The boss of the empire was blown up by me

A sentence that sounds like an understatement, but it reveals a powerful message to An Xiaoqi.

An Xiaoqi just looked at her without saying a word.

Lin Miaoren was also looking at her.

She has also seen many beauties, whether they are the campus beauty of Beijing University or the popular actress on the screen, after all, there is a big gap between the young girl lying on the hospital bed in front of her.

Those who are more beautiful than her are not as delicate as her; those who are more temperamental than her are not as beautiful as her; those who are more delicate than her are not as noble as her...

She seems to be the real version of the noble princess, even if she looks sickly, it is still a kind of pleasing beauty.

Could this be Young Master Zhan's ex-wife?
It turns out that it is not just the beauty of the long.

"Excuse me, is Young Master Zhan here?" Lin Miaoren asked inquiringly, "If not, I'll put his items here, and you can pass them on later?"

While speaking, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

The tall man carrying an exquisite food box had the calmness and composure of a superior person. He strode forward, as if stepping on the light of a star.

Lin Miaoren couldn't hide the astonishment in his eyes, his eyes lit up, and An Xiaoqi saw this scene clearly.

"Master Zhan."

Zhan Xijue didn't look at her, but he said to her calmly: "Put your things down, and you can go."

Lin Miaoren put the bag containing Zhan Xijue's suit and watch on the coffee table, but instead of leaving immediately, he bowed deeply to Zhan Xijue,
"Thank you for your help to my brother. Treat him as if I borrowed money from you for his treatment and surgery. When I graduate, I will definitely work in Shiding Group to repay it."

Zhan Xijue is not a merciful person, he probably helped Lin Miaoren just on a whim, after all, it was just a matter of little effort.

He said lightly, "As you please."

Lin Miaoren kept smiling, "You are busy."

After she finished speaking, she turned her head slightly to look at An Xiaoqi who was on the hospital bed, thought for a while, and said, "Are you a woman whom Mr. Zhan... cares about?"

The women on the hospital bed didn't bother to talk to her, which made Lin Miaoren a little unhappy to be underestimated.

She said: "Don't get me wrong, even though I almost made a sex deal with Young Master Zhan last night, the deal was terminated because Young Master Zhan heard that you committed suicide. Now it seems that Young Master Zhan cares so much about you, it seems that I don't care about you." sensible…"

Speaking of this, he smiled, "However, don't worry, people value self-knowledge. I am sensible, and I will not appear again in the future."

After speaking, he bowed and walked away without looking back.

Lin Miaoren is magnanimous, but under this magnanimity hides a lot of scheming.

In fact, her appearance seemed like a flash in the pan to An Xiaoqi's eyes, and it didn't seem to cause any splash in her heart.

At this time, Zhan Xijue opened the lunch box, took out the bowls and chopsticks, made a bowl of easy-to-digest rice porridge, and walked to the hospital bed.

The woman's complexion did not improve after the blood transfusion and a night's rest, but turned paler.

"Should I eat it myself, or should I have someone feed you?"

An Xiaoqi couldn't understand Zhan Xijue anymore.

She raised her head and looked at his impeccably handsome face:

"I thought, if I did such a game, President Zhan would definitely be bored by me when he saw me. How could he still be interested in serving me?"

Zhan Xijue brought rice porridge, dug out a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blew on his lips, and said expressionlessly:

"You have to live well, otherwise how can you see me growing old with other women in love?" After a pause, "Open your mouth and eat porridge."

"I will do it myself."

Zhan Xijue narrowed his eyes, gave her the bowl in his hand, then stood up, and said: "The doctor said that you can only eat some liquid food now, only side dishes for dinner, or?"

Going on a hunger strike also takes courage.

This is really not something ordinary people can bear.

In order to protest against Zhan Xijue, An Xiaoqi didn't expect that she could last three days without drinking a drop of water, and even cut her pulse as a threat.

Now it's just a bowl of millet porridge, which is already a delicacy in the world for her hungry.

Of course, side dishes are the icing on the cake.

She hummed gently: "OK, thank you."

Zhan Xijue brought a simple dining table, arranged all the small dishes in the food box one by one, and stood on the edge of the bed like this, watching An Xiaoqi feed him spoonful by spoonful so gracefully.

She quickly finished a bowl and asked him for another bowl.

After she ate two bowls happily, Zhan Xijue realized that the hunger strike was all a psychological tactic this woman was playing with him.

She didn't want to commit suicide at all, she was just playing psychological warfare with him.

Dog, is she determined to eat him?
Zhan Xijue's complexion gradually turned cold, and he wanted to smoke irritably, but he held back.

After eating enough, An Xiaoqi lay down, looked at the ceiling, and waited for Zhan Xijue to pack up the lunch box and said, "I'm going to rest."

In other words, you can go.

But Zhan Xijue ignored her words, "You rest yours, I will lie down."

After finishing speaking, he will be squeezed next to her in her not spacious hospital bed.

He lay down, and the lingering smell of alcohol on his body and the unpleasant smell mixed with women's perfume attacked her from every opening.

