The boss of the empire was blown up by me

I haven't seen him for several months, and the man in an iron-gray casual suit has become more and more handsome.

I heard that the Anhua Renhe pharmaceutical factory has recently been successfully put into production, and the first batch of anti-cancer drugs cooperated with Wen's have been snapped up by the market as soon as they are launched, and the value of Anhua Group has also risen accordingly.

An Jifeng even joined the upper class circle in Shengjing and became an upstart in the circle.

Wen Shuning squinted her deep eyes, thinking secretly.

She was ruined by An Xiaoqi before, and this time she made a comeback in a different form, and it would definitely not make it easy for An Xiaoqi, including An Jifeng who had insulted her so much.

……

At the other end, An Jifeng answered the secretary's call while walking.

There will be a pharmaceutical industry summit in Nanyang in April. An Jifeng is very fond of this industry summit. If the summit is well organized, Anhua Group's production line will be further expanded. Anhua Group may be able to go public by the end of the year.

At this time, the secretary called him to confirm with him whether he could attend the summit on time.

When An Jifeng and the secretary confirmed the time to attend, a slim figure suddenly passed by in front of him, followed by that person and fell heavily, making a short gasp.

An Jifeng took a closer look and found that she was a beautiful woman with superior temperament and appearance.

She was knocked down on the steps by him, her slender and straight legs were bruised from the rolled up skirt, her knees were even scratched, and her eyes were slightly red. It is seductive.

It's the kind of woman who, just by looking at her, can't help arousing a man's desire to protect her.

Of course, An Jifeng had a lesson from that vixen Wen Shuning. He is very wary of women now, and he won't be seduced immediately.

He just helped Wen Shuning up without losing his grace, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, is it okay?"

Seducing men is Wen Shuning's specialty.

After An Jifeng helped her up, she pretended to have a sprained ankle, and with her body unstable, she fell heavily into An Jifeng's arms.

Accompanied by this movement, she also exclaimed in a pretentious manner, and quickly stood up again, pretending to be shy and saying:

"I...my ankle seems to be sprained, I can't walk..."

While speaking, she seemed to be unable to stand still, and her white and soft fingers had already grasped An Jifeng's skirt.

The beauty is delicate and soft, even a man can't resist such a charm, let alone because she was bumped by him.

Therefore, An Jifeng instinctively supported her politely when she grabbed his skirt, "Go to the orthopedics department."

Wen Shuning curled her lips and smiled shyly: "That's troublesome, sir."

……

**
At the other end, An Xiaoqi saw Mo Linfeng in the ward.

The movie king Mo, who was originally Zhilan Yushu, was lying in bed for two or three months because of a car accident. He has thin cheekbones, high cheekbones, sunken eye sockets, and his body is skinny..., so thin is called out of shape.

But, fortunately, he is in good spirits.

When An Xiaoqi arrived, he was sitting in a wheelchair being pushed by Mo Nian towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, probably to see the bright spring scenery outside the window.

Received by Mrs. Mo, who had recovered from her injuries, An Xiaoqi put the nutrition in her hand on the water table in the ward, "Aunt Mo, how are your legs and feet recovering?"

Mrs. Mo had been involved in a major car accident planned by Wen Shuning before, and she was seriously injured. She finally recovered, but her legs and feet were still not good enough, and she walked with a limp.

Madam Mo liked An Xiaoqi from the bottom of her heart, poured hot water for An Xiaoqi, and said with a smile:

"It's all better, and it will be better if you raise it for another month." As she said that, she couldn't help but feel a little sad, "Qiqi, this time, thanks to you, without you, Xiao Nian might not be able to survive. Good boy, another day Come to my aunt's house for dinner."

An Xiaoqi smiled: "Okay, I've heard Sister Mo say that your cooking skills are very good, I'm so greedy for your cooking skills."

Madam Mo smiled, "Whenever you are free, tell Auntie anytime, and Auntie will do it for you."

Mrs. Mo has recently returned to the company's affairs. The company's affairs are piled up like a mountain, and she has to deal with them, "But I can't do it today. Auntie will go to the company later."

Under Yan Xijing's brief relaxation of Mo's company, Mo's company finally showed signs of revival, all of which An Xiaoqi knew.

She said: "Okay, go and do your work. I'll stay here with Sister Mo."

