The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Lin Miao's heart was beating like a drum, her cheeks were uncontrollably hot, but when she spoke, she was neither arrogant nor humble:

"...My name is Lin Miaoren. I'm different from the other hostesses here. I wouldn't have come to this kind of place if I hadn't been desperate."

When he said this, he raised his chin, and looked at the man with a pair of clear and clean peach blossom eyes.

"If you want me to serve you, you must agree to treat my brother, otherwise I will not trample on myself."

Zhan Xijue originally thought that she resembled An Xiaoqi by five or six points in appearance, but now he felt that she also resembled that much in temperament.

only……

After all, it can't compare to An Xiaoqi's delicate skin and tender flesh, which has been carefully cared for since she was a child. Even though she looks good and has a good youthful skin, she still lacks the delicate feeling of porcelain.

However, to be able to have such an outstanding person in a place like Fushengju is quite good.

Zhan Xijue withdrew his hand on her chin, sank lazily into the sofa, and said calmly, "Do you have a boyfriend?"

Lin Miaoren was considered a good student at Beijing University, and she was awarded a national scholarship. In order to lighten the burden on her family, she was either on the way to class or on the way to a part-time job, so she had no intention of dating a boyfriend at all.

Of course, she has no shortage of suitors.

Recently, there was a dandy who chased her very hard, named Yan Wuxie.

She shook her head: "No."

"So it's clean?"

Lin Miaoren was sure that the man in front of her was interested in her, she said: "You can inspect the goods. Before the inspection, I will collect a deposit for my brother's treatment expenses."

Zhan Xijue snorted lightly, his thin lips curled up with interest, and he said to Gu Changye: "Where did you get the girl?"

Gu Changye smoked a lot tonight, he pressed the half-burned cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, his voice was a little hoarse:
"Where did you get it? It suits your taste, it's fine." After a pause, he threw a room card to him, "The presidential suite upstairs is reserved for you, you can go if you need it now .”

Zhan Xijue pinched the corner of the diamond room card, narrowed his eyes for a while, then smiled at Lin Miaoren: "Your name is Lin Miaoren?"

"Yes."

"Good name."

Lin Miaoren pursed her lips, her eyes wavered slightly shyly, "Then shall I help you go back to your room to rest?"

At this time, the mobile phone on the coffee table turned on again, Zhan Xijue frowned imperceptibly, ignored it, "Help me."

Lin Miaoren obeyed, and quickly stood up to help Zhan Xijue, who was heavily alcoholic, and reminded: "Young Master Zhan, your phone is ringing."

"Never mind it."

Lin Miaoren oh, "Okay..."

When Lin Miaoren came over, he was sprayed with the perfume of Floating Life Agent, which was a bit strong, and Zhan Xijue didn't like it.

He frowned, stood up by himself, and said to her: "Take the room card and wash it up. I'll sober up and wait for the past."

The man's voice was very nice, which gave her the illusion of being cared for and pampered.

Lin Miao's heart was filled with palpitations, and she even greedily thought that it would be great if this man was her boyfriend.

Realizing that she had such a thought that she shouldn't have, she quickly interrupted, took the room card and nodded obediently: "Okay."

Lin Miaoren took the room card, and the manager who had led her here also followed her out.

Realizing that Lin Miaoren will soon be able to climb high branches, the manager immediately became enthusiastic about her:
"Wonderful man, you must seize this opportunity well. This is the chief executive of Shiding Group and the overlord of Shengjing City. If you can get in touch with him, the entire Shengjing City will not let you walk sideways from now on." ?”

How could Lin Miaoren not know the reason for the sudden change of manager.

She has a clear mind, and felt that the manager was still useful, so she said obediently:

"Manager Li, don't worry, if I really have such a day, I will definitely not treat you badly."

When Lin Miaoren said that, Manager Li couldn't be happier, and he said, "Miaoren, there is actually a reason why Young Master Zhan likes you."

Lin Miaoren didn't quite understand: "Huh?"

"You are somewhat similar to Young Master Zhan's ex-wife Miss An Er. Now Young Master Zhan and Miss An Er have broken up. According to gossip, he was dumped by Miss An Er.

Being dumped by a woman for such an incomparably noble man is just when he is frustrated in life. If you can be his interpreter at this time, you will have a bright future in the future. "

Lin Miaoren's face remained unchanged, and she asked curiously, "Ex-wife? Second Miss An?"

"Yes, Second Miss An, An Xiaoqi."

Although Manager Li has never been in contact with An Xiaoqi, how can there be no gossip in such a sensual place?