An Xiaoqi pushed him with her hands: "Mr. Zhan, we have already broken up. If you do this, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

"Well, go and sue, I really want to see who dares to arrest!"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"Zhan Xijue, get the hell out of here, you stink to death."

The man opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes were red and bloody, and he looked a little tired:
"My body stinks? You were locked up in the police station for four or five days. You didn't brush your teeth, wash your face, or take a shower. Even your hair was so dirty and oily. I think you're dirty?"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

With An Xiaoqi's current situation, she really doesn't have the energy and brain power to argue with him.

She just looked at the smallpox for a while, thought for a while, and asked calmly: "Then what are we lying together now?"

The man beside her said sarcastically after she finished speaking, "What do you think?"

An Xiaoqi turned her head sideways, looking at the handsome face of the man who was close at hand:
"I thought we had already broken up, you and I had no intention of getting back together, even, you even found a substitute, didn't you?"

Lin Miaoren.

This name reminded An Xiaoqi of an ancient poem.

The women by the Baishuiquan are good, and the girls are wonderful.

This Lin Miaoren can be regarded as a more pleasing beauty, no matter in terms of appearance or even a rustic temperament.

For a girl who has never been in contact with flashy, once she enters this circle, sooner or later her innocent rustic air will be washed away, replaced by bright stars.

Zhan Xijue moved to the idea of ​​having a power and sex deal with her, which shows that this Lin Miaoren is quite pleasing to men.

I have already found a substitute, but now I want to lie on the same bed with her shamelessly, what on earth is going on?

Just when An Xiaoqi wanted to ignore the imperceptible pain in his heart, the man spoke unhurriedly, mockingly: "Why a substitute?"

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi's eyes and pupils shrank imperceptibly, and she forced herself to sit up, and the man beside her also sat up.

She tilted her head, looked at him and laughed, "So, during the few days when I was thrown into the police station by you, did you happily make a new girlfriend outside?"

"is it not OK?"

The woman nodded, the smile on her face remained undiminished, looked at him for a while, and said lightly:
"No wonder I heard people say that blood relationship is always more trustworthy and stronger than the so-called unswerving love until death."

Zhan Xijue's gaze fell on the jade bracelet on her white wrist, and she was also wearing Xia Huaishang's bracelet.

His eyes darkened, and he said calmly, "When are you going to return my bracelet?"

Hearing this, the woman frowned slightly, and said in a rather apologetic tone, "I'm not going back, it's broken and can't be repaired." Just like their current relationship.

These words did not seem to cause Zhan Xijue much unhappiness.

He turned his head to look at the woman's pale and indifferent face, and his indifferent eyes fell on the emerald green bracelet on her wrist, "Then pay it back with this one."

An Xiaoqi was stunned for a moment, and said, "This won't work."

She also planned to return this precious bracelet to Xia Huaishang, "Although the ice emperor green is hard to find, if you give me some time, I will definitely find something similar to the one you gave me..."

The man interrupted her coldly: "I only want this one."

An Xiaoqi's calm expression finally changed, she sneered, "That's fine."

She pulled the bracelet off her wrist and handed it to Zhan Xijue, "I'll give you the bracelet, can we settle it?"

Zhan Xijue took the bracelet over, and he held it in his hand against the light as if admiring it, "Two cleans?"

He sneered, and with a light throw of his arm, the emerald green bracelet fell to the opposite wall, and it was instantly shattered.

"It can be settled."

After finishing speaking, he also got off the hospital bed.

He stood up, and his tall and straight figure fell on her face.

He looked at her for a while, "An Xiaoqi, I wanted to give you a chance to ask for my forgiveness, but it seems that I was unnecessary." He smiled, "You and I are destined to end here, so you can do it yourself."

When he was done, he turned to leave.

When he was about to walk out of the ward, An Xiaoqi called him: "Mr. Zhan, take away your things from the coffee table."

She was referring to the things that belonged to Zhan Xijue sent by Lin Miaoren.

Zhan Xijue stamped his feet slightly, glanced at the coffee table, and said casually: "Throw it away."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the ward completely.

An Xiaoqi looked at the door of the ward which was slammed by the man and closed after a long time, lost her mind for a long time.

There was thunder outside, and it rained heavily in an instant on the sunny day.

With the rapid rain, the world outside the window quickly blurred into one piece, just like the world in An Xiaoqi's eyes.

Her tears came surging, silent and boundless.

The thunderstorm came and went quickly, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright sunshine illuminated the ward again, and it also shone on An Xiaoqi who was on the bed.

It was a mistake for her to fall in love with Wen Shiyu in the last life, and it is still a mistake for her to fall in love with Zhan Xijue in this life... She really deserves it for being able to fall into the mud of love again with the lessons learned from the past.

Since dating this man, she has almost forgotten the meaning of living in this life.

Sure enough, the brain of love is terrible.

Fortunately, stop the loss in time, or break it.

Two days later, An Xiaoqi was discharged from the hospital.

On the day she was discharged from the hospital, she saw Wen Shuning who had also been discharged from the hospital at the gate of the hospital.

A woman who is no longer in a wheelchair, her face has been completely changed and her original appearance cannot be seen at all.

