The boss of the empire was blown up by me

However, the brain is extremely clear.

Freezing three feet is not a day's cold!
He wanted to shine brightly to touch her heart, but she refused to give it the slightest chance.

If you don't give him a chance, you can only force him to do whatever it takes!
However, unscrupulous means will push her further.

So, a vicious circle!
Zhan Xijue was very upset.

He didn't know where he was going, so he just drove aimlessly.

Want to take a look at the new address he originally planned to use for his married life?
It is an island surrounded by the sea, bigger and more beautiful than Xia Chen's Blue Bay Island. It has a name that people will like when it is heard - Coral Island.

But what's the point of going there?

Apart from the magnificently decorated castle and the picturesque scenery, it is so empty that it doesn't even have the breath of her existence. It's better to go back to the castle manor.

At least, there are traces of her coming and living there, as well as the child they conceived together...

The more Zhan Xijue thought about it, the more manic he became, just like the pouring rain outside.

He drove faster and harder until... a stray cat crossed the road. His car couldn't dodge it in time, and with a bang, it collided head-on with an oncoming truck.

……

When An Xiaoqi received the call that Zhan Xijue had a car accident, she was talking to An Ge and Nan Xiangwan.

It was Zhan Jiuxiao who told her that Xijue and Xijue had a car accident.

"Come to the hospital, your child's father was in a car accident."

When An Xiaoqi first heard the news, she seemed very calm.

She was stunned for a long time before asking with a tense voice, "What did you say?"

Zhan Jiuxiao obviously didn't have the time to talk nonsense with her, and Zhan Xijue's car accident on his wedding night made him very upset.

He said coldly: "Are you deaf? I said, your man was in a car accident, come to the hospital quickly."

After he finished yelling, he cut off An Xiaoqi's phone.

An Xiaoqi was flustered by his yelling, her whole brain went blank as if she had lost the ability to think.

car accident?

How could there be a car accident?

Could it be because she has been slapping him in the face recently, and he and Zhan Jiuxiao played the bitter tricks for her?

No, probably not.

Hearing Zhan Jiuxiao's dismay and displeasure, this is not likely to be the case.

If not, is he seriously injured?Will it be disabled?Will you die?

Her children have only just learned of the existence of their own father. If he is disabled or dead, will the children not be able to bear the blow?

An Xiaoqi was very flustered, and her face was pale.

Nan Xiangwan and An Ge saw it in their eyes, and asked almost in unison: "What's wrong with you? What happened?"

An Xiaoqi pulled back her thoughts, and after trying to calm down for a few seconds, her voice still seemed a little trembling: "Zhan Xijue had a car accident, I'm going to the hospital."

While speaking, she hurriedly left the room.

An Ge and Nan Xiangwan looked at each other, and quickly stopped her: "Don't worry, it's raining heavily outside, I'm afraid you won't be able to drive in your current state, let the elder brother take you off."

An Xiaoqi nodded, and then hurried downstairs.

At this time, An Jifeng and Wen Shiyu were still drinking tea in the living room downstairs and did not rest.

An Xiaoqi's complexion was not very good, and he was in a hurry. Wen Shiyu looked into his eyes and immediately asked, "What's wrong? You're in such a panic?"

An Xiaoqi twisted the strap of the handbag with her fingers, her voice was a little tense: "Zhan Xijue had a car accident, I'll go to the hospital."

Hearing this, Wen Shi met someone and sneered: "A car accident? I heard that you have been in a cold war for a while, and you have been ignoring him. Maybe it's a bitter trick he directed and acted himself."

An Xiaoqi's pale face became more and more bloodless under the white light, she pursed her lips, "Master Zhan called me personally, it doesn't look like he directed and acted himself."

After the sound fell, An Jifeng sarcastically said: "You are not a doctor, what did you run there when it was raining heavily? If he was really maimed and killed, you couldn't bear it for him in the past. What's the matter, wait Let’s talk about it after dawn.”

