The boss of the empire was blown up by me

His biological mother was seriously ill, but Wen Shiyu didn't feel any pain on his face, he just hummed gently, "Okay."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Mother Wen hurriedly grabbed his cuff, and said, "Don't hurt Ah Jue..., I beg you."

Wen Shiyu's face showed no emotion, and he raised his hand to take Wen's mother's hand away, "As long as he doesn't block my way and is willing to surrender, I won't do anything to him."

……

**
Zhan Xijue went to Youhuang Biological Research Center to pick up An Xiaoqi the same day he left from Wen's old house.

When the plane arrived in Shengjing, it was already nightfall.

When An Jifeng heard that she was coming back, he personally went to the Castle Manor to pick her up.

Therefore, when An Xiaoqi came out of the private airport of the castle manor, she saw An Jifeng who was waiting for her early in the morning.

They haven't seen each other for a few days, and the two brothers and sisters are very affectionate when they meet.

The siblings had barely embraced for a second when An Xiaoqi was dragged out of An Jifeng's arms by Zhan Xijue who was following her.

Zhan Xijue raised his eyebrows at An Jifeng, and greeted An Jifeng with a half-smile: "My brother-in-law is really well-informed."

An Jifeng put one hand in his trouser pocket, and took the trolley case from An Xiaoqi, "What if I don't know anything? I'm just such a precious girl, I'm afraid of being abused by you."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze from Zhan Xijue's unpredictable face, and landed on An Xiaoqi's face, asking inquiringly, "Should I go with brother now, or take a rest?"

An Xiaoqi thought for a while and said, "Brother, get my suitcase into the car first, and wait for me for 5 minutes."

Hearing this, An Jifeng looked back and forth between her and Zhan Xijue's faces, and then hummed.

After An Jifeng left with An Xiaoqi's suitcase, An Xiaoqi turned to Zhan Xijue and said, "Mr. Zhan, we made it very clear on the plane earlier, I hope you can keep your promise."

Before the plane landed, the woman who had been sleeping all the way and ignored him suddenly opened her eyes and told him that she was determined to divorce.

It probably means: either negotiate a consensus to break up peacefully; or go to court to sue.

In short, in her words, she does not want to cross the New Year with the shackles of marriage.

He also agreed.

The reason why I agree is because I think it's boring for her to make trouble like this all the time.

The essence of marriage is to form a community of interests and meet each other's needs, mixed with complicated interests and feelings.

Emotion is the most complicated thing, the most basic trust, comfort, mutual help, companionship, sense of belonging, sense of security, and even the spiritual resonance of skin-to-skin contact.

But none of the above.

Their initial marriage was built on the basis of mutual use and mutual compromise. They didn't even have the most basic trust, so it was really difficult to maintain it by force.

In short, it was useless for him to work hard on this marriage that should not have been established.

What's more, no matter how much she refused to admit that she minded him giving Wen Shuning a rich burial, he could see that she was very reluctant about it.

The existence of Wen Shuning is an insurmountable gap between them, or a gap full of lice and maggots.

Looking back, it's disgusting.

Even though Wen Shuning was dead, the nausea she caused would not go away with her death.

Her death will not be like an online carnival - everyone is happy, it may be more like an imperceptible thorn in An Xiaoqi's heart.

Therefore, Zhan Xijue saw through the essence.

The end of everything is a new beginning.

Divorce only.

Who says divorced people can't remarry?

In a few seconds, Zhan Xijue casually gave him the answer: "Of course."

It was obvious to all that this man was unwilling to divorce before.

Now that she agreed so happily, An Xiaoqi felt a little surprised. Of course, she didn't ask so ignorantly.

She pulled her lips and said with a smile: "It seems that the future ex-husband is still very sensible, knowing that twisted melons are not sweet."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked towards An Jifeng's car.

After the car left the castle manor, Sir Zhan pulled his tie with a gloomy expression, and walked towards the castle without saying a word.

Mama Lin and Uncle Fu didn't sleep when they heard that they were coming back, and even prepared a rich supper for them.

As a result, they waited for a lonely time, only seeing Zhan Xijue and Jiang Huai following behind him.

Without seeing Mrs. Lin, Mama Lin and Uncle Fu both looked very ugly.

Especially Lin's mother, she is a nagging one, which pot does not open and which pot to carry.

"Young master, why are you the only one? Didn't the young lady come back with you? Did she really go back with Brother An?"

Zhan Xijue glanced at the rich supper on the table in the restaurant, and said softly, "They're all gone."

Mama Lin sighed, "Oh, young master, why are you so useless? You can't even keep your own wife... What's the use of you even being rich? Isn't it because you can't even handle your own woman?"