She is wearing a white slim dress, tall and slender, and her complexion is very good with a little makeup on. She doesn't have the stunning glamor before the plastic surgery, but she also has an intriguing gentleness in her.

It was An Jifeng who came to pick up Wen Shuning.

It's really a narrow road for enemies!
"Miss An, speaking of it, we are really destined. You don't want me to be your sister-in-law, so I agreed to date your elder brother. You don't want to run into me, but we have bumped into each other now. Are you angry?" People are not angry."

An Xiaoqi pulled her lips, "It's quite irritating." She smiled calmly, "You should be lucky, I haven't recovered from my injury after breaking up with Mr. Zhan, so I don't have time to deal with you."

He paused every word, "But, obviously, as long as I am free, you will never enter An's house. Just like now, if you offend me and I want to beat you, you will only be beaten."

Wen Shuning's complexion changed, looking at the exquisite and beautiful but domineering woman half a meter away, her voice could not hide its sharpness:

"An Xiaoqi, who gave you the arrogance? My cousin doesn't want you anymore, do you think you can afford me?
You shouldn't be lucky enough to think that the next time you are thrown into the police station and then commit suicide by cutting your pulse, you will be released at the mercy of your cousin, right? "

An Xiaoqi didn't feel much annoyed by her words.

She just narrowed her eyes and watched her smile, that smile wasn't too sinister but just right enough to make Wen Shuning feel cold all over.

Wen Shuning was annoyed, and frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

An Xiaoqi approached her, and said with a sneer in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"Should I call you Wen Ning or Wen Shuning? Do you think I won't know who you are if you change your skin?"

After finishing speaking, Wen Shuning opened the distance between the two of them amidst the inconceivable shock on his face,

"Miss Wen Ning, if you want others to know you have to do nothing, from now on, you can carefully calculate what you will fight with me for the rest of your life."

After finishing speaking, he walked down the steps and passed by An Jifeng who had never said a word.

An Jifeng looked at her back as she was about to go far away, probably because he was unwilling to see their siblings as enemies when they met, so he called out to her: "An Xiaoqi!"

An Xiaoqi stamped her feet and didn't look back.

Seeing her stop, An Jifeng walked up to her in a few steps.

He had a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, and his gentle and handsome face was gloomy:

"If you are willing to apologize to Wen Ning now, you can still go back to the An family. Otherwise, since you want to sever ties, you don't want to step into the An family's gate again."

An Xiaoqi raised her head, looked at him and laughed: "The An family's old house is an asset purchased by my grandfather when he was young, and it's not your An Jifeng's. Why don't you let me in?"

Hearing this, the man took a deep breath, held the remaining cigarette between his fingers, and looked at her coldly:

"Because my father didn't do anything, my grandfather was old, and now I, Mr. An, is in charge of the An family, and the head of the household is also my Mr. An, and your household registration has always been with your mother in the Xia family in the south of Sichuan. What?"

An Xiaoqi sneered, her voice was clear, and she paused every word:
"Mr. An, one day when you regret it, even if you knelt down and begged me for forgiveness, I will never recognize you as a big brother again. You should do it yourself!"

An Jifeng was shocked by An Xiaoqi's words.

Looking at the thin figure that was walking away quickly, he felt as if something important had just flowed away from his life without a sound, and he wanted to grab it but couldn't find it.

……

After getting in the car, An Xiaoqi went straight to Shengjing Airport.

When he was about to arrive at the airport, An Hao, who hadn't contacted her since she saved her phone number, called.

An Xiaoqi was quite surprised, hesitated for a moment, and connected the phone.

"aunt?"

The woman's voice was cold, but her eagerness could not be concealed: "Although we have no aunt and nephew relationship, I really have no choice but to find you."

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows: "Did something happen?"

"Huanhuan is missing." The woman's voice was hoarse, "If I'm not wrong, it should be Gu Changye's fault."

"Since it's Mr. Gu, the reason why he kidnapped Huanhuan is probably because of you..."

When the child disappeared, Anhao was very anxious, because she couldn't imagine whether Gu Changye, a gentle scum, would hurt the child.

She didn't even finish An Xiaoqi's words, so she interrupted her and said, "But when I called him, he didn't even admit it..."

"Auntie, don't worry, have you called the police?"

Anhao was a little emotional: "What's the use of calling the police? Gu Changye's hands can reach the sky, and calling the police is useless!"

An Xiaoqi thought for a while, "If Mr. Gu bites him to death and refuses to admit that he took Huanhuan away, and you have no evidence to prove that the child is with him, even if the police come to ask for him, it will be a failure."

"That's why I came to you." Anhao tried to calm down her emotions, "Isn't he and Xijue Zhan's cousin who wears a pair of pants? You are Xijue Zhan's woman, can you find Xijue Zhan?" Xijue, ask Gu Changye what that bastard wants to do..."

"Auntie, I broke up with Zhan Xijue." An Xiaoqi interrupted An Hao, who was emotionally ups and downs, "To be honest, we didn't break up peacefully. He hated me so hard, I just went to him. It's going to make things worse."