The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"boarding."

An Xiaoqi followed in the car.

The big brother's car hit the wrought iron gate of the old bungalow earlier, and one of the headlights was broken. The big brother found out as soon as he got in the car, and his face became even more ugly.

An Xiaoqi said knowingly, "Honey, I'm sorry, I'm not good at driving, I didn't put the accelerator on properly, and I crashed your car. You are so magnanimous, you won't be as knowledgeable as my little girl, right?"

When she finished speaking, they got very close, so close that Xi Jue could kiss the tip of her nose as long as he turned his head.

Different from him, the girlish aura on his body, wrapped in a strong aroma of wine, permeated his nose, Zhan Xijue frowned, this bitch is actually drinking, and is still so close to him?

"Go away, don't get so close to me."

An Xiaoqi didn't leave, she still had to dig an inch into his chest, and before Zhan Xijue could throw her out, she straddled his lap, and then hugged his neck tightly with both hands He refused to let go even if he died.

Such an impenetrable distance made the fragrance of her body more clearly and incomparably stimulated Zhan Xijue's sense of smell. In addition, it also came from her soft but somewhat cold body.

"Honey, I'm so cold, I want to hug you."

How could Zhan Xijue do what she wished, and angrily pulled her away from his arms, "If you make trouble again, I'll throw you out."

An Xiaoqi felt that her wrist was pinched red by Zhan Xijue, she lowered her head and rubbed her sore wrist, her long eyelashes covered the color of her eyes.

She seemed to be silent for ten seconds, ten seconds might be the time to sneeze, but it seemed to be too long for Yu Zhan Xijue.

He suddenly remembered that An Xiaoqi was tortured and hospitalized by him before his business trip a few days ago. It was really out of style for a man like him to treat a little girl like this.

Thinking of this, his attitude became better, and he turned his head and asked her: "Have you been drinking?"

The boss took the initiative to chat with her, An Xiaoqi raised her head, hummed quietly, and asked eagerly: "Husband, I checked your itinerary with your assistant Jiang Tezhu earlier, you rest tomorrow, we will go tomorrow Are you taking wedding photos?"

Her eyes were full of anticipation, while Zhan Xijue's eyes were full of indifference: "Miss An, you should be very clear about how our marriage came about. So, for you and me, divorce is the best destination, what do you think?"

An Xiaoqi twitched the corner of her mouth: "That won't work. You forgot, we signed a marriage agreement. If you regret the marriage without reason, you will give the Donghuang Mutual Entertainment Group that you built as compensation to me. Mine, are you willing?"

Yes, Zhan Xijue is reluctant!
Not to mention being reluctant, he even refused to let his dear third uncle run the business for him!
Zhan Xijue's face was dark and ugly, and he said again: "Then what are you going to do to get a divorce?"

An Xiaoqi asked him very strangely: "Why did I want a divorce? I married you with great difficulty. I have already made plans. I will take wedding photos tomorrow and go to the Jewelry Museum the day after tomorrow to negotiate with them to buy the soul of rose as a gift." My wedding ring..." Paused, and added emphatically, "These are all written in black and white, husband, you won't go back on your word and be unmanly, right?"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"Also..." she said in a rather innocent tone, "I have a very contractual spirit and I abide by the marriage agreement quite a bit. I did not allow you to have a romantic relationship with Ms. Wen. You left with me because you made your Miss Wen sad; of course, I didn't drive Miss Wen away from the Castle Manor, it's because of her noble artist lineage that she has her own pride, and she doesn't want to be sent to others as a mistress..." In a leisurely tone, "So, husband, none of this has anything to do with me. Even if you go home with me now, it's all your choice."

Zhan Xijue laughed angrily at her words.

What a mouth that is as clever as a reed, he can turn black into white, and dead into life. He is also a rare talent in a century!
Zhan Xijue sneered: "I don't know how to take wedding photos. You can go to whomever you like. Anyway, I don't know how to take photos."

An Xiaoqi blinked her eyes, tilted her head and asked him: "Then you promised me, Rose Soul, will you still buy it for me?"

"Not buying!"

An Xiaoqi sighed, as if disappointed: "Well, twisted melons are not sweet. I'll figure it out myself."

Zhan Xijue: "...", think of a way?What do you think?This dog woman, is it possible that she really wants to find another man to take wedding photos for him?

An Xiaoqi drank a lot of red wine at night, and now she is tired, so she closed her eyes and rested.

She was silent all the way, and by the time she reached the castle manor, she had already fallen into a deep sleep.

But Zhan Xijue was very ungentlemanly and brutally dragged her out of the car, causing her to almost fall and break her knee.

An Xiaoqi felt that she also had a temper, but she endured it and did not lose her temper.

She shook off the palm of Zhan Xijue's grasping her wrist, and stared at him with big black and white eyes with a trace of water vapor, Zhan Xijue felt as if he had done something to her because of his sinfulness.

He felt uncomfortable being stared at, and asked with a cold face, "Let go if you have something to say!"

An Xiaoqi flicked the wrist that was hurt by Zhan Xijue before, and said, "You must sleep with me at night, otherwise I will tell grandpa..."

Zhan Xijue bit his back teeth, watched her angrily turn around and leave, looking extremely arrogant.

"You owe so much, so much lack of men!"

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi had already walked quite a distance, and suddenly stopped.

I'm so angry!
She took out a handful of darts from her bag, turned around and flew them precisely at Zhan Xijue who was a few meters away.

Because of the light at night, Zhan Xijue only saw something flying towards him but didn't see what it was. When he reacted and wanted to hide, his cheek was still in pain and a bloody gash was drawn by the sharp knife...

"Mr. Zhan, I also have a temper. It is your duty as a husband to share the same bed with husband and wife!"

After An Xiaoqi said lightly, he turned around and left, but Zhan Xijue, who was stunned in place, now wanted to tear An Xiaoqi apart.

……

This night, Zhan Xijue slept in the castle manor but did not sleep in the master bedroom as An Xiaoqi wished, and of course An Xiaoqi did not report him to Mr. Zhan.

This night, all is well!

The next day, when An Xiaoqi woke up, Zhan Xijue was no longer in the castle manor.

She didn't care about his whereabouts anymore, but ate breakfast with great interest.

After breakfast, she went to the bridal shop in person and took a group of photos of her personal wedding dress.

After taking these photos, I sent the negative of the wedding photo I took with Zhan Xijue at the Civil Affairs Bureau to the owner of the bridal shop, saying: "Give P the head of this dog man, and the effect I hope to see is The wedding photos we took together, understand?"

Giving money is dad!

They will do whatever the patron's father asks him to do. The boss is very enthusiastic: "Miss An, don't worry, I am the God of P praised by everyone in the world, and I guarantee that you will be satisfied with P."

An Xiaoqi was very satisfied with his service attitude, happily paid the money and left the bridal shop.