The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Zhan Xijue looked at the woman in front of him whose eyes were reddened because of anger, more like grievances, his attitude didn't change at all, it was still the attitude of I want to interrogate you.

He is still in a faint tone, stating a certain possibility:
"In ancient times, it was very common for women to have children at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Even in today's high civilization development,
In a few impoverished countries, there are quite a few women who give birth at the age of [-] or [-]... and the child looks about four years old.

Theoretically speaking, you have the possibility to have this child... Of course, it's just an ethical inference, I believe you don't. "

Paused, "However, compared to my belief, I believe in the facts..."

"Zhan Xijue—" An Xiaoqi growled in disbelief, "Do you know what you're talking about?"

Zhan Xijue raised his hand to hold An Xiaoqi's flushed face due to emotion, looked at her without blinking, and breathed out word by word clearly:

"You have been with Xia Huaishang since you were a child, and he raised you by his side like shit and shit,
Who knows if he did anything worse than a beast to you when you were almost a woman..."

paused,
"That man has always been able to whitewash the peace, even if he did something worse than a beast to you, he could still coax you into obscurity... So there is no such possibility of a dark knot in the bead tire."

"Snapped--"

An Xiaoqi slapped her directly.

This slap almost resounded throughout the room, crisp and cold, just like the expression on An Xiaoqi's face.

She looked at Zhan Xijue whose face instantly darkened to the extreme because of this slap, and asked coldly:
"Is that why you miss me and my uncle? Let me tell you, Zhan Xijue, my uncle is not as dirty as you think, and I am not as shameless as you think. Get out—"

As he spoke, the man slid off Zhan Xijue's legs forcefully.

She turned around and walked two steps away, but couldn't hold back, and said coldly:

"Also, Zhan Xijue, are you mentally retarded? It's the first time you fucking slept with my old lady,
Don't you know I've never had a man before?If you think with your toes, you won't foolishly doubt that I will ever have a child..."

Zhan Xijue interrupted her: "Now that the medical technology is so advanced, even the hymen repair operation does not need to use a knife, who knows if you are the original product!"

If An Xiaoqi said it was uninteresting before, then the word now basically cannot describe her mood.

She still turned around because of the surging anger, looked at him with red eyes, and her voice trembled with anger: "Zhan Xijue, you are such an asshole!"

Zhan Xijue got up at this moment, and he walked in front of the woman who was trembling with anger, the scarlet five finger marks on his face made him look even more sinister.

He has a half-smile:
"It's you who scolded people, and you who beat people up. I was just analyzing a certain possibility with you, so you can't wait to scratch my skin...,
Are you feeling wronged now?If you are so wronged, then do a paternity test with that child to prove your innocence. "

If it is said that An Xiaoqi hadn't responded to all the abnormal anti-aggressive behaviors from Zhan Xijue's appearance here until now,

Well, now that she finally realized it belatedly, Zhan Xijue's return to the manor from the imperial capital in advance should have been instigated by some kind of instigation and brought great emotions.

That's why Xia Yunlan became furious when he happened to hear Xia Yunlan say those words to her outside her room...

An Xiaoqi's face turned pale, took a deep breath, and said:

"It seems that you came back from the imperial capital ahead of time, not because you wanted to see me, but because you came to ask me about the child, right?"

After a pause, "Come on, let's talk about it, who is instigating in front of you, making you question whether I am right?"

Hearing this, the man's indifferent and obscure handsome face overflowed with an almost sarcastic smile.

He lowered his eyes and seemed to be very focused on the woman in front of him who raised her head and looked at him. He looked at him quietly and deeply for a long time, and then said indifferently:

"Perhaps there is a possibility of instigation, but if Ms. Xia hadn't personally sent me a few photos of you and Xia Huaishang sharing the same bed in the past without covering your clothes,
I really hold you in my palm like a saint and take good care of you..."

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi's eyes widened suddenly, and her voice cracked due to shock: "What did you say?"

Zhan Xijue took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, clicked on the photo album with his thumb, and randomly found a photo of An Xiaoqi sleeping in Xia Huaishang's arms when he was still very young.

In the photo, she was about fourteen or fifteen years old. At that time, Xia Huaishang was already an adult man in his twenties.
She slept sweetly in his arms, he was only wearing a men's camisole on his upper body, and his lower body was home smoke gray trousers;
And she was wearing a lace nightdress that could only be considered conservative...

Because of her special body, her figure was already very bumpy at that time.

