The boss of the empire was blown up by me

She raised her hand and pinched the pit of his chest, softly:
"Yan Xijing offended me before, and I really can't swallow this breath. Even if he is lying there with two broken ribs broken by you, he still makes troubles for me and Sister Mo frequently. Otherwise, what about you? How about being a backer and supporting Mo's family, I can reluctantly consider having a tryst with you?"

These words sounded literal, but after thinking about Zhan Xijue for a while, he realized that An Xiaoqi was trying to provoke him.

In his understanding, this sentence can be translated as:

Zhangou, as long as you and Yangou turn against each other and can't become brothers, it's better if you two can tear each other to death, I will reluctantly play with you.

Zhan Xijue is not stupid, he and Yan Xijing have turned against each other, and it is of no benefit to Zhan Jialang Totem.

Without even thinking about it, he refused: "Not very good."

An Xiaoqi knew that he would refuse, she said leisurely:
"Mr. Zhan, you are really a bad person. When you were a husband, you cheated on Bailian bitch. You wanted to be a boyfriend but refused to make a little sacrifice for it. You took advantage of everything, and you still behave like this." The hatred is hard to quell, does it seem that I am easy to bully?"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"Since you're not willing to sacrifice anything, forget it. Last night I treated it as if I was bitten by a dog, and you don't have to have so much resentment. After all, you had a good time last night, so we'll match each other."

Zhan Xijue hated her for drawing a line with him at every turn, his face turned cold, "Have you been bitten by a dog?"

An Xiaoqi hummed, and explained clearly: "Isn't it? I'm so drunk, you're the one who's happy, and I'm the one who's unhappy. Didn't I get bitten by a dog?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue pulled her over so that her face faced the glass mirror in front of her.

Following him, An Xiaoqi was about to pull the belt under An Xiaoqi's angry red eyes due to extreme shame.

"Are you complaining about not having a good time? Then I will let you feel it soberly now..."

An Xiaoqi interrupted him in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhan, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have a hand fetish. Isn't it true that sharp corpses are also one of your hobbies?"

As soon as these words came out, no matter how beautiful An Xiaoqi was now, she lost interest in fighting Xi Jue.

Of course he has no interest in women who look like dead people.

What An Xiaoqi said was undoubtedly telling him in a disguised form——

Even if you are strong, my old lady can't resist you, but don't ask my old lady to shout to you like a prostitute;

You rape my old lady, my old lady is just a corpse with no feelings, that's all.

This woman can blow his anger into smoke in a matter of minutes.

Zhan Xijue took a deep breath, let her go, and then said expressionlessly: "After changing your clothes, roll downstairs. I'll be waiting for you downstairs."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Finally got annoyed.

An Xiaoqi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, and the ensuing sense of loss, or indescribable grievances.

She really complied with that sentence - picking up a rock and hitting herself in the foot, she was only to blame for her own suffering.

She should have expected the consequences of provoking Zhan Xijue back then.

However, what she didn't expect was why she would care about those words he said, those words that made her feel blocked and throbbing.

……

An Xiaoqi closed her eyes, and after a long silence, opened the cloakroom.

It is full of new products from the big fashion brands of the season, almost tailor-made according to her size.

Of course, An Xiaoqi is not in the mood to think about when Zhan Xijue arranged for these clothes to be purchased. She just wants to escape from here, and she doesn't want to stay even for a second.

After changing clothes and going to the bathroom to wash up, she suddenly remembered something.

Zhan Xijue 'moved' her last night, did he take safety measures?

After all, the man's claim that he was wilted was unbelievable, and the rumor of circumcision was even more unbelievable.

What if there is no…, pregnant?
The mood is really like beeping a dog.

In 5 minutes, An Xiaoqi came downstairs.

At this time, the dining table has already set up an exquisite breakfast, and the man is eating breakfast gracefully. When he sees her coming down, he glances over her face very lightly, and calls her to stop very lightly:
"Come over for breakfast."

Eat breakfast?
eat you uncle!

When An Xiaoqi ignored him and was about to leave, Zhan Xijue said again: "An Xiaoqi, it seems that you are really spoiled by Xia Huaishang."

After he finished speaking, two big men in black at the door blocked An Xiaoqi's way.

An Xiaoqi looked at the two big men in black standing in front of her, and smiled angrily.

To be honest, she hasn't been popular like this for a long, long time.

She turned around, dragged a chair and walked towards Mr. Zhan Xijue.

Almost as soon as he got close to Zhan Xijue, he swung the chair in his hand and smashed the breakfast on the dining table to pieces.

After she finished smashing, she stepped on Zhan Xijue's thigh with one foot, and raised her chin to him: "Now I have nothing to eat, can I go?"

Zhan Xijue looked at the cold little face of the woman in front of him, and the clear eyes buried deep in her eyes, bit his back teeth:
"An Xiaoqi, originally you would accompany me to have breakfast and then coax me. As soon as I am happy, I agreed to your previous proposal. Since you are so ignorant, then stay and accompany me for New Year's Eve."

Ah!
Look, this is why a man must have the ability to overwhelm the sky, because only if he is strong enough, he can do whatever he wants.

Really angry.

An Xiaoqi licked her lips and said with a sneer, "What if I refuse?"

Zhan Xijue didn't know what happened today, he just wanted to rub An Xiaoqi's temper, he just wanted to unmask her and force her to submit.

The corners of his lips deepened once, "Don't say you don't want to, even if you die here today, as long as I don't agree, you can only spend time here with me."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and called the servant who came to cook: "Go get another breakfast."

An Xiaoqi interrupted him: "I don't know how to eat!"

Zhan Xijue didn't even look at her, but said to the cook: "If she doesn't eat, you don't want to feel better."

When he was done, he turned to leave.

An Xiaoqi called him to stop: "Zhan Xijue, I used to think that although you are bad, you are not enough to make me hate you. You have to make me sick of you, so you are happy, right?"

Zhan Xijue sneered: "What? Being fucked by a man like me who makes you sick, is it more disgusting than eating a dead fly with a broken leg?"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"An Xiaoqi, I warned you a long time ago. When you were Mrs. Zhan Shao, I could spoil you, but you are nothing now. Who do you think you are? Are you unhappy? I'm not happy, should I care?"

An Xiaoqi's choked heart twitched suddenly, and it hurt so suddenly.

"Or, Miss An Er, do you think you are special in my heart because of your beauty?"

If it wasn't for the trembling of his angry body, An Xiaoqi would have suspected that he was calm.

She bit her lip and took a deep breath, "Zhan Xijue, what do you mean?"

Seeing her look, Zhan Xijue was very angry, his eyes darkened, and he took a few steps closer to her.

Tsk, he thought her heart was very strong, but she just said a few ugly words about objective facts, so he couldn't bear it?

She really is a spoiled little princess.