The boss of the empire was blown up by me

He tried to snatch the unburned diary, and Mo Nian walked into the bathroom with the burning diary.

Accompanied by the sound of the toilet being flushed, Yan Xijing finally only saw ash floating on the water in the toilet pit, and there was no other trace to be found.

Mo Nian looked at his gloomy handsome face and said:
"Even though you were bad before, you still wouldn't be so shameless to rummage through other people's past privacy. Now, it's gone, everything that belongs to us is gone."

paused, and said,

"In the past, not only was my handwriting bad, but my grades were even worse. But because of the love with its own filter, I changed from a little witch to an invincible schoolmaster that everyone envied.

I pulled out the hostility all over my body, just because I heard that you like gentle and virtuous girls... I also heard that you like to listen to people playing the violin, so I specially signed up for a violin class and practiced to level ten secretly, but I have never played the piano for you once.

It's not that I don't want to pull, it's that you never gave me a chance.Even, I don’t know where I heard the nonsense, saying that tattooing the name of the man I love on my heart can make my wish come true, so I went to get it tattooed...,
All of these are because I want to love you uncontrollably, or to match you better..."

Speaking of this, I took a deep breath, "But, now that I think about it, all of this is my nightmare, and now this nightmare is over, isn't it?" He said, his tone returned to calm, "Let's go downstairs and eat noodles. "

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked out of the room.

Yan Xijing stared at the ashes with pieces of paper floating on the water, and it took a while to think of what to do.

When he went downstairs, the bowl of noodles naturally fell off.

However, Mo Nian gave him another bowl.

Although, he couldn't figure out why this woman was arguing with him, and why she had to let him have a bite of noodles that she thought were in the best shape.

However, when he took the first bite of noodles, the woman quickly gave him the answer.

She asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Yan Xijing nodded sincerely, "It's no worse than a five-star chef's skill."

Hearing this, Mo Nian smiled at him and said:

"I remember that the first time I cooked noodles for you, it was the first cooking skill that I learned for a long time before I could master it.

It's a pity that I got scalded with blisters on my hands that day, but you didn't eat that bowl of noodles.Later, the bowl of noodles became lumpy, and I ate it in the end, but my heart was very bitter.

Then I was thinking at that time, is this what one-way love is destined to be like?If it is always bitter, do I still want this kind of love? "

Yan Xijing felt that he couldn't eat any more noodles, so he put down his chopsticks, raised his head, and looked into Mo Nian's eyes without blinking.

Mo Nian looked away, her eyes were a little empty, after a long time, she looked back, met Yan Xijing's, and said:
"In fact, I made a wrong decision. After being with you, my hard days never left me."

paused,
"So, I want a sweet and good life. Excuse me, Mr. Yan, what can you give me? You just love yourself a little more from the beginning to the end,
What's more, you have lost your memory now, and even the little affection you had for me before has disappeared.
Why do you have to act like it's up to me?If you are like this, I don't think you are very affectionate, it will only make me disgusted, do you understand? "

Yan Xijing didn't speak for a while.

After a minute of silence, Yan Xijing asked: "So, after all, you must divorce me?"

"Yes."

Yan Xijing's eyes darkened, and after a moment of silence, he said again: "For you, what is a sweet and happy life?"

"A day without you is a good day."

Obviously, the communication went nowhere.

When Yan Xijing left the Mo family's old house, it started to rain lightly outside.

He looked at the ever-changing street scene outside the car window, and the magic voice kept echoing in his mind-the days without you are good days.

The woman who once loved him deeply without hesitation really stopped loving him if she said she didn't love her.

Then, he obviously has no memory of her, why does he feel heartbroken because of such words?
……

**
One day later, in the evening, Mr. Smith's private plane landed safely in Shengjing.

The plane opened the door, and he was the first to get off the plane, feeling the cold air passing through the strange city.

He wore very little, only a black thin long trench coat, and a gust of cold wind blew away a lot of tiredness from his body.

