The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"...Now you are back, so..."

The walking man stopped suddenly, his brows darkened, and he interrupted: "Where is she?"

"Miss An was picked up by Brother An early in the morning. The master was in a hurry. I was afraid that Brother An would not marry Miss An over. In the afternoon, I went to An's family with the dowry to marry you."

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue's brows twitched in anger, "What settling down, what marriage?"

"Oh, eldest son, you have been on a business trip abroad recently, and you may not know that Miss An is actually Mr. An's granddaughter..."

Zhan Xijue interrupted him: "Which Mr. An?"

It's no wonder that Zhan Xijue in front of him has no impression of An's family, a family like the Zhan's family, a noble family among the rich and powerful, and a nameless An's family are not worthy of his eyes.

However, the housekeeper felt that with such an explanation, Zhan Xijue would definitely remember, "It's Mr. An who won the second-class military merit who was shot for the master on the battlefield..."

Zhan Xijue frowned deeply: "Isn't his granddaughter named An Ge?" The reason why he remembered An Ge was because An Ge was a rising artist in his company.

The housekeeper explained: "This is a long story..."

Zhan Xijue said coldly, "Let's make a long story short."

"It's the one who suffered from a strange disease since birth, and An's parents sought medical treatment everywhere... But in the end, she was accepted as a female student by the abbot of the Lotus Temple, Mrs. Xia." The housekeeper knew that the man in front of him had a bad temper. , secretly brushed off the sweat, and continued to explain, "Master Xia, you should know that she is the woman the old man respects most in his life..."

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue hummed expressionlessly, and then ordered in a cold voice: "Tell the old man, if he insists on marrying a woman to me, it's not impossible, unless he agrees with me and Shu Ning. Otherwise, even The sky is falling apart, and I will not marry any woman, especially that one named An Xiaoqi."

After a pause, he added emphatically, "Also, throw away the clothes that that dead girl used in the manor these days, throw them away if she can, and burn them all if she can't, understand?"

After getting along for three days, the housekeeper felt that An Xiaoqi was very attractive, with a sweet heart and a sweet mouth.

This is all secondary, the important thing is that she can tell a fortune teller, and what she counts is accurate.

If it wasn't for the little girl who made a fortune teller for him two days ago, he might have been lying in the hospital this morning because of a car accident.

"My eldest son, is this not too good?" The steward felt that An Xiaoqi was a lucky general who could prosper the family. He wanted to speak for An Xiaoqi, "Miss An saved your life. Dear guest, if this is passed on to the master, you will not be pure."

Zhan Xijue didn't care so much, he scolded angrily: "Don't make me repeat it a second time."

"……All right."

……

Two minutes later, Zhan Xijue walked into the luxurious European-style castle, unbuttoned the two buttons on his neckline while walking, took off his black suit jacket and hung it on his elbow, and walked upstairs.

Just two steps out of the way, suddenly stopped.

He looked at a European-style court oil painting on the wall, and felt something was wrong, so he called the housekeeper: "What's going on?"

The housekeeper forced a smile: "Miss An said that the sapphire inlaid on the oil painting was beautiful, so the old man picked out the sapphire and made a necklace for Miss An..."

Zhan Xijue gritted his teeth angrily. He spent a lot of money to take pictures of this medieval court oil painting because of the collection value of this sapphire.

Heh~, very good, really good and ruthless.

"Eldest son... there is one more thing, I don't know if it should be said or not."

Zhan Xijue: "Say"

"It's just... your tank of precious arowana was accidentally fed to death by Miss An."

Zhan Xijue bit his back teeth, and the corners of his lips curled into a dangerous arc, "Get the car ready, let's go to settle down."

housekeeper:"……"

"Go get the car ready!"

The housekeeper was about to have a heart attack from being yelled at, and hurriedly said, "...Yes."

……

**
In Shengjing, in front of the Anjia Villa, a Gust with an extremely flamboyant car drove over from far to near.

The car door opened, and a tall and tall man in a suit stepped out of the car.

With the light behind him, he couldn't see the man's real face clearly, but he was tall and tall, with an outstanding and cool demeanor.

He turned around quickly, the dim streetlights illuminated his handsome face, and also illuminated the cold and indifferent expression on his face.

An Jifeng frowned, looked at the man walking towards him, cut off the half-burned cigarette in his hand, and smiled: "Mr. Zhan, you are here, you are really a rare visitor."

Zhan Xijue didn't know An Jifeng, or he didn't know him well, "Who are you?"

An Jifeng sneered: "Your future brother-in-law."

Zhan Xijue frowned: "Are you the eldest brother of the An family?" Although he had doubts, he actually affirmed, paused, and said in a cold voice, "I'm looking for An Xiaoqi." The voice fell, as if to affirm something, emphatically added, "Sorry, I don't remember having a cheap brother-in-law."

An Jifeng bit his back teeth and stood on the steps with a cold and imposing manner that could not be ignored.

He draws his tone and smiles coldly: "What's the matter, Mr. Zhan? Is it easy to bully me when my An family has no power or power? I bullied my sister from inside to outside, and she refuses to admit it, is this?"

"..."

Zhan Xijue pinched the center of his brows with a headache, and hearing the tone of Brother An's, it was obvious that An Xiaoqi or his beloved grandpa had blackmailed him from the inside out before he came.

Now he really has a feeling that he can't wash away even if he jumps into the Yellow River.

"Mr. An, I've seen shameless ones. I've never seen a woman like your sister who doesn't even want the face of her ancestors in order to climb into a man's bed. Today is a good experience."

After the sound fell, Zhan Xiuyuan, who rushed over after hearing the news, ran out from An's villa, followed by An Xiaoqi.

I haven't seen you for more than half a month. The dead girl's pink and jade carves have fleshy faces.

Before Zhan Xiuyuan swung his crutches to hit him, Zhan Xijue directly waved to An Xiaoqi: "Come here."

An Xiaoqi couldn't go over, she hugged An Jifeng who was about to beat Xi Jue with her arms, and said pitifully, "Brother, Xiao Qi volunteered, don't beat him..."

As he spoke, he looked like he was about to cry, with tears in his eyes, and he added aggrievedly, "It is said that twisted melons are not sweet, and he doesn't want to marry me. The big deal is that Xiaoqi will go back to the Lotus Temple in the future like a grandma. Forget about being alone forever...Anyway, Xiao Qisheng is his person, and death is his soul, woohoo..."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xiuyuan's crutch fell firmly on Zhan Xijue's shoulder, "Bastard, if you dare not agree to this marriage, I'll sell that Shuning of yours to Africa."

Zhan Xijue's temper has reached the limit, "Zhan Xiuyuan, do you dare to touch a single hair of Shuning?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue's assistant, Zhan Xiaosi, quickly ran over with his mobile phone in hand, lowered his voice and said to Zhan Xijue: "My lord, it's not good, Miss Shuning has been tied up, this is the video they sent over... "