The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Zhan Xijue now wants to strangle An Xiaoqi to death!
He managed to coax Wen Shuning well, and asked her to give him three months to get rid of the marriage, and marry her as soon as he got divorced. For this reason, he also spent a billion dollars to buy back the soul of rose that she had loved for a long time the...

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Zhan Xijue pinched the center of his brows with a headache, and pulled Wen Shuning who was standing in front of him behind him. When he wanted to do something to An Xiaoqi to vent his anger, An Xiaoqi stepped forward and tiptoed to him The lips pursed into a straight line took a sip and kissed.

She ran away after kissing, and after running a meter away, she was sure that Xi Jue Zhan hadn't caught up, and turned her head to the petrified man, and said sweetly, "Honey, I'll wait for you to have dinner together." After finishing speaking, Then she said to Wen Shuning, who was so angry that her face was almost distorted because she kissed Zhan Xijue, "Miss Wen, since you want to be my husband's mistress so much, I don't mind you having dinner with us."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and quickly disappeared into the twilight!
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At this end, Zhan Xijue was pulled back to reality by Wen Shuning's sharp voice that was so angry that his voice trembled, "She kissed you!"

Zhan Xijue's handsome face under the street lamp was eerie and terrifying, and his calm tone: "It was she who suddenly rushed up like a mad dog..."

Wen Shuning interrupted him: "But you obviously could dodge it, but you didn't. You never even kissed me..."

He only kisses her hand, and he always tells her that he is an old-fashioned person in his bones, and things that are too intimate can only be done after marriage.

"let's break up!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xijue's black pupils appeared cracked, and his voice was clear and sharp, "What did you say? Say it again!"

Wen Shuning's eyes were red, but there was a faint smile on her lips.

She breathed out to Xijue clearly word by word: "I said we break up!"

As he spoke, he bent down to pick up the violin that fell on the ground and carried it on his shoulder, and then explained the reason,

"Your wife has a good saying. Even without her, I would not be able to enter your Zhan family's door and become your wife. Regardless of my filthy birth, your grandpa will not forgive me for my past alone." Yes, your uncle's mental state is still up and down, and your grandfather will never allow me to come in."

Speaking of this, she laughed and shed tears, "So, do you think I am willing to be your mistress for a lifetime or something? Even if there is true love between me and you, no matter how strong the long-term platonic relationship is, it will last forever. I can't afford a sexless marriage, do you think I can protect you like a jade or something?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xijue became short of breath.

The lines of his face were tense, and his dark peach blossom eyes looked into Wen Shuning's eyes without blinking.

After a long time, he said: "Didn't I tell you, those are all things I should consider. Since I want to marry you, I can get Grandpa to agree."

After a pause, "I proposed to you more than once before and you refused over and over again. Is it because you are concerned that I cannot give you a harmonious married life due to my physical problems or because you really feel that because of your past Also, because of your identity, your grandfather won’t accept you, so that’s why you’ve been hesitant to marry me? Even if you agreed to get married with me half a year earlier, you wouldn’t be meddled by other women. How much is it because you love me?"

Wen Shuning was stunned. The man in front of him was powerful, cold-blooded and ruthless, but he treated her a little more tenderly, but even this tenderness disappeared at this time. He actually questioned her love for him?

Ah!
Wen Shuning laughed angrily, and licked her red lips, "Since President Zhan doubts me so much, is there a better result than breaking up?"

"Break up, I don't agree!"

As soon as these words came out, Wen Shuning felt a sweet secret joy in her heart - he cared about her, so he didn't agree to break up.

"Not to mention that I have feelings for you. I'm just a businessman. I've spent countless money on you over the years. If I don't hear a sound of water, do you think I'll let it go?"

Tsk, if An Xiaoqi hears this, An Xiaoqi will definitely give Mr. Zhan a thumbs up: Mr. Zhan is a steel straight man who really doesn't understand women's hearts at all, he can't win back a woman, he deserves to be broken up.

Obviously these words have deeply hurt Wen Shuning's heart, she suddenly stared at her charming black pupils, and subconsciously blurted out: "What did you say?"

As she spoke, she smiled sarcasticly again, "Mr. Zhan, may I ask you to throw the money on me because I begged you to throw it at me?"

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath and added, "Well, you can find a professional to sort out the list, and I will pay back as much as I need..."

"You are sorry!"

Wen Shuning: "..."

Yes, Zhan Xijue didn't speak freely, he spoke the truth.

The exorbitant price of insurance bought for Wen Shuning's hands alone is enough for her to drink a pot. She is an artist and not a businessman. Besides, she has always spent money lavishly, so she has no savings to pay him back.

"So, I allow you to break up when you're angry, but I don't agree." When Zhan Xijue said this, his gaze had already fallen on Wen Shuning's beautiful hands hanging on both sides of his body, "It just so happens that you We've been on a business trip recently, and we've all used this time to calm down, huh?"

Wen Shuning found that he was looking at her hand again, she panicked and asked, "Do you love me?"

Zhan Xijue asked back: "What stupid things did you say?"

Wen Shuning was a little disappointed that she didn't answer her question directly!
As the man said, it would be too hasty to break up like this. After all, she has suffered a lot for him in the past two years.

Wen Shuning let out a long breath, her teacher called and urged her when to arrive at the airport, Wen Shuning had no choice but to end this fearless dispute with Zhan Xijue.

Out of anger, Wen Shuning didn't ask Zhan Xijue to send her to the airport in person, so Zhan Xijue had to ask Jiang Huai to send her off.

After Wen Shuning left, Zhan Xijue returned to the castle manor with a gloomy and handsome face.

As soon as he entered the magnificent gate of the castle, he grabbed a servant at the door and asked, "Where is your young lady?"

The servant was almost peeing from his yelling, and stammered, "Young Madam is... in the kitchen... preparing dinner for you..."

Zhan Xijue pushed the servant away with a cold face, and then strode towards the kitchen in strides. Sure enough, he saw An Xiaoqi's figure circling the stove in the spacious and luxurious kitchen.

An Xiaoqi heard his footsteps, turned around with a smile like a flower, and said quietly: "Husband, you are back. Wait a minute, this old duck soup that has been defeated is not ready yet, wait for another 2 minutes before it's ready." You can have dinner."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and continued to put ingredients into the casserole in front of him.

At this end, Zhan Xijue's chest full of anger was like a frying pan on top of a raging fire, boiling so hot that it could explode at any time.