Madam Mo nodded and asked the secretary to put on the briefcase and leave the ward.

After she left, An Xiaoqi walked up to Mo Linfeng.

She greeted obediently, and Mo Linfeng, who had lost his voice, just smiled, and looked away from her face, and fell to an unknown distance outside the window.

I am not familiar with it at all, so the atmosphere seems a bit awkward without saying a few words.

Mo Linfeng typed a line on his mobile phone, and said to An Xiaoqi: You and Xiao Nian are friends, you sisters just have a chat, I want to be alone.

After reading the text message, An Xiaoqi and Mo Nian walked to the outside of the ward.

After the two exchanged about Mo Linfeng's situation for five or six minutes, An Xiaoqi explained the purpose of the trip:

"I plan to join the crew of "Forget River". You are the screenwriter of "Forget River". Will you follow the crew?"

Mo Nian had already received the list of special invitations from the crew of "Forget River", and said to An Xiaoqi:

"Yes. Director Xiao asked the screenwriter and crew to deal with sudden or unreasonable situations at any time."

An Xiaoqi nodded, and after explaining to Mo Nian the reason why she wanted to get close to Huaqing, she said, "Then we will join the crew when the time comes, and we will have someone to take care of us."

Mo Nian has been bullied by Yan Xijing's big scumbag for almost three months, now that Yan Xijing's injury has finally healed, Mo's has also got a chance to breathe.

Right now, Mo Nian's greatest wish is to hide away from Xijing, and going to Nanyang's "Forgetting River" crew is her best way out now.

It is both righteous and sound, and the sky is high and the emperor is far away.

Mo Nian said: "If you need my help when you join the crew, just ask."

An Xiaoqi nodded.

Coupled with the knowledge of Hua Qing in her previous life and the recent investigation of Hua Qing, Hua Qing is a talented and arrogant woman. Her favorite things are illustrations and hair accessories carved with ancient techniques.

In addition, she is also a fan of Baiyue Group's platinum writer Yan Gongzi (Mo Nian).

"She is your fan, so we can build trust with her very well."

Mo Nian understood An Xiaoqi's meaning: "My new book will be on the shelves soon, and I will give her the national limited edition entity as a gift."

An Xiaoqi hummed, and looked at Mo Nian's foot: "I heard from Master Mo that you refused his treatment?"

If the failed marriage between Mo Nian and Yan Xijing was a festering sore on her heart, then the word slope foot or disability was a cancer on Mo Nian's heart.

Why doesn't she want to get rid of this cancer and straighten her back?
It's just that, these days, she has been ordered around by Yan Xijing, not to mention leaving Shengjing to go to the imperial capital to go to Mo Qing for a consultation, even when she returns to Mo's house, she is subject to Yan Xijing.

In short, it's not that she refuses, it's that she doesn't have a chance.

"No." Mo Nian told the truth, "I'll find a chance later..."

An Xiaoqi had confronted Yan Xijing before, and knew that he was a ruthless one. Unless Mo Nian was strong enough, Mo Nian would be the one who would suffer if he faced head-on.

Furthermore, if the development trajectory of the previous life was followed, Mo Nian would be unhappy after the miscarriage, and finally chose to commit suicide by jumping off the building because he could not accept the history of Yan Xijing and Wen Shuning's relationship.

In this life, although Mo Nian divorced Yan Xijing,
But judging from the current situation, it doesn't mean that Mo Nian has escaped the shackles of Yan Xijing. Whether Mo Nian can escape the fate of death in the previous life is really hard to say.

An Xiaoqi stayed with Mo Nian for nearly an hour until An Jifeng came over, and then she got up to leave.

When she passed by An Jifeng, she smelled a special feminine scent from An Jifeng, which was Wen Ning's scent.

Realizing something, An Xiaoqi frowned, looked sideways at An Jifeng, and said with a playful smile, "Brother, which beauty are you calling?"

An Jifeng knew that An Xiaoqi had a good sense of smell, so he was in a good mood, so he raised his hand and scratched the tip of An Xiaoqi's nose:
"There's no such thing as a beauty. My eldest brother is so busy all day that he doesn't even have time to go home. He doesn't have time to deal with women."

An Xiaoqi curled her lips: "Then why do you smell like a woman?"

"I accidentally bumped into a young lady downstairs, it should be on her body."