He took a lighted cigarette from his subordinate, squinted his eyes and took two puffs, then suddenly remembered something, pinched it out again, and said to his subordinate in a cold voice: "I won't smoke anymore, quit!" !"

The subordinates were surprised, but they didn't dare to ask the reason, but they could probably guess that it was probably because Miss Zhou Zhou hated people smoking.

After the subordinate took the cigarette he extinguished and threw it into the trash can, he asked, "Sir, do you want to wake up that little ancestor?"

The little ancestor his subordinates were talking about was none other than Zhan Yunsheng who was coaxed and tricked by Smith to get on the plane.

Putting aside the past festivities between the Smith family and the James family, in terms of people alone, Smith still likes Zhan Yunsheng very much.

That dog girl is a ghostly thing, bold, and has many tricks, which is very interesting.

A feminine smile overflowed from his thin lips, and he answered irrelevantly: "Tell me, if I recognize her as my goddaughter, will her parents agree?"

The subordinate said embarrassingly: "I don't know if they will agree, but Mr. James definitely disagrees."

After a pause, "Sir, if you are a rare child, there are plenty of women who are willing to give birth to you, why bother to be a cheap father for others?"

Smith couldn't help being in a good mood when he heard this, he smiled and said:
"It's true. No matter how good other people's children are, they don't have their own flesh and blood." As he said that, his face turned cold again, "You know what a fart, do you usually give me a child with rouge and vulgar powder?"

The subordinate immediately put on a smiling face and said, "Of course you can't. I want you to see that the children of Miss Zhouzhou and you will be smarter and more beautiful than that little ancestor Zhan Yunsheng."

While the two were talking, a beautiful woman with a capable aura came up to Smith and said with a complicated expression: "Sir, it's not good, Zhan Yunsheng is gone."

When the voice fell, Smith immediately frowned: "Hmm?"

The woman said: "It should have been sneaked away when the hatch was opened earlier, and the subordinates have already arranged for people to search around."

Smith looked very bad.

For a child who is five years old and a little girl, the probability of being lost at the airport is too high.

At the least, he was kidnapped and disappeared, or molested by a person with bad habits, or at worst, he lost an innocent life.

Either way, it's not what Smith wants to see.

He has just gained a firm foothold in the Smith family, but he must not offend Mr. James at this time, otherwise he will face great trouble.

Thinking of this, Smith said coldly: "If you can't get it back, you can kill yourself."

The tone fell, and before the woman could respond, Smith's phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at the caller ID, it was Zhu Zhouzhou calling.

He squinted his eyes and hesitated for a few seconds before connecting.

As soon as the call was connected, as expected, it was not Zhu Zhouzhou who spoke but An Xiaoqi.

"Mr. Smith, although I don't know exactly how you coaxed my daughter into your plane, but what I want to tell you is that if my daughter loses even a hair, you will never leave Shengjing alive. "

Facing An Xiaoqi's threat, Smith said indifferently:
"Miss An, you think that I, the ruler of the Smith family, is a piece of paper? You can move as you say?
To tell you the truth, my trip to Shengjing was to talk about love, and to see the president of the empire.
The current president of the empire is my uncle, do you think if you touch me, you will be able to escape unscathed? "

After a pause, he changed the subject and said, "Miss An, to be honest, the little guy got lost at the airport a few minutes ago."

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi on the other end of the phone was so anxious that she didn't get up and fainted. With the support of Zhan Xijue behind her, she stood up straight and asked tremblingly, "What do you mean by being lost?"

Smith: "10 minutes ago, the front and rear doors of the plane opened. She probably sneaked away at that time. Now I have asked people to do their best to find her."

After a pause, he explained why Zhan Yunsheng got on his plane,

"One more thing, I have to tell you in advance that your daughter is really not my plane that I coaxed and tricked her into.

The day before yesterday, I rescued her from a suspected trafficking gang at the California City Airport.