After a pause, he added emphatically, "What's more, if he was really hit badly, Zhan Jiuxiao appointed someone to arrest you now, so it can be seen that Zhan Xijue has nothing serious, give me some backbone, go back to sleep Go, don't mess with this leisurely mind."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

At this moment, An Jifeng glanced at the wall clock on the wall, it was already [-]:[-].

His eyes moved away from the wall clock on the wall, and then fell on An Xiaoqi's face again, his voice was still thin and sarcastic,

"Didn't you say that that man is arrogant, selfish and domineering, and you should give him some trouble and train him? You have been in a cold war recently, and the relationship has been deadlocked with no signs of easing up. I don't see anything he has come up with that can impress you. The way of heart?
He is worrying about not having a chance to break the stalemate relationship between you. Now that he has a car accident and you run over, isn't it equivalent to compromising with him in disguise?
I have told you [-] times, the more at this time, the more you have to be cold to him, so that you can appear that you are not so easy to coax and not so easy to get, and he will cherish you even more, do you understand? "

An Jifeng's words immediately calmed down An Xiaoqi who was already anxious.

She thought carefully about the content and tone of Zhan Jiuxiao's phone call with her earlier, and thought that it was true that Zhan Xijue had a car accident, but the injury should not be serious.

Otherwise, with Zhan Jiuxiao's fiery temper, his first sentence would definitely not be:

When you come to the hospital, your child's father is in a car accident, and he will say: Come to the hospital quickly, if you are late, just wait for your child's father to collect the body.

Therefore, after several struggles, An Xiaoqi restrained the urge to go to the hospital.

She didn't go, and after about an hour or so, Zhan Jiuxiao, who had been in the hospital for a long time, called her.

This time, he spoke in a very angry manner, extremely fiery: "Where are you? Are you a snail? Even if you climb, you have climbed to..."

An Xiaoqi interrupted him: "I didn't go there."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Jiuxiao on the other end of the phone choked, and carried it back angrily, "What did you say?"

An Xiaoqi said succinctly:

"He had a car accident, and the hospital will have the best doctor to treat him. I risked my life in the rainstorm in the middle of the night, but I couldn't do anything for him, so I didn't go."

Hearing this, Zhan Jiuxiao on the other end of the phone bit his back teeth and said with a sneer:

"Grass, my wedding night was messed up by you two bastards, An Xiaoqi, you didn't come over, did you? You wait for me!"

After saying that, when he was about to hang up the phone, An Xiaoqi couldn't hold back, and quickly asked, "Is he okay?"

Zhan Jiuxiao roared angrily: "I can't die!"

If you can't die, you just torment people!
Toss him!

After Zhan Jiuxiao cut off An Xiaoqi's phone in anger, he gave Zhan Xijue who was lying on the hospital bed a cold look:
"Zhan Xijue, you're just a waste. When your brain is good, you can't deal with women. Now your brain is bad and you've been bumped. You can't even coax a woman back with cruel tricks. What's your use?"

After he finished yelling, he didn't wait for the man on the hospital bed to respond.

Zhan Jiuxiao glared at him angrily, and noticed that he was just looking forward with an extremely calm expression, as if there was no other emotion on his face.

But in the dark, I feel that his whole aura is completely opposite to the recent two extremes.

A thick white gauze was wrapped around his head, the brow bone and the bridge of the nose were scratched to varying degrees, and the thick black hair on his forehead covered his eyes that were open at this time, and he couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly for a while. But I heard him say to him in a low hoarse and tired voice: "You go back."

Zhan Jiuxiao frowned, and after looking at him deeply for a few seconds, "Your uncle. Did you have a car accident and knocked your brain out again?"

Zhan Xijue answered irrelevantly: "Don't you still want wedding candles? Why don't you get out?"

When it comes to bridal chamber candles, Zhan Jiuxiao is not interested in caring whether Zhan Xijue has regained his memory after being hit in the head.