Therefore, this photo appears to be more ambiguous than ambiguous, with a kind of violating human relations and inexplicable sense of sight that people can imagine an ethical blockbuster just by looking at it...

An Xiaoqi didn't know what Zhan Xijue felt when he saw this photo for the first time,
In short, her whole brain sounded like it was cracking open, followed by a blast of white light, and her brain was blank.

She was a little emotional, as if she was talking to herself or explaining to Zhan Xijue:

"No, no, no..., I don't remember at all..., I don't remember when I lay down with my uncle like this..."

Her shocked and dazed look obviously didn't look like she was faking it.

After listening to her helpless muttering for a while, Zhan Xijue said coldly:

"Of course you don't know..., who knows how your nasty uncle and that mother who doesn't know what a brain is is trying to plot against you,

Maybe you were raped by Xia Huaishang, but you don't even know it. "

Zhan Xijue's words became more and more ugly, he didn't care whether An Xiaoqi could bear it, because he was full of rage after seeing these photos.

He even resigned from the secret call from His Excellency the President, and rushed back by chartered plane just to clarify this matter.

As a result, no one else walked into the door of the room, just listened to what that wicked son said...

No matter how good his temper was, Zhan Xijue couldn't hold back at that moment.

Therefore, how could a man with intense emotions speak nicely, not to mention that he already hated Xia Huaishang extremely.

"I really can't tell, you were already in such a strong figure when you were fourteen or fifteen years old,
You have such a pure and beautiful face again, let alone your uncle, I want to commit crimes against you just looking at that photo! "

"...No, no, stop talking, it's not like this... It's not what you think at all."

An Xiaoqi quickly calmed down her excitement,

"It's my mother... yes, it's my mother who hates that you are Zhan Wenzhong's son, she wants to break us up,
That's why I sent this kind of photos to stimulate you and make you imagine, Zhan Xijue, you have to believe me, my uncle and I are innocent..."

But her words were too weak for Zhan Xijue.

Zhan Xijue interrupted her mercilessly: "No matter how strong the words of innocence are, they are not more convincing than evidence."

Of course Zhan Xijue knew that Xia Yun sent that kind of photo to sow discord between him and An Xiaoqi,
But he couldn't hold a grain of sand in his eyes, so he became suspicious when he heard Xia Yunlan's words again.

With tears in An Xiaoqi's eyes, he continued to say to her with pain in his heart:
"I'll arrange for you to do a paternity test with that child." After a pause, "You don't have... any comments, do you?"

"..."

An Xiaoqi burst into tears, she chuckled and asked, "Do you have to do this paternity test before you give up?"

Zhan Xijue looked at her, thought for a while that maybe she was really innocent, and finally softened his tone.

He raised his hand, wiped the tears that had blurred her eyelashes, sighed slightly, and said:

"If you feel that asking you to do a paternity test will insult you, then you don't have to do it."

paused,
"However, those photos sent by your mother implied some kind of unethical signal, it was like dense needles poking into my heart,
Maybe I can bear it for you now, comfort myself and tell myself that all this is a conspiracy played by your mother, Ms. Xia,
How could my baby have an affair with Xia Huaishang, I must not doubt her because of this..."

Speaking of which, the long finger clasped the girl's chin, forcing her to look like him,

"However, after a long time, I can't help but want to find out the truth, huh?"

An Xiaoqi's heart stings, she has always known her mother, Ms. Xia's methods of punishing people, but she did not expect to be so good at playing tricks, which clearly drove her to a desperate situation.

She would never allow her life to be manipulated by others. In her previous life, she had been controlled by Wen Shiyu and died without a burial place. In this life, she could not even be her own mother.

Therefore, personal identification is absolutely impossible now.

Once done, after the result came out, she really couldn't wash it off even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

An Xiaoqi took a deep breath, and said to Xi Jue:

"You know that asking me to do a paternity test with that child is an insult to me, do you think I will be willing?" After a pause, "I don't want to."

Zhan Xijue didn't speak for a while, he just looked intently at her pale face, and at the knee she fell when he got out of bed earlier, and squatted down.

While rolling up her trouser legs, he checked the bruised place where she fell:

"Then let's wait and see..." When he couldn't bear being provoked by Xia Yun behind him.

"Does it hurt?" He pressed his fingers against the bruise, "I'll rub it with safflower oil later, it might feel better."

While Zhan Xijue was speaking, An Xiaoqi's tense heart finally relaxed,
What followed was some regret for slapping the man earlier, and of course deep grievances, after all, he didn't trust her so unconditionally.