At that time, if I hadn't come forward to intercept her, she might have been sold or died in an accident.

In short, after I rescued her from the trafficking gang, she heard that I was flying to Shengjing, so she begged me to take her to Shengjing to find Mommy and her real father. "

Speaking of this, he elongated the tone and smiled lightly,
"I think her little one is really pitiful, so I did a good job and let her get on my plane. Of course..."

He paused, changed his tone,
"Of course, I also had selfish intentions, and wanted to use her trump card to help me successfully pursue the woman I like, but now something unexpected happened."

An Xiaoqi calmly waited for him to finish speaking, then said coldly:
"Smith, from now on, you'd better pray that my daughter is fine, otherwise, even if we die together, I won't let you go."

……

After An Xiaoqi finished the first phone call with Smith, Zhan Xijue, Yan Xijing and even Zhan Jiuxiao used all the connections that Shengjing could use, and immediately participated in the search.

But the strange thing is that with so much manpower, material and financial resources, no one has found any whereabouts of Zhan Yunsheng.

She seemed to have evaporated out of thin air, and there was no news of her.

It wasn't until a few days before the new year was approaching a month later that things took a turn for the better.

It was early morning.

An Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the bay window in a trance, received a text message, which broke the intense search and rescue work.

The text message was sent by Zhu Jiaojiao: Miss An, I'm Zhu Jiaojiao, is it convenient to meet up?

Because of Zhan Yunsheng's disappearance, An Xiaoqi has lost a lot of weight, and now she has no time to talk to Zhu Jiaojiao, an idiot.

Just when she was about to block Zhu Jiaojiao, another text message from Zhu Jiaojiao came in:
This morning, a child of unknown origin suddenly came to my door. She said her name was Zhan Yunsheng.

After reading the text message, An Xiaoqi called back the phone almost immediately.

The other party answered almost instantly, and Zhu Jiaojiao's faint laughter came: "Miss An..."

An Xiaoqi interrupted her: "Where is the child?"

Zhu Jiaojiao glanced at Zhan Yunsheng lying on her bed, smiled, and said:
"It's in my house." After a pause, he added, "Oh, it's the home that President Zhan used to accommodate our family, the Begonia Famous Garden on Shengjing Avenue."

While talking, An Xiaoqi has already rushed downstairs, while running, he asked:

"Why didn't you pick up a child of unknown origin and send it to the police station?"

"Miss An, if an unconscious child suddenly appeared at your door, wouldn't you give first aid immediately?

When I was going to go out to the hospital for a checkup this morning, I saw her collapsed in front of my house.

I asked my brother-in-law to help take the child home and gave her simple first aid, and she gradually got better. She said in a daze that her name was Zhan Yunsheng..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and cut the topic to the point,
"I've heard a lot about your daughter's loss recently, and I immediately wondered if she might be your daughter?
So, I called you right away, how about it, if she is really your daughter, shouldn't you thank me as a lifesaver?
After all, you took away my favorite man, and I have every reason to ruin your favorite child, right? "

Speaking of this, Zhu Jiaojiao withdrew her gaze from Zhan Yunsheng who was on the bed, and landed on a man with heavy chest hair wrapped in a bath towel at the door, her eyes trembled, and she said again:
"Miss An, I have a confusion, please ask me. Is Zhan Yunsheng the child of you and Mr. Zhan?"

An Xiaoqi felt that Zhu Jiaojiao was so cruel that she didn't even want her own life. She was a crazy woman. Of course she couldn't tell the truth. What if she was angered and she was not good for the child?
Therefore, she quickly replied: "She has nothing to do with Zhan Xijue, don't touch her!"

Zhu Jiaojiao pulled her lips and said with a smile:

"Miss An, what are you talking about? Am I the kind of citizen who doesn't obey the law? I've already died once.

Now I just want to live a good life, and it's too late to curry favor with you, how dare I offend you?
I won't call Mr. Zhan anymore, you just tell him, and then come over and pick up the child together.