After he smashed the medical records in his hand towards his face, he turned his head and slammed the door and left.

After the door of the ward was slammed shut, Zhan Xijue fully raised his head.

He looked at the stormy night outside the window with dark eyes, and the depths of his mind were like showing old films, showing those pictures that seemed near and seemed far away.

I remembered some things, and because of these things, I remembered the person who should not be forgotten the most.

With the memory becoming clearer and clearer in the depths of my mind, the vision in front of me became blurred and blurred.

It turned out that six years had passed.

A full six years!

What a jerk he is!
How could he be willing to treat her like this after losing her for six full years?

Zhan Xijue withdrew his blurred vision from the window, and after relieving the concussion pain caused by the car accident, he called Jianghuai.

Jiang Huai appeared 5 minutes after the phone call. As soon as he entered the door, he said respectfully: "Young Master, how do you feel now?"

"I'm going to the Ann Mansion."

Hearing this, Jiang Huai asked in surprise, "Now?"

The man said concisely: "Now."

Jiang Huai thought about the doctor's instructions, and said, "Young master, the doctor said that you have a severe concussion, and you have to stay in bed for a few days..."

But before he could finish his sentence, the man interrupted him indifferently: "Get the car ready, I'm leaving in five minutes."

Zhan Xijue had a strong attitude, Jiang Huai had no choice but to make arrangements.

It was raining heavily and windy outside.

Umbrellas are useless.

When Zhan Xijue walked to the front of the car with an umbrella and sat in the car, his pants on the lower body were soaked, and his shoulders were also wet a lot.

Jiang Huai brought him a towel to wipe the water, but he didn't want it either.

After getting in the car, he sat silently, his dark eyes staring at the ever-changing scenery outside the car window without blinking.

……

**
Because he was worried about Zhan Xijue's injury, An Xiaoqi didn't sleep well that night.

When dawn dawned, she sat up against the head of the bed.

The rain outside has stopped.

She got out of bed, opened a window, looked at the fresh morning after the rain, and smelled the damp and clear spring breath in the air.

Someone was running downstairs, lap after lap along the not-so-big lawn of the An Mansion.

At first, An Xiaoqi didn't recognize the runner, until someone called the runner to Princess Wen, and she realized that the runner was actually Wen Shihao.

An Xiaoqi thought that the reason why Wen Shihao appeared in the An mansion was probably because she came with Wen Shiyu last night, but she didn't know it.

Li Shenmu, who had disappeared for many years, was so fond of Princess Wen when he called Wen.

Because of the distance, I don't know what the two of them are talking about.

However, it can be seen that the communication between the two was not pleasant. After all, the man was slapped by the woman, and the woman turned around and ran away.

An Xiaoqi held her chin and looked at it for a while, and when she was about to look away from the window, Nan Qiao, who always got up early, saw her downstairs.

Nan Qiao was holding a bamboo basket in her hand, which contained spring bamboo shoots she had dug in the bamboo forest.

She raised her head and waved to An Xiaoqi, saying hello: "Woke up so early, didn't you sleep well last night?"

An Xiaoqi smiled at her and said:

"Oh, An Jifeng really doesn't know the blessings he has cultivated in several lifetimes. After marrying a good woman like you from IKEA IKEA as his wife, why doesn't he know how to cherish it at all? How can he let you dig bamboo shoots so early in the morning? "

While speaking, An Jifeng, who was carrying a shovel, came from another intersection.

He was dressed in gray home clothes, with a lot of fresh mud on his rolled up cuffs and trouser legs. He was bathed in the early morning sunlight, looking a bit elegant and profound.

