The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Zhan Xijue took a sip of his wine, but didn't speak.

Jiang Huai couldn't figure out his mood for a moment, thought for a while, and then said: "Master, the investigation of that album has progressed."

Speaking of this, Zhan Xijue raised his eyes and glanced at him: "Say."

"Except for the fingerprints of Young Madam and Wen Shuning's fingerprints in the album, there is no one else." After a pause, "But, from the monitoring and investigation, no suspicious person was found."

He hesitated to speak, "So, this subordinate is guessing whether you will bring Wen Shuning back to Wangshui Residence before she died."

Zhan Xijue knows better than anyone whether he has brought Wen Shuning back to Shuiju.

He can be sure that during the two years of his relationship with Wen Shuning, he never even mentioned to visit Shuiju with her, let alone brought her back to Shuiju.

Someone must be playing tricks behind the scenes, and the purpose of doing so is obvious, that is to drive a wedge between him and An Xiaoqi.

Looking around, the person who most wanted to separate him and An Xiaoqi was Xia Huaishang.

However, from Zhan Xijue's point of view, people like Xia Huaishang simply disdain this kind of behavior that can't be put on the stage.

Who is behind the scenes?
Zhan Xijue quickly thought of the blank text message Wen Shuning sent to him with his cell phone number before his death, and wondered if there was any connection between these two things.

Thinking of this, Zhan Xijue felt that this matter should not be spread, so he said: "This matter, first pretend not to know, and follow up secretly."

Jiang Huai nodded, "Then... on the fifth day of your junior year, did Feidi go to Shangguan's house to meet the president's wife?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue poured himself another glass of wine, thinking about An Xiaoqi's attitude towards him tonight, he seemed to have completely given up.

He has already made that bitch An Xiaoqi think of dying, so what is he still doing?
"The plan remains the same."

Zhan's father and mother have been dead for 12 years. This case is a huge stone that weighs on Zhan Xijue's heart.

What's more, he will never really get engaged to Shangguanrou, if it is not the love of his heart, how can he be willing to marry.

"Then...you really...really don't care about Father An's talk about getting married to the Young Madam?"

Zhan Xijue took a sip of wine, and his eyes were extremely aggressive: "Whether she lives or dies has anything to do with me?"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Huai did not dare to say anything.

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At the other end, An Xiaoqi returned to An's house.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Wen Ya sitting on the sofa in the living room watching a variety show, all dressed in jewels, followed by four servants, her posture was like that of a wealthy mistress.

Well, there were a man and a woman in plain clothes sitting opposite her.

Before An Xiaoqi walked in, it was heard that Wen Ya was chatting with the man and the woman, and the words were full of high-ranking, rich and wealthy people.

"Mom, don't be cautious with Brother Dakun. Your daughter is now Mrs. An of the An family. This is your home. If you have any requests, please mention them as soon as possible. Don't bring out the poverty in the countryside."

The old woman with pale hair was not restrained at all, and said with a smile:

"Look at what you said. Why am I so cautious when I come to my daughter's house? My daughter's home is my home. To tell you the truth, my mother came this time to take your brother Dakun to join you. Mom is getting older and wants to There is something old to rely on."

After a pause, he took a deep look at Wen Ya, "Although your brother Dakun was not born to mother, he is also the master of our old Wen family who is counting on to carry on the family line. If you hadn't gone to the city to work and followed An Bacon back then, the two of you would have been together." It's a couple..."

As he spoke, he sighed deeply, "You and An Bacon have been anonymous for so many years, and Dakun has been looking forward to you for so many years... Now that you have finally become a serious wife of the An family, Dakun will also I just died..."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Ya understood what the old mother meant.

She glanced contemptuously at the middle-aged man, and interrupted the old mother:
"Mom, if you want me to find a sister-in-law for Brother Dakun, just say it, why are you talking about such things? You can't talk nonsense. People with ulterior motives will listen to it, but it will be bad." My reputation...I have nothing to do with Brother Dakun..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Dakun became impatient and interrupted her:
"Why are we so innocent? If you hadn't been vain and wanted to be a wealthy wife, you would be my daughter-in-law now..."

As soon as these words came out, Wen Ya's face changed, and she slapped the table angrily:

"Wen Dakun, what nonsense are you talking about? If you talk nonsense again, I will ask someone to kick you out of Wen's house right now, so you don't want to take root in the city in the future."

Mother Wen was afraid of making Wen Ya anxious, so she really drove away her adopted son who was raised by herself, and hurriedly said:

"Okay, you guys stop arguing... I won't mention the past. But, Dakun is getting old, and Mom hasn't lived for a few years. Mom will find a wife for you Dakun." please."

Wen Ya finally took the seat of Mrs. An. She planned to call all the relatives who looked down on her as a mistress at An Xiaoqi's coming-of-age ceremony on the fifth day of the first lunar month to see the prestige of her wife, Mrs. An. The old mother and the adopted son were taken to the city.