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "Is it the one in the beige dress?"

An Jifeng raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

An Xiaoqi could tell from his reaction that An Jifeng was probably teased by that woman Wen Ning.

She frowned, thought for a while, and said, "That woman is not a good thing, brother, stay away from her."

An Jifeng followed his words, and hummed: "Got it." After a pause, he looked at the satchel in An Xiaoqi's hand, "Are you going back?"

An Xiaoqi: "Sister Mo and I will go to have a meal nearby, and we will go home after lunch."

An Jifeng nodded: "Well, you go, I'll talk to Linfeng."

……

Five minutes later, An Xiaoqi and Mo Nian came out of the hospital building.

The two had just walked down the steps when they bumped into Yan Xijing who was coming to the hospital for a follow-up visit.

Yan Xijing's ribs were broken by Zhan Xijue before, and he has healed after careful maintenance during this period, and today is the time for him to come to the hospital for a follow-up visit.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!
An Xiaoqi hated Yan Xijing just as Yan Xijing hated her.

Yan Xijing felt a headache when he saw her, so he asked Mo Nian in a cold voice, "Why are you with her again?"

The man in a white suit was tall and handsome, handsome and elegant, but his face was livid and his eyes were even more sharp.

An Xiaoqi glanced at him, and said leisurely:
"Yan Jiuye, you are so domineering. Sister Mo is your ex-wife, not your current wife. Do you have any control over who she is with?"

Yan Xijing: "..."

"Yan Jiuye, I found that you are really tasteless, you have no manliness at all. Restrict the development of your ex-wife's company in order to force your ex-wife to be your nanny when you are injured. This attitude..."

Light tone, clear logic, methodical,
"Although Yan Jiuye and I had some unpleasantness before, the past is over. I don't expect us to turn our fight into friendship, but why do we always have to make trouble with Sister Mo because of such a small matter?"

"Such a thing?" Yan Xijing said coldly, with a bad attitude, "Instigate my relationship with Lao Zhan, let that ruffian break my ribs, and then instigate my nephew to burn down my yard in the old house, all these Is it just a trivial matter in your eyes?"

An Xiaoqi smiled fearlessly and said:
"Then what can I do? My man has a bad temper and wants to stand up for me. What can I do? As for your nephew Yan Wuxie, he is an adult man who is a few years older than me. How can he be so easily abetted by others? of?
Isn't it all because of what you did to Sister Mo, even your nephew couldn't stand it, so you burned your yard in a fit of anger..."

It was an innocent tone, "So, you are responsible for these things, Lord Yan Jiu. How can I, a weak little girl, have such great abilities? I am very innocent, okay?"

With a sound of "bang--", Yan Xijing blew up a soda can in his hand, obviously very angry.

"Oh, Lord Yan Jiu, don't your hands hurt? It took so long for you to heal your injury, don't turn around and get angry again..."

"roll--"

If Zhan Xijue has a bad temper, but it won't be like Yan Xijing's body and facial expressions are so vivid,

That tyrannical man would make a normal person's legs weak with fright at a glance, it really blinded his gentle and elegant white suit for nothing.

"Sorry, I don't know how to get out, how about you teach me?"

"An Xiaoqi, stay away from Mo Nian for me."

"What if I don't? Can you still kill me?"

"Heh~" Yan Xijing sneered softly, "You can try it? These days, there are natural and man-made disasters, maybe you are unlucky, and you will die on the street in the next second."

"Threat me? Master Yan Jiu?" His brows were folded because of confusion, and he said in a leisurely and flat tone, "Is this the first time you have dealt with me? What should I do? Threats are the last thing I like .”

Yanxi Jingdu was about to be blown up.

He felt that he didn't read the almanac when he went out today, and his heart ached in anger, so he closed his eyes fiercely: "An Xiaoqi, I have no grudges with you in the past, and I have no grudges in the present, so you have to make it hard with me?"

An Xiaoqi also saw that Yan Xijing was probably too angry with her, and said very sincerely: "Although that is the case, but you bully my good sister, so I can't just sit idly by?"

Yan Xijing: "..."

"It's not that I haven't seen a rich man bully a man and a woman, but someone as noble as Yan Jiu always does such things that can't be seen on the stage, isn't it too cheap..."