At this moment, he dropped the shovel on his shoulders to his feet, raised his head and glanced at her, with a half-smile:

"The doorman told me earlier that a watchdog came to our An mansion in the middle of the night last night. He also said that it was a stupid dog, holding an umbrella, and stood eagerly outside the gate all night. Do you want to go? Look, what a mess this silly dog ​​looks like?"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

After An Jifeng finished speaking, he didn't wait for her to respond, and said to himself: "If you don't want to catch up on sleep, you can wash up and go downstairs. I'll ask someone to invite that silly dog ​​in later. Don't turn your head against it." It's so unlucky to die in front of our house from injury, so early in the morning."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

……

**
A quarter of an hour later, An Xiaoqi came downstairs, and saw an exceptionally slender and tall man standing in the living room.

There was a thick dampness on his body, the dampness on his clothes and the way he felt.

Hearing her going downstairs, he turned around and looked at her with deep eyes.

It's probably because his eyes are different from the previous ones, they focus on giving people a breathtaking sense of magnificence, so when he looked at her, An Xiaoqi felt strange or even in a trance for no reason.

An Xiaoqi looked at his focused and deep eyes, then at the scratches on his face and the gauze wrapped around his forehead, seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, she couldn't help but wonder if this man's brain was broken again. , the man spoke at this moment.

His voice was particularly hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time and seemed to be swallowed by some heavy emotion, "I thought you refused to see me."

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

From the looks of it, the car accident did not cause much damage, just some skin trauma and concussion, neither limb nor brain damage.

An Xiaoqi looked away from his wet hospital gown, and glanced at Jiang Huai who was standing not far behind him: "He is messing around, and you are messing around too?"

Hearing this, Jiang Huai said very aggrieved: "Miss Qiqi, there is nothing you can do about it, this leg grows on the master's body, how can I be the master of the eldest son?"

"I'm here."

As the man spoke, he moved closer to her.

He wanted to reach out and touch her face, but thinking that she was still angry with him, the hand finally fell in front of his body again.

An Xiaoqi was actually very annoyed at him, obviously he was hit and injured, and he still hasn't recovered well, what on earth is he going to do?
She looked at him angrily, but her voice was so cold:
"Zhan Xijue, don't think that I can soften my heart to you if you play this kind of bitter drama. Everyone is an adult and not a three-year-old child, can you stop being so childish?

You don't even care about your own body, don't expect me to entrust lifelong happiness to your hands, I don't count on you, and my child won't count on you, an unreliable father. "

Zhan Xijue waited for her to finish speaking, and looked her up and down with deep eyes.

Still the same as in memory.

It's just that compared to a few years ago, she has lost some of her youthful look, and her eyebrows and eyes are a little more gentle and soft that a woman should have. Probably because she is really annoyed by her, her face is very ugly, as if she has painted her face. A layer of hoarfrost, braving the cold.

Zhan Xijue's throat twitched slightly, but in the end he couldn't hold back, he raised his hand to stroke her eyebrows and her face, with a low and hoarse voice, "I've worked hard for you these past few years."

These words are nothing at first, but when you listen carefully, there is something different.

It's just that An Xiaoqi didn't pay attention to his words because she was annoyed that he was ruining her body like this.

She asked someone to bring Zhan Xijue a towel to wipe off the moisture on his body, looked at the semi-permeable hospital gown on his body, and said expressionlessly:

"Let's talk about it. How did you get into a car accident? I thought, you have been a poor chef for several years, and you should have pretty good driving skills if you can drive a truck."

Zhan Xijue directly ignored the strong irony in her words, and said lightly: "In order to avoid a wild cat, I collided with the opposite truck when changing lanes."

An Xiaoqi frowned: "Counting the time of your car accident, shouldn't you have arrived at the Castle Manor by then? Why didn't you go home? Don't you know that there is a high probability of a car accident if you stay blindly in the rainstorm?"

"Well, you're right in reprimanding me. It's my fault, so I shouldn't go home."

The man answered the question very well, but his face was a little pale, and he looked very uncomfortable.

An Xiaoqi frowned, smiled lightly and said:
"It's so strange, Mr. Zhan, you can actually self-criticize yourself? I don't think you are the kind of person who does self-criticism. You don't want to be obedient in front of me. Now go back to your hospital to recuperate. Don't stick to me. invite me to idle in front of you."