But where did she expect that this countryman has no sense of restraint when speaking, he only cares about his own pleasure and does not avoid suspicion.

Wen Ya said with a straight face: "Brother Dakun is looking for a wife, I can help, but you must promise me that from now on, you are not allowed to mention anything about me and Brother Dakun in front of outsiders."

Although Mother Wen is old, she is not confused.

Of course she knew the importance of each, so she said: "Don't worry. Mom and your Brother Dakun are all looking for you. Now, you are already a noble lady, and Mom and your Brother Dakun will still point at you in the future." Woolen cloth."

"Better so!"

While talking, Ampegon who came down from the study upstairs appeared in the living room.

He held the mobile phone in his hand, with a frowning face, and his mouth was full of complaints against Wen Ya:
"You know about Zhang Luo's family affairs. It's the New Year's Eve. Xiao Qi is so angry with you that he doesn't even answer my phone. Can you restrain yourself?"

Wen Ya was not happy about what she said, she snorted heavily and said:
"Why are you yelling at me? The legs are on her body, can I tie her up?
That damn girl is spoiled by you all, you can't control yourself, what can I do with her?

You should listen to me and find her a similar man to marry at her coming-of-age ceremony.

She is a second marriage, although it is difficult to remarry, but she looks good.Although there are many beauties in this circle, few of them are as good-looking as that dead girl.

So, don't worry about it, when we find a good family for her, she will know how to restrain herself when she gets married in the future, and won't be so willful, saying that if she doesn't come home at night, she won't come home at night. "

The old mother Wen agreed with this very much. After all, An Xiaoqi is the daughter raised by the man in front of him and his ex-wife, so marry early and break away from An's family earlier, so as to save her daughter from embarrassing her.

So she said:
"Bacon, although I am a countryman, since you have married my daughter as your wife, I am your elder. Then I will sell my elders and say a few words."

"Xiaoya is right. Girls can't be so used to it. What's wrong with always staying out at night?"

"If this is given to us in the countryside, it will be indecent behavior. If it is spread out, you will not be able to marry a good family."

"What's more, your daughter has already been divorced once, and this divorced woman is like a leftover dish, no matter how good-looking and fragrant, after all, it is stained with other people's saliva... So, now, while she is still beautiful and fragrant, Juquan hurry up and find a man who is willing to marry her, don't wait for the mold to stink..."

An Bacon, who had never been assertive, felt that it made sense. Just when he was about to express his opinion, An Xiaoqi pushed the door open and entered.

A young woman with youthful vigor, wearing a red coat, made her pure and clean aura more charming.

She came quickly, with a smile that couldn't reach her eyes on her fat and jade-like face, and her body tensed just by looking at those bright red lips.

With just one glance, Wen Dakun felt astonished.

He swears that An Xiaoqi is the most beautiful woman he has ever known in his life.

In the past, he also thought she was gentle and beautiful, including now she still thinks she is gentle and beautiful, but no matter how beautiful she was, she was still a well-maintained woman.

But An Xiaoqi was different.

She is youthful, young and beautiful, with a graceful figure... He is willing to die immediately if this kind of woman sleeps with him once.

"Which green onion are you?", as she approached, the girl's light words made everyone present speechless.

"Heh~, Xiaosan came into the house, did he ascend to heaven alone? Did you arrange mine in my house? Who gave you the courage? Call me indiscreet? Did you raise a good daughter who can only marry other people to be very disciplined? She The ability to sleep with men is also taught by you, an old woman? After all, not everyone can do it, and there must be some genetic talent in it. "

After a pause, An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows and looked at Wen's mother whose expression had changed from anger, "Old woman, is this the truth?"

After finishing speaking, she withdrew her eyes from Mother Wen's face, and looked at Wen Ya and Wen Dakun meaningfully, and said in a secret way:
"Wen Ya, enjoy your hard-earned and distinguished status as Mrs. An. Don't turn around and make me unhappy. I told you in advance that you can't even be a beggar in Shengjing City."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and wanted to go upstairs.

An Bagen was naturally happy to see her back, but An Xiaoqi's attitude of ignoring him completely made him feel very uncomfortable.

He hurried to catch up: "Baby, why are you ignoring Dad?"

An Xiaoqi paused when she went up the stairs, looked sideways at An Bagen's cloudy eyes due to excessive indulgence, and sneered, "Because, you let Xiaoqi down so much."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and went upstairs.

An Bagen was very emotional when he heard his beloved little daughter say this about him.

He stopped her angrily: "Xiao Qi, what Aunt Wen said is right, you are getting worse and worse, even your father doesn't pay attention to it, it's really impossible not to find a good mother-in-law to discipline you."

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi's heart throbbed.

She turned around completely this time, looked condescendingly at the red-eyed Ampegon under the steps, and said mockingly, "Disciplinary? Do you have the qualifications to say such things? Since I was a child, you have been in charge of my life and death." Is it?"