The child doesn't know what's going on, the low-grade fever has not subsided, and he wakes up and sleeps, it seems that the situation is not very good. "

After she finished speaking, she cut off the phone without even giving An Xiaoqi a chance to respond.

After the phone was cut off, he looked at the man who had already walked towards him.

The man who just took a bath, the scar between his brows faintly looked more ferocious than every time he saw it before.

The way he looked at her was even more aggressive, which reminded her of all the violence this man had done to her recently.

He would whip her body with a pimp, and even burn her skin with scarlet cigarette butts.

He would even put a dog leash around her neck and make her bark like a dog.

Therefore, Zhu Jiaojiao was instinctively afraid of seeing him now, but when she thought that the reason why she endured the humiliation was to be with Zhan Xijue, she quickly calmed down again.

She walked towards the man and said softly, "I've already called. They will come to pick up the child soon. What shall we do next?"

Hearing this, Zhan Wenting dragged her to the bathroom, closed the door, and pressed her to face the sink.

Afterwards, he looked at Zhu Jiaojiao's eyelashes trembling due to timidity in the mirror, and said with a half-hearted smile, "Don't you want to be with Zhan Xijue?"

Zhu Jiaojiao bit her lip, looked at the man's gloomy face in the mirror, and said:

"Don't you know? Isn't that the reason why I cooperated with you? Even if I can't get him, I will never allow An Xiaoqi to get him. Not only will I not let her get him, I will also ruin her! "

Zhan Wenting pulled his lips, climbed up the back of her neck with his hands, and stripped her naked,

Then he took out a razor from the sink, and cut two slender cuts of blood on her back. When the blood continued to overflow, he bowed his head and licked it clean.

The wound was obviously very painful, but Zhu Jiaojiao didn't even groan, until the man's teeth bit a piece of skin off her wound, and she let out a muffled moan of pain.

Then, she was turned around by the man, and then she was slapped:

"You don't even piss to take pictures of yourself. You are an ordinary-looking bastard with a passable figure. How can you compare with An Xiaoqi? Why does my eldest nephew look at you so high?"

Facing the man's cynicism, Zhu Jiaojiao was very calm.

She said: "I agreed to cooperate with you just because I knew I couldn't compare to that vixen An Xiaoqi." After a pause, she said, "Then, may I ask Second Master Zhan, how do I cooperate right now so that Xijue Zhan can win?" Can you take one more look at me and tear them apart completely?"

Zhan Wenting glanced at the cigarette butt burns on Zhu Jiaojiao's chest indifferently, lost interest in her in an instant, and let her go.

Not only did he let her go, but he slapped her face hard twice, and only after the nameless evil fire on his body had dissipated, did he distance himself from Zhu Jiaojiao.

He sneered at her condescendingly: "Idiot, the stage is set up for you, and you still don't know how to sing?"

Zhu Jiaojiao pursed her lips, swallowed her anger and said, "I would like to hear more about it!"

Zhan Wenting said with a sinister smile:

"Zhan Yunsheng is the best way to drive a wedge between them. I have already sent someone to find out that Zhan Yunsheng is the biological daughter An Xiaoqi secretly gave birth to Zhan Xijue..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Jiaojiao interrupted him emotionally: "This is impossible. An Xiaoqi said that the child has nothing to do with Zhan Xijue!"

Zhan Wenting hated his speech being interrupted the most, so she slapped Zhu Jiaojiao without hesitation after she finished speaking:

"Bitch, don't interrupt me when I'm talking."

Zhu Jiaojiao covered her swollen cheeks, suppressed the raging anger and hatred in her chest, and said, "I'm sorry, I will pay attention next time."

Zhan Wenting didn't even look at her, and started to take off the clothes from the hanger and put them on.

He took off his bathrobe, exposing his tall and straight figure to Zhu Jiaojiao's eyes.

However, his flaws also fell into Zhu Jiaojiao's sight clearly.