The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Ji Nuan is smart, she quickly realized what An Xiaoqi said.

Ruthlessly, he found a rope and tied Zhan Jiuxiao up.

But, she was reluctant, the rope was tied very loosely.

An Xiaoqi rubbed her wrist that was torn by the rope, and raised her chin to her: "You are reluctant to tie him up now, when your parents and sons see the injuries on my hands, feet and the back of my head, do you think he will Will you be merciful to Zhan Sanye?"

After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at the indescribable expression on Ji Nuan's face, but said to the driving bodyguard who was also dumbfounded: "Mobile phone."

Although the bodyguard is from the East Garden of the Zhan family's old house, he is also a domestic slave of the Zhan family's old house.

The so-called domestic slaves are the ones who are the best at observing words and expressions.

How could he be unaware of the violent temper of their paternal son, a ruffian who could castrate himself.

The bodyguard took out his mobile phone without hesitation, and An Xiaoqi called Zhan Xijue.

It can be said that it was answered in seconds, and as soon as the call was connected, Zhan Xijue's cold bass came: "Scorpion?"

Don't blame Zhan Xijue for asking, all the slaves of the Zhan family have code names, Zhan Xijue thought he was Zhan Jiuxiao's personal bodyguard Scorpion.

"it's me."

After the tone fell, Zhan Xijue on the other end of the phone raised his heart, "Did he do anything to you? Was he injured?"

An Xiaoqi doesn't want to make trouble, Zhan Jiuxiao is a neuropathy with intervals, he is Zhan Xiuyuan's youngest son who doesn't love and hate enough, she doesn't want Zhan Xiuyuan to worry about the Zhan family's uncle and nephew turning against each other because of her trouble.

She just said sleepily: "I'm fine." After a pause, "Where are you?"

After the sound fell, a strong headlight shrouded straight in front of their car.

An Xiaoqi looked at the helicopter circling in the sky, and frowned, "Did you install a radar on me? It came fast enough."

An Xiaoqi said that casually, but she did have a radar on her body.

But the radar was not installed by Zhan Xijue, but by Xia Huaishang.

That's right, it was put on the jade pendant that Xia Huaishang gave An Xiaoqi in the afternoon.

Therefore, when An Xiaoqi was attacked by Zhan Jiuxiao and tied into a car to leave the capital and get on the highway, Xia Huaishang knew that something happened to her.

Therefore, Zhan Xijue was able to catch up in such a short time.

"Your car stops at the Eshan service area." There are still seven or eight kilometers to arrive at the Eshan service area. Zhan Xijue has a wolf totem sub-helm there, and he can park the helicopter, "I can stop there."

An Xiaoqi hummed and cut off the phone.

A quarter of an hour later, the special reception room in the Asan service area.

An Xiaoqi was drinking the hot water brought by Ji Nuan with his head down, when a man with killing spirit came striding forward.

A well-ironed suit, without a single wrinkle, showed his gushing and turbulent ruthlessness at this time.

In the staggered light, the man came straight in front of her, his eyes stayed for a moment on the wrist where she was holding the water glass to warm her hands, and finally his eyes fell coldly on Ji Nuan who was beside him.

"What about others?"

The man's body was full of terrifying hostility, even Ji Nuan, a first-class girl from the Zhan family who had seen the storm, was still trembling for it.

She pursed the corners of her lips and said, "I was tied up by Grandma Sun." After a pause, "I haven't woken up yet."

As the sound fell, Zhan Xijue's gaze fell on An Xiaoqi's cheek, "Why do you think I'll vent this anger on your behalf?"

From Zhan Xijue's point of view, An Xiaoqi is by no means the kind of person who suffers from losses.

Previously, Wen Shuning had just instigated Zhan Jiuxiao to splash paint on her. Even though she was in Shengjing at that time, didn't she take revenge and go back.

Therefore, Zhan Xijue took it for granted that An Xiaoqi couldn't just let it go.

After all, the strangle marks on her wrist were clearly visible, and the skin was even slightly torn.

But, the moment his voice fell, An Xiaoqi replied to him indifferently: "Forget it."

Zhan Xijue looked at her for a while without saying a word, and then said: "Okay. You can count." After a pause, "I can't."

With that said, he was about to turn around and go out to settle accounts with Zhan Jiuxiao.

At this moment, An Xiaoqi grabbed him, stood up from the bench, and stood in front of him, "My hands hurt, my feet hurt, and the back of my head hurts too. I don't want to stay in a place like this without even a heater. service area."

When she spoke, her dark eyes were full of his reflection, maybe it was a problem with the light, Zhan Xijue felt that An Xiaoqi seemed to be acting like a spoiled child to him.

His black pupils thickened suddenly, and he looked at her silently.

After a long time, he raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, "Okay."

After he said yes, he told Jiang Huai: "Take the young lady on the plane first."

After speaking, he turned and walked out of the lounge.

Ji Nuan saw that the direction he was going straight was the business car parked outside, fearing that Zhan Xijue would maim her master, she ran out almost as soon as Zhan Xijue stepped out of the lounge.

Seeing this, An Xiaoqi pinched her brows with a headache.

Mr. Zhan still has a big temper. It seems that if he doesn't give Zhan Jiuxiao a few punches, he might be suffocated to death.

Forget it, she blocked it too.

If she can't stop it, it's not her problem.

An Xiaoqi followed Jiang Huai into the helicopter.

At this time, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening.

From the perspective of geographical coordinates, the Asan service area is 200 kilometers away from the imperial capital, which has already completely driven out of the imperial capital.

Now back to Emperor Youhuang, the imperial capital, it should be zero o'clock if you make a fuss about it.

An Xiaoqi was hesitating whether to return to the imperial capital Youhuang or just go back to Shengjing, Xia Huaishang called Jianghuai's cell phone.

When the phone was connected, the man's cold tone came, "Where is she?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huai quickly handed the phone to An Xiaoqi.

An Xiaoqi knew that the man was worried about her, so when she took the phone, she said, "I'm fine." After thinking for a while, thinking that Xia Huaishang might settle accounts with Zhan Jiuxiao in the future, she said, "Master Zhan didn't take me How about it."

Xia Huaishang is not so easy to fool, he sneered: "It's better not to fall into my hands."

An Xiaoqi was afraid that he would act recklessly: "Master, I really didn't suffer, I beat him up..."

Xia Huaishang didn't listen to her words, interrupted her directly, and answered irrelevant questions: "Should I fly directly to Shengjing or return to Youhuang? Mo Qing and Huaijin have prepared a lot of specialties from the imperial capital for you. If you go directly to Shengjing, I will Let Xiao Wu take the things back, and if he comes back, he can take them with him."

An Xiaoqi was a little tired and a little lazy, she didn't like tossing around, but she was also worried that Xia Huaishang would not recover from her injuries after she left, smoking and drinking.

She didn't respond for a long time, but Xia Huaishang on the other end of the phone knew what she was thinking.

He said: "Don't worry about it, fly directly to Shengjing." After a pause, "I know my injury well, so don't worry about it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give An Xiaoqi a chance to react, and hung up with a click.

He is used to doing things like this, he will hang up whenever he says, but An Xiaoqi feels that he is a little angry for no reason.

Because, is she hesitating not to return to the imperial capital?
An Xiaoqi twitched the corners of her mouth, pulled a blanket over her body, and sank lazily into the leather seat.

Zhan Xijue came back after 3 minutes.