"This is an ancestor. However, he offended Young Master Zhan and was thrown into the police station by Young Master Zhan, so I said this is your best chance."

Lin Miaoren was thoughtful: "Understood. Thank you, Manager Li."

Manager Li smiled: "You're welcome."

……

**
At the other end, Zhan Xijue sat back on the sofa again and asked someone to make him a pot of sober tea.

After a cup of tea, it seemed that the smell of alcohol had dissipated a lot, and I lay down sleepily, not wanting to move.

Gu Changye kicked him: "Didn't you mean you're going to break An Xiaoqi's precept? I've arranged everything for you according to your preferences. What are you doing now?"

"Who is cowardly?"

"You're not cowardly, what are you doing lying here?" Gu Changye sneered, "Don't you still have illusions about An Xiaoqi, wanting to protect her like a jade? Old Zhan, you are really cheap!"

Encouraged by his words, Zhan Xijue stood up, put on his coat, and looked down at him condescendingly: "I'm going right now."

Gu Changye squinted his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "Women are like clothes, brothers are like brothers and sisters, you should have changed for a flashy woman like An Xiaoqi."

Zhan Xijue didn't listen to his beeps, and stepped out of the box door.

At the other end, the presidential suite of Fushengju.

After taking a bath, Lin Miaoren put on the special nightgown provided by Manager Li and looked in the mirror in front of the full-length mirror.

The young girl in the mirror has a charming figure, a decent face, and an innocence that only belongs to this age.

Although she was born in poverty, her parents died early, and she has always been supported by her uncle's family... and the first half of her life was a mess, but she has always believed that she is not someone in the pool. .

What's more, she is so beautiful, beauty is the best turning weapon.

After a few days of training in Fushengju, Lin Miaoren felt that it was too easy for a beautiful woman to turn around.

For example, right now is the best time for her to make a comeback.

Thinking of this, she became more and more satisfied with herself in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror, the almost semi-transparent black suspender dress, the material is light and thin, and the mystery of the girl is unparalleled...

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Lin Miaoren patted her hot face, took a deep breath, and hurried to open the door.

The door opened, and the man leaning against the door frame looked lazy, looking down at her, with no expression of joy or anger, just raised his brows, and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat and threw it on the nearest sofa, then he unfastened his watch and took out his mobile phone...

Lin Miaoren fetched disposable slippers and squatted down to change them for him.

It's just that before her hand touched the man's ankle, the man withdrew his foot and said in a very calm voice, "Go to bed and wait, you don't need to do this."

When Lin Miaoren heard this, she only thought that the man was caring for her, and she was looking forward to what happened next.

She blushed, "Okay."

It's just that when she stood up, the phone that the man casually threw on the coffee table vibrated again.

This time it was not a call from a landline, but a call from a person named Jianghuai.

At this moment, the man unbuttoned the two buttons of his shirt, picked up his cell phone, and connected the call.

Accidentally touched the speaker.

"Master, where are you? Something happened."

Hearing this, the man's voice was very weak: "Huh?"

"Young Madam..." Realizing that the expression was wrong, Jiang Huai quickly changed his words, "It was the police station who said that Miss An Er cut her pulse and committed suicide. When they found her, there was a pool of blood on the ground, and she lost consciousness. The subordinates are now going to The hospital rush..."

The man who had always been cold and indifferent finally changed his expression at this moment, and picked up his mobile phone in the next second without even taking his watch and suit jacket, and slammed the door out quickly.

Lin Miaoren couldn't tell what it felt like, but it was like being drenched from head to toe by a basin of cold water suddenly, feeling completely cold.

She sat where Sir Zhan had sat before, hugged her knees and stared blankly for a while, picked up the watch that the man had forgotten to take away, and gradually narrowed her eyes.

……

**
Half an hour later, Zhan Xijue arrived at Shengjing Hospital.

He ran through seven or eight red lights on the road, and his aura was so solemn that Jiang Huai dared not go past him when he saw him.

The man strode over quickly and asked coldly, "What's the situation now?"

Jiang Huai said: "The doctor said that Ms. An Er has panda blood. The blood bank in the hospital is short of blood. The subordinates are already adjusting the blood bank..."

Zhan Xijue didn't wait for him to finish, "Smack me."

Jiang Huai trembled from his terrifying gaze, "Yes... yes."

Ten minutes later, An Xiaoqi lost to Xi Jue's rare blood.

A total of 400CC was pumped.

It's just that she hasn't woken up yet, and the thin woman with her pointed chin is lying there, soundless, as if she has lost her breath.