The quarrel came to an end, followed by longings that had not been seen for a few days.

When Xijue Zhan stood up, she gently hugged her body to his chest, in a low and muffled tone:
"You came back in such a hurry, won't the President blame you?"

"The general election is coming soon. No matter how dissatisfied the President is with me, if he wants to continue to be re-elected, he will not do anything to me."

The woman's soft body just leaned forward, Zhan Xijue's first reaction was to casually land on her waist and hug her tightly...

However, hugging like this, what was rolling in his mind was those few ambiguous photos sent to him by Xia Yun.

At that time, she was fatter in the photo than now, and her figure was more attractive visually than now. After all, she has lost a lot of weight now...

Zhan Xijue knew that he should not think about the photos anymore, because thinking about them would only give him the urge to destroy everything.

He hurriedly put an end to the thoughts that should not have been in his head, lowered his head and cupped An Xiaoqi's face, finding her lips was a rush of aggressive demands.

An emotional kiss between men and women who have had a quarrel and whose misunderstanding has not yet been eradicated can only become an aggressive disaster.

The big bed was not far from them, but Zhan Xijue didn't even want to wait for that time, so he settled An Xiaoqi on the sofa.

Mixed with sighs of unknown emotions, An Xiaoqi's gloomy emotions for the past few days were thrown out of Jiutianxuan at once, leaving only the goodness of fish and water that the ancients said in his mind.

……

For this kind of thing, women are the lingering aftertaste, and men are the pleasure of foresight and the continuation of the later...

But it's too indulgent, and it's always women who suffer.

But the good thing is, it's noon now, so I can sleep and recover afterwards.

……

When the first ray of sunset light came in from the sky, An Xiaoqi slowly opened his eyelids, and his eyes fell into the man's deep sleeping face, giving him an unreal illusion.

This was probably the best sleep she had in the past few days. The insomnia was really due to too much energy.
If someone who is drained like this is struggling to even raise his hand, insomnia will no longer exist.

She was still being hugged by a man, and she was too tired afterwards to take a bath, so An Xiaoqi felt sticky and panicked and wanted to take a bath or something.

As a result, she only moved a little before she realized that Zhan Xijue was still there... and gradually recovered because she was about to get up...

An Xiaoqi's eyes widened immediately, and she hurriedly said with a feeling of fear, "Zhan Xijue, I don't feel well, my stomach hurts... no..."

Zhan Xijue, who woke up with his eyes open, looked at her as if she was really terribly frightened, laughed twice, and said solemnly:
"It hurts? Where does it hurt? Let me rub it for you... Is it here or there?"

Accompanied by his movements, An Xiaoqi's face turned red instantly, a little annoyed: "... Zhan Xijue—"

……

In the end, Zhan Xijue was stopped by the phone call from Zhan's old Zhan.

He walked around An Xiaoqi with his long arms, picked up the phone that fell on the ground, and connected it: "Grandpa?"

"I heard from Jiang Huai that you are back? If it is convenient, come to the old house now. I have something to tell you."

Zhan Xijue played with An Xiaoqi who was nestled in his arms, and asked lazily: "What do you have to say in person? Can't you explain it on the phone?"

"If you make it clear, I would like to see you come back and put on a bad face for me?"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"It's a matter of great importance to the heirs of the Zhan family. You must return to me."

Heir?

Zhan Xijue frowned faintly after looking at the phone that had been hung up.

An Xiaoqi also heard their conversation, and felt a bad premonition, but this feeling was not strong and was quickly replaced by her strong discomfort afterwards.

She said softly: "It looks like I have to eat dinner alone again."

"Isn't there a younger brother who wants to curry favor with you to accompany you?"

What Zhan Xijue said was purely unintentional, but An Xiaoqi was a little bit harsh when he heard it, but she didn't say anything.

After Zhan Xijue lifted the quilt and got out of bed, she also got up.

She was only wearing a suspender dress, but it was so wrinkled that it looked like...

Zhan Xijue lingered on her for a few seconds, and said:

"I thought you were thin before, but now it seems that you are only thin where you should be, and you are not thin at all to please men."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

"Aren't you going to lie down for a while? Didn't you accuse me of being rude before, why are you getting up with me now?"

An Xiaoqi said angrily: "Brother, I'm hungry..." It's already night, she needs to eat.

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue's eyes darkened again, and his voice said, "Still hungry? I thought you were full!"