The boss of the empire was blown up by me

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again, and said in a lazy tone, "Light a cigarette for Master Uncle." He lowered his voice, "I'm uncomfortable."

People who are addicted to cigarettes are like children who are addicted to milk.

An Xiaoqi knew that he was addicted to cigarettes, so he took a cigarette out of his body and fed it to his mouth.

Before she lit the cigarette with a lighter, she said, "One, no more."

Hearing this, Xia Huaishang opened his eyes, with a lingering smile in his eyes, opened his mouth to hold the cigarette butt in his mouth, and said calmly, "How long can you control me?"

These words were quite casual, it was Xia Huaishang's habit of lazy tone, but it always had a little more meaning in the ears of others.

For example, Mu Zhao, who was digging shepherd's purse in the vegetable garden not far away, accidentally cut her finger with the knife when she heard the man's words.

She looked towards them subconsciously, her eyes were full of envy.

She felt that if there was anything in this world that could make Xia Gong happy, An Xiaoqi must be ranked first.

A woman's voice sounded quickly and briskly, delicate and soft, even with a hint of flattery: "As long as Xiao Qi is alive, Xiao Qi can take care of you forever."

Hearing this, the smoking man in the wheelchair choked his throat and coughed quite badly.

Caretaker Mu was heartbroken, and quickly dropped the tool for digging shepherd's purse, and ran to the house not far away.

No one seemed to see how fast she was, but when Xia Huaishang got over the cough, she had already steadily brought a glass of warm water and handed it to him.

Xia Huaishang had a cigarette in his mouth and his eyes were red with cough, which made him look a little gentler than usual, and his body was less hostile.

He raised his eyebrows, waved to Mu Zhao, and motioned her to come closer.

Mu Zhao had no resistance to him, so she approached him obediently.

Xia Huaishang took a deep puff of cigarette, sprayed a puff of smoke on her cheek, and asked lazily: "You run very fast."

Mu Zhao didn't dare to look directly at him, and lowered his head: "Not only do I run fast, but I also have great strength."

Xia Huaishang stubbed out the cigarette butt, "How big is it?"

Mu Zhao raised his head, glanced at Xia Huaishang anxiously, then hurriedly lowered his head: "Can...can kill the big buffalo with one punch."

Xia Huaishang hummed, and said under the shocked gaze of the silly An Xiaoqi, "Follow me from now on."

After the sound fell, Mu Zhao looked up again, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise: "...You mean, can I enter the Youhuang Secret Service for training?"

Xia Huaishang raised his eyes: "I never do business at a loss. It costs a lot of money to treat you. If you don't have the money to pay back, then sacrifice your life to serve Emperor You."

Mu Zhao knew that her body mutation due to various reasons was very bad. If Xia Huaishang hadn't agreed with Emperor You to give her that kind of life-saving injection, the longest lifespan of her would be only one year.

Therefore, she didn't mind Xia Huaishang's cold and impersonal words, and was even grateful to him: "Thank you, I will definitely work hard to become a qualified agent."

Xia Huaishang took the cup of warm water from her hand, took two sips, cleared his throat, and said: "Also, don't like me, there is no result."

After the sound fell, Mu Zhao's face turned red to the base of her ears.

After being seen through by her sweetheart, she didn't feel sad except for being ashamed.

She just bit her lips in embarrassment, mustered up a lot of courage, and then stammered: "I...I know..."

She knew that a man like Xia Gong deserved a better girl.

She is not good-looking, nor was she born well, so she is not worthy.

After she finished speaking, she took the glass water cup from Xia Huaishang's hand and ran away.

An Xiaoqi felt that Xia Huaishang's words were very straightforward, so after Mu Zhao ran away, she curled her lips and said, "Master, how could you say that?"

Xia Huaishang raised his eyebrows: "I don't like it."

"Emotions can be cultivated slowly..." An Xiaoqi thought of the tragic end of Mu Zhao being tortured to death by Zuo Qi in her previous life, and felt from the bottom of her heart that Mu Zhao was suitable for Xia Huaishang, "Maybe, you give Ah Zhao With an opportunity, you can spread your wings."

Xia Huaishang answered irrelevantly: "When will the divorce be?"

An Xiaoqi touched the tip of his nose, and said with a guilty conscience: "If all goes well, we can go back to Shengjing with him this time, and we will be able to leave."

Hearing this, Xia Huaishang hummed very lightly, "Then you go with him."

When the sound fell, An Xiaoqi was a little confused, "What?"

Xia Huaishang raised his eyebrows and raised his chin at her, "He's here."

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi turned around subconsciously.

The man bathed in the sun walked towards them with a blank expression on his face.

As he got closer, An Xiaoqi realized that his handsome brow bone was bruised, and the corners of his mouth were also slightly red.

Well, An Xiaoqi subconsciously thought of the phone call Wen Shihao made with her earlier.

【Zhan Xijue and Zhan Jiuxiao fought at Wen Shuning's funeral. 】

Because the fight was with Zhan Jiuxiao, not anyone else, An Xiaoqi could probably guess that it was Zhan Jiuxiao who fought for Wen Shuning's death, and he provoked it.

For a dead woman, the fight between the uncle and the nephew will definitely become the talk of the wealthy young masters and rich wives.

Gee!
To be honest, An Xiaoqi really had to admire Wen Shuning.

She glanced over Zhan Xijue with a very indifferent look, and said: "If you come to pick me up, maybe not today, I still plan to go to Babao Mountain to visit Grandpa, tomorrow morning at the earliest."

Zhan Xijue locked his eyes on An Xiaoqi's sun-baked white and rosy face. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and landed on Xia Huaishang, and said calmly, "How is the injury?"

Xia Huaishang answered irrelevantly: "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say, don't talk about such things with me, it's useless."

Zhan Xijue nodded, expressing his agreement with his words: "Then let's talk alone?"

When the sound fell, An Xiaoqi interrupted them: "What is it that I can't hear..."

Xia Huaishang interrupted her: "When adults talk, children don't interrupt."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"Aren't you going to Babao Mountain to see your master? Ask Mo Qing to send someone to take you there, and come back for dinner at night."

The man is going to push her away.

An Xiaoqi felt that Xia Huaishang and Zhan Xijue must be plotting something big, but they didn't intend to let her get involved.

Even Zhan Xijue said at this moment, "This place is not far from Babao Mountain. When you finish watching your grandpa, I will have a good chat with your uncle."

"What are you doing behind my back?"

The two bosses ignored her and completely ignored her.

Xia Huaishang called his subordinates to push him, and motioned to Zhan Xijue: "This is not a place to talk, change to another place."

Zhan Xijue hummed coldly, then walked in front of An Xiaoqi.

The little girl frowned, looking quite unhappy.

I haven't seen her for three days. Zhan Xijue just looked at her like this, and his heart became weak. He wanted to hug her as soon as he bowed his head, but An Xiaoqi took a step back subconsciously, so his hugging movement It was empty.

Since he didn't hug anyone, Zhan Xijue's expression was naturally ugly.