Zhan Xijue stood in front of the hospital bed and looked at it for a long time before suppressing the feeling of panic or fear that filled his heart.

He just wanted to lock her up and force her to beg for mercy from him, but she just asked him to tell her that he regretted it, and he would forgive her softly.

He really never expected that this bitch woman would do such a thing to scare him!

Bitter tricks?

Zhan Xijue was about to die of regret, if it wasn't for the fact that the woman on the bed was as skinny as a piece of paper, he really wanted to strangle her awake and give her a good reprimand.

"Young Master Zhan~" The policewoman walked over tremblingly at this moment.

Zhan Xijue gave her a cold look: "I told you to take good care of her, is that how you take care of her?"

The policewoman lowered her head, not daring to say anything.

The small leader of the police station stood up at this moment, also tremblingly said:

"Young Master Zhan, we all serve three meals a day according to your order. Miss An'er has a strong temper and refuses to eat..."

After a pause, I looked at the man's face, "She started a hunger strike three days ago, and I had someone notify you at that time." He hesitated, "You said, as long as you don't die, don't call you ..."

Zhan Xijue held back his violent temper, "When I don't have time to take you back, get lost!"

After the sound fell, the little leader ran away with the policewoman.

Here, Zhan Xijue asked the attending physician: "When will she wake up?"

The attending physician said:
"It's hard to say. The patient's suicide was discovered in time by cutting the pulse, and the bleeding was not too serious. The main reason was that the patient hadn't had rice water for three days, and she hadn't had a good rest. Will wake up."

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue's expression became even more gloomy.

Knowing that he is the grandfather, the attending doctor said with relief, "Generally speaking, there is nothing serious about him, just take care of him for two days and he will be fine."

Zhan Xijue hummed coldly, "Go down."

After the attending physician led the nurses back, Zhan Xijue said to Jiang Huai, "You go out too."

Jiang Huai nodded, and asked: "Then, would you like me to get you a bed, so that you can take care of the young lady and you can rest."

"Need not."

Jianghuai stopped insisting and retreated.

Zhan Xijue then pulled a chair and sat down next to the edge of the bed.

What a delicate little girl, she can lose weight like this after a few days of starvation.

Pale little face, sharp chin, bloodless lips, and slender wrist wrapped in gauze...

His gaze was fixed on the slender wrist wrapped in gauze, his eyes were deep and clear.

Would rather go on a hunger strike, cut his pulse than beg for mercy from him, that's really stubborn.

What's so good about this stubborn and heartless woman?

Why is it a single muscle, he can't let go even after being dumped!

Does it really confirm the sentence-love is an immortal desire, a heroic dream in a tired life?

……

**
An Xiaoqi had a dream.

I dreamed that Zhan Xijue in a suit and leather shoes married a woman whose face was invisible. The wedding was as grand as the wedding of the century.

And she, like an outsider, no matter how she called his name, he didn't respond.

Not only did he not respond, she was dragged out of the wedding venue by his subordinates, and then she was walked on the empty road when a large truck suddenly ran over her body...

She felt that her body and soul were torn in two, from the initial pain to the numbness in the back, and then she just wanted to open her eyes and see the world for the last time...

It seemed that someone was calling her name at this time, and the low and tender voice seemed to be whispering in her ear.

She finally tried her best to open her eyes. Except for the bright sunlight that filled the room, there was no one in the empty ward, and no one was calling her name.

Had a big dream and sweated all over.

An Xiaoqi lay in a daze for a while, and took care of what should have happened since she made up her mind last night to cut her pulse with the hairpin Ji Nuan gave her.

She is not stupid enough to really want to die, cutting her pulse is just her last resort.

She predicted that after she cut her pulse and went on a hunger strike, Zhan Xijue would be disgusted by her behavior, and thus lose the interest in revenge against her.

Someone knocked on the door at this moment.

An Xiaoqi sat up with the strength of her arms.

She looked at a very special-looking young girl who came just after knocking on the door.

She was wearing a white Saixue dress, her long hair hung down her waist, and a butterfly headband was tied on her head. Her facial features could be considered exquisite and beautiful, especially her pair of bright and lively peach blossom eyes, which were clean and free from any impurities.

Uh~, the whole facial features are put together, they are somewhat similar to her.

An Xiaoqi frowned silently, because she didn't know this uninvited young girl.

The young girl was carrying a handbag, and when she saw her, she said politely:
"My name is Lin Miaoren. Young Master Zhan asked me to come here to find him. He left his suit and watch at me last night."