Uncle Fu also scolded: "If you want me to say, the young master deserves it right. If I were Xiao Qi, I don't know how many times I have divorced this kind of scumbag. Only the death of a flirtatious bastard like Wen Shuning, who ruined the country and the people, will make people happy. I can't wait to go to the Zhan family's ancestral grave and set off firecrackers to comfort the ancestors..."

The more he talked, the more angry he became, "In the end, what did our young master do? He bought her a feng shui treasured land near the 5A scenic spot in the imperial capital at a sky-high price. Do you think it's annoying or not?"

Yin Luo, Zhan Xiuyuan, who hadn't slept and waited for Zhan Xijue's return, came down the stairs in a rage.

When he arrived, the crutch hit Zhan Xijue straight on the back, his face flushed red with anger:

"Bastard——, why did our old Zhan family give birth to such worthless things as you and Zhan Jiuxiao? The family is unlucky, the family is really unlucky..."

Zhan Xiuyuan's blood pressure soared, he couldn't catch his breath, and almost pouted.

This time Zhan Xijue not only did not talk back, but also took the initiative to admit his mistake, and expressed his attitude: "I will chase her back."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xiuyuan felt instantly relieved.

But he still kept a straight face, with a highly suspicious attitude: "You didn't lie to me?"

Zhan Xijue told the truth about his lavish burial of Wen Shuning: "You know, there are dozens, if not a hundred, of enemies who are concerned about my head in the world. The high-profile burial of Wen Shuning is just to cover up people's eyes and ears. I don't want the enemies to know about An Xiao The importance of Seven to me..."

After a pause, "More importantly, I bought the Babaoshan land for another reason. There are many gold mines in that mountain."

This reason sounds a bit far-fetched, Zhan Xiuyuan still had a straight face: "Then why didn't you tell Xiao Qi the truth?"

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue pursed his lips, and thick sarcasm spilled out of his throat unhurriedly:

"Grandpa, I told you 800 years ago that An Xiaoqi wanted to marry me not because she really loved me, but because she approached me with impure motives..."

Zhan Xijue spent about seven or eight minutes analyzing the possible reasons why An Xiaoqi approached him to Zhan Xiuyuan,

"Even without Wen Shuning, she wouldn't care about your eldest grandson. So, do you think your eldest grandson told her at this time, I did this for you, would she care or be moved? "

Zhan Xiu is far from stupid.

Did An Xiaoqi really like Zhan Xijue? At first he was anxious to hug his great-grandson and didn't pay attention.

But as time went by, how could he fail to see that An Xiaoqi looked at Zhan Xijue without love in his eyes.

The reason why he insisted on being able to make a pair with Zhan Xijue and An Xiaoqi was because of Mrs. Xia's relationship with Xia Yulian.

Xia Shitai repeatedly emphasized to him in the letter that An Xiaoqi is the next successor of the Xia clan chosen by her. If the Zhan Xia family is married, the two clans will be united and they will be able to jointly defend against foreign enemies...

"Then you...after the divorce, how do you plan to get my precious granddaughter-in-law back?"

Zhan Xijue had actually thought about this question for a long time, but he didn't think of a good answer.

He planned to ask Gu Changye, a veteran in love, for advice, "I don't know."

Hearing this, Zhan Xiuyuan frowned, and said angrily: "Zhan Xijue, listen to me. I will give you three months. If you can't chase Xiao Qi back, I want you to look good."

Zhan Xijue didn't say anything to him, but spent a minute or two telling Zhan Jiuxiao about kidnapping An Xiaoqi.

After some foreshadowing, he said: "Third uncle bullied my woman, I broke one of his arms, you won't blame me, will you?"

Although Zhan Jiuxiao is an asshole, he is also Zhan Xiuyuan's precious young son.

As soon as Zhan Xijue said this, Zhan Xiuyuan was terrified.

But, when he thought that Zhan Jiuxiao was taking revenge on An Xiaoqi for Wen Shuning, it was really inappropriate, so he said: "Well, if it's me, I'll break his two arms."

Well, with what Zhan Xiuyuan said, Zhan Xijue felt that Zhan Jiuxiao should fear the majesty of the old man and settle down for a while.

After he achieved his purpose of suing, he stopped talking to Zhan Xiuyuan and went upstairs directly.

After taking a shower, he called An Xiaoqi.

As expected, An Xiaoqi didn't answer.

She didn't answer, but a text message came in at this moment.

Well, Wen Shuning's mobile phone number sent it.

Because it was Wen Shuning's mobile phone number, not someone else's, it was very strange.

The message content is blank.

Zhan Xijue frowned deeply, and called Jiang Huai to ask him to locate the phone number.

After giving the order, the whole person was inexplicably irritable, lying on the big bed and looking at the huge wedding photo of An Xiaoqip on the wall, and couldn't fall asleep even more.

I can't say what I feel, but just looking at the girl in the photo, his entire chest is empty, as if a heart has been taken away, and the subtle pain densely stimulates every inch of his nerves under the skin...