Zhan Xijue narrowed his eyes, and looked at An Xiaoqi more intently, as if he wanted to see through her soul.

After a long time, his thin lips moved slightly:

"Well, I won't provoke you, I'll leave later." After a pause, he shook the hospital gown that was sticking to his body, "I seem to have a fever, can I trouble you to find me some clean clothes to change into? Change and leave."

An Xiaoqi saw that his complexion was not good, he didn't seem to be pretending, thought for a while, and said: "You... seem to be about the same height as my brother, I'll ask my brother to borrow a set."

As he said that, Zhan Xijue corrected her: "There is a lot of difference, your brother is at most 1.8 meters tall, and I am 1.9 meters tall."

An Xiaoqi: "..."

Zhan Xijue's voice continued, faintly and slowly, "But it doesn't matter, it's better than wearing wet clothes, I can make do with it."

An Xiaoqi rolled her eyes at him, and when she was about to show her something, Zhan Xijue said again: "I didn't realize it before, but now I find that you look pretty when you roll your eyes. It really is that beauty is in the eye of a beholder."

An Xiaoqi frowned: "You are so poor-mouthed, no matter how hard the driver couldn't knock you down, I get angry just looking at you."

"Because I have great fortune and destiny."

An Xiaoqi gritted her teeth: "Shut up."

Hearing this, the man obediently let out an oh, and silently stopped talking.

An Xiaoqi didn't bother to talk to him, so she turned and went upstairs to ask An Jifeng to borrow clothes.

After hearing her appeal, An Jifeng was very disgusted: "I thought you were promising, and your heart would feel bad if you got caught in the rain?"

An Xiaoqi ignored him, she took the clothes from Nan Qiao, "Thank you, sister-in-law."

Nan Qiao said with a gentle smile: "I bought the wrong size for this suit, and I haven't worn it since I bought it. Zhan Zhan should be wearing it very well."

Yin Luo, before An Xiaoqi could speak, An Jifeng frowned and asked her, "The clothes you bought for me, can you still buy the wrong size? What's your brain?"

Nan Qiao said innocently: "Oh~, I confuse you and your ex-fiancé's size, I will pay more attention next time."

As soon as these words came out, An Jifeng's face was longer than that of a donkey: "Nan Qiao, are you capable? Have you still not given up on that dog man?"

Nan Qiao pretended to sigh and said, "Who doesn't have an ex yet? Look at me, and I won't be jealous of you and that Wen Shuning."

An Jifeng: "..."

Recently, there are always people talking about An Jifeng's romantic history with Wen Shuning in front of Nan Qiao. Nan Qiao didn't care at first, but after a long time, he became disgusted.

She has been holding her breath and has no chance to attack. Now that she has finally caught an opportunity, of course she will not miss it.

After she finished showing An Jifeng, she said to An Xiaoqi:

"I saw that Mr. Zhan's expression was not quite right. I figured that he must have a wound infection and a fever. You should quickly send the clothes down for him to change. Don't look back and have a stroke. When the time comes, it will be reported that your child's father is a paralyzed man." , how ugly is this?"

An Xiaoqi: "..."

An Xiaoqi went downstairs, An Jifeng saw that she had completely walked out of the room, he slammed the door of the master bedroom and locked it, grabbed Nan Qiao's wrist and pressed her against the door panel.

Although there was a smile in his eyes, his breath was extremely cold.

He pinched Nan Qiao's jaw, and said with a half-smile: "Nan Qiao, find something for me early in the morning, huh?"

Nan Qiao was not afraid of him, she raised her hand to push away his hand pinching her chin, and said in a leisurely tone, "Who is looking for trouble?"

What annoyed An Jifeng most was her indifferent attitude. He frowned silently for a while:
"Do you think that if you are energetic enough, you can have a second child? One child is not enough for you, and you still have time to think about your ex-fiancé, huh?"