Yan Xijing felt that it was thanks to An Xiaoqi that he and Mo Nian had come to this point, but in the end they had to be beaten up, which made him extremely unhappy.

"If you hadn't meddled in your business, we would have divorced?"

An Xiaoqi looked at him strangely:

"Are you sick? It's fine for you to have an affair in marriage, and you keep your mistress at the opposite door of Sister Mo. What do you mean by Sister Mo?
Have you considered her feelings as a wife?How powerful is a woman who won't divorce you if she sneaked to the door of the house and killed the child in the wife's womb in a blink of an eye?You take yourself too seriously, Sister Mo doesn't love you as much as you think..."

Youyou sighed, "I beg you to be a human being and hold your hands high..."

After finishing speaking, An Xiaoqi stopped looking at Yan Xijing whose facial features were already distorted by anger.

At this time, Mo Nian, who had been silent all this time, also spoke in a calm tone:

"Your injury has healed, and the obligation I should fulfill has also arrived. Starting today, we will eliminate each other."

During the period when Yan Xijing was bedridden and recovering from his injuries, Mo Nian took care of him every day when he ate, drank, and slept. Even the intimate things like scrubbing his body were done by Mo Nian...

A man, no matter when he is poor or weak or sick, if such a considerate woman walks into the world, he will have some feelings, let alone his ex-wife.

It doesn't matter to Yan Xijing whether it's moving, heart-wrenching, or just fearless possessiveness.

What is so-called is that he doesn't want to eliminate two at all.

He said coldly: "If you give up your heart as soon as possible, you will either remarry, or you will never marry me and keep your body like a jade."

Mo Nian rolled his lips: "Yan Xijing, I've seen your trump cards before. Threats again and again will only make people feel that you are incompetent as a man and make me feel confident."

After she finished speaking, she left side by side with An Xiaoqi.

Yan Xijing looked at their figures walking away, his eyes were so cold that they could kill people.

Here, Yan Kui, his subordinate, took a look at him quietly, and said cautiously, "Master Jiu, do you still want to go for a follow-up visit?"

Mo Nian has often ridiculed Yan Xijing for being a worthless trash these days.

Now that he has recovered from his injuries with great difficulty, those who should be re-examined still need to be re-examined.

When the doctor said that he could do anything, he swore that he would take Mo Nian back to the bed and beat her hard until she cried and begged for mercy, telling him that his behavior was fine.

He hummed expressionlessly, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a woman who was very similar to Wen Shuning walking towards this side slowly.

I probably hurt my foot, so I walked slowly, even with a slightly sloped foot.

When he got closer, he could see the woman clearly, she was a temperamental beauty who made a man very comfortable at first glance.

Looking at the famous brand on her body and Uncle Zhong, the old housekeeper of the Zhan family's old house, behind her, Yan Xijing quickly realized who she was.

The granddaughter Zhan Xiuyuan just recognized is the illegitimate daughter of Zhan Wenxiu and Wen Zhong, and now she is Zhan Xiuyuan's treasure, and even Zhan Xijue treats this cousin well.

The Zhan family and the Yan family are family friends. When Uncle Zhong saw Yan Xijing, he immediately greeted him: "Master Ninth." After a pause, he introduced Wen Shuning, "Miss Biao, this is the ninth master of the Yan family. .”

Wen Shuning thought about many possibilities to meet Yan Xijing again, but she never expected that this day would come so early.

She was hanged and beaten by An Xiaoqi at the music festival before, and she became notorious, fell from the altar of art and became a world-famous bitch...

When she was notorious and had nowhere to go, he called this man for help, but the man refused to help her without any regrets.

Now that she is reborn from Nirvana, she will never let go of any enemies who kicked her when she was down.

Wen Shuning calmly suppressed the hatred in her eyes, extended her hand to Yan Xijing with a smile, and introduced herself politely: "Hello, Wen Ning."

Yan Xijing looked at her clear and clean eyes, which were apricot eyes full of passion, and the flashes of light were full of charms of a woman, and when she looked at her delicate and jade-like hands, she inexplicably thought of Wen Shuning.

Well, since Wen Shuning's death, he hasn't thought of this person for a long time, and even thinking about her now, he almost forgot what she looked like.

However, those lingering nights with Wen Shuning, the feeling of ecstasy to every inch of skin and bone, he will never forget for a long time.