of interest in his eyes, and he smiled like a half-smile: "What do you think?"