Nan Qiao stretched out her luxuriant hand, flipped the buttons on An Jifeng's shirt a few times, and said:
"There are plenty of women who want to give you a second child, and I'm not the only one missing."

paused,
"Master An, is your secretary so reluctant to quit? I don't know what her thoughts are, but when I went to the company recently, she always tried to mention to me your past love history with Wen Shuning. To be honest, I have put up with you for a long time."

Speaking of this, the conversation changed, "A word of advice, don't provoke me recently, or you will be more attractive."

Hearing this, An Jifeng raised his eyebrows: "Jealous?"

Nan Qiao ignored him.

At this moment, An Jifeng pinched her chin, and immediately wanted to kiss her wildly.

Nan Qiao was still angry, how could he let him get what he wanted.

Before An Jifeng's head sank close to her lips, Nan Qiao pushed him away.

An Jifeng took two heavy steps back. Just as he was about to do something to Nan Qiao, his cell phone rang.

It was his secretary calling.

Nan Qiao glanced at the caller ID on the phone, his eyes became more and more cold:

"Isn't today Sunday? Is there a boss like you who squeezes employees like this? The secretary wants to talk to you early in the morning?"

An Jifeng finally realized that the always good-tempered Nan Qiao really lost his temper this time.

He felt that if he didn't make it clear to her face to face, he didn't know how long he would be humiliated by her.

He squeezed the center of his eyebrows with a headache, and explained:
"Liang Zhao and I are high school classmates. She majored in finance in a university abroad. After graduation, I managed to recruit her with a high salary. She has a fiancé. Can you stop being suspicious?"

Nan Qiao sneered: "I also had a fiance, so I ended up marrying you, the diamond king?"

An Jifeng: "..."

Nan Qiao's words continued: "Pick it up, you pick it up for me now, I want to see what work you can talk about early in the morning."

An Jifeng felt that he was not afraid of the shadow, so he connected the secretary's call after Nan Qiao's voice fell.

As soon as the phone was connected, the female secretary's polite and apologetic voice came: "Ji Feng, I'm sorry to disturb you so early in the morning. I have a personal matter, and I would like to ask you, an old classmate, to help me."

As soon as these words came out, An Jifeng saw that Nan Qiao's face was not very good-looking.

He frowned, and replied with a gentle attitude: "You say."

"I..., can I trouble you or send someone to my apartment... Li Jiaming went crazy again and locked me at home..." He hesitated, "He also beat me, I I feel like my calf should be broken..."

Hearing this, without waiting for An Jifeng to speak, Nan Qiao said to the woman on the other end of the phone:

"Secretary Liang, won't you call the police for your fiancé's domestic violence? You're injured at home, won't you call 120? Why do you always bother other people's men when you can solve problems by yourself? When you trouble my man, you don't follow me. I, the wife of the president, reported it?"

As soon as these words came out, Liang Zhao's heart choked. After taking a deep breath, he explained:
"Mrs. An, can you stop being so excited? First of all, I don't want to report to the police because I don't want it to be known by my parents. I don't want them to worry about it. I want to terminate the relationship with Li Jiaming in private.

Second, I didn’t call 120 for the injury because my apartment is within one kilometer of your house, and Ji Feng will send someone over sooner than the hospital..."

Speaking of this, he took a deep breath, "Of course, since Mrs. An minds so much, just pretend I didn't make this call."

After saying that, before Nan Qiao could speak, he cut off the phone.

After that, Nan Qiao smashed An Jifeng's phone.

After she smashed his mobile phone, she said to An Jifeng in an extremely light manner:

"I thought that with Secretary Liang's salary level, it would be difficult for her to rent a house near our house. So, I want to ask, President Anda, why is she able to live near our house? Is it the welfare that your company gives to employees?"

An Jifeng looked at her icy face and felt that Nan Qiao was making a fuss over a molehill.

He said: "The company does provide housing benefits for internal senior employees, and the house Liang Zhao lives in is a benefit provided by the company."