The boss of the empire was blown up by me

In fact, her full-time wife is just a decoration, because her husband seldom returns, and they seldom communicate and communicate.

Mo Nian's expression was a little gloomy: "I can't be idle, so I found something I like to do."

If I'm not mistaken, during this period, many film and television companies wanted to buy the copyright of "Wang Chuan", which had won the gold list of all major bookstores, from the hands of the master Yan.

However, there was no news about this matter in the last life, and for some unknown reason, all Mr. Yan's books were forcibly removed from the shelves.

However, at this moment, An Xiaoqi could determine the reason.

In the last life, the removal of books from the shelves must have something to do with Mo Nian's death, and it must have something to do with Yan Xijing.

An Xiaoqi calmly suppressed the darkness in his eyes, and said to Mo Nian: "I am your fan, I have watched "Wangchuan" three times." After a pause, "Have you ever thought about selling the copyright? If you're interested, I can help you."

Mo Nian was born in a scholarly family. She is indifferent to fame and fortune, she just wants to write stories she likes, and she doesn't chase fame and fortune.

She declined: "No, I just want to write a good story..."

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi became a little excited, and she interrupted her:

"Miss Mo, with all due respect, have you ever thought that your husband has always been lukewarm to you, not because he completely dislikes your disability, but because he thinks you are boring, you are like a pool of stagnant water, calm Wubo, the accumulation of time and time can't bring him any surprises other than blackening and smelling..."

"In order to set off him, you are willing to restrain your edge and become an unknown woman. Do you think he will love you?"

"Don't be stupid? He will only get farther and farther away from you, even going to bed with Zuoai is perfunctory..."

These words are like a sharp knife piercing into Mo You's heart.

Mo Nian interrupted her with a cold face: "Miss An, has no one taught you the reason why you don't comment without knowing the whole situation? Besides, we don't know each other well."

An Xiaoqi also realized that she was overly emotional, she let out a long breath:

"Sorry, I was the one who was abrupt." After a pause, "I just want to tell you that a man is a natural hunter. You only have to attract his attention and keep him from getting it, then you will be successful."

After finishing speaking, there was a half-minute silence in the air before Mo Nian said, "Let me get you some clothes."

Five minutes later, An Xiaoqi changed her clothes.

Before she left Yipin Lanju, Mo Nian stopped her: "I understand what you mean. But..., love can't be perfunctory. If he doesn't love me, I'll be breathing wrong!"

An Xiaoqi held her hand, "As long as you want, you can." As she spoke, she felt Mo Nian's pulse unintentionally, and said with a smile, "You are pregnant."

Mo Nian's eyes turned red with excitement: "...how do you know? Then I will tell Xijing that he is going to be a father."

An Xiaoqi interrupted her: "He is looking at you with dislike all over him now, he probably wants to divorce you in his dreams, now you tell him that you are pregnant, do you want him to force you to have an abortion?"

Mo Nian: "..."

……

An Xiaoqi left Mo Nianna 5 minutes later.

Mo Nian looked at An Xiaoqi downstairs and got into a van, and fell into deep thought.

……

**
At the other end, after An Xiaoqi got into the van, he said to Zhao Xiaoliu, "Go to the airport."

Zhao Xiaoliu had already checked the flights at the airport on the way here, and he said, "The latest flight to Lin'an City is three hours away, so it's better to drive directly there."

An Xiaoqi felt that it was too slow, and curled her lips, "Doesn't the uncle have a small private jet? I have a flight certificate, why don't we drive it?"

Zhao Xiaoliu didn't even think about it, so he refused: "No way. When the boss left, he reminded me that you can do whatever you want, but you can't take the idea of ​​that plane. He said that your level is too shitty, and something happened. , and kicked our heads off as balls."

An Xiaoqi: "..." Her uncle really knows her, and knows that she has been greedy for that plane for a long time.

"Aren't you tired after driving for four or five hours?"

Zhao Xiaoliu smiled: "Not tired."

An Xiaoqi pursed her lips, a little unhappy: "Then you go ahead."

Zhao Xiaoliu: "..." Well, the little ancestor has a bad temper, so you have to support him.

……

**
After the car got on the highway, An Xiaoqi suddenly remembered that she would be worried if she didn't go back to the manor tonight and the old man.

So, she quickly sent a safe text message to Zhan Xiuyuan, saying that she would not go back tonight if she had something to do, and told him not to worry.

As soon as the text message was sent, Zhan Xiuyuan called.

"Xiaoqi, aren't you with that bastard Xijue?"

As soon as these words came out, An Xiaoqi realized that Zhangou had not returned to the manor, and she said, "Oh, we are not together now."

Hearing this, Zhan Xiuyuan became angry: "That bastard, did he bully you again? That's why you didn't come back?"

An Xiaoqixin said:
Yes.

Your beastly thing threw me on the curb, and you didn't even give me an umbrella.

Before An Xiaoqi could respond immediately, Zhan Xiuyuan on the other end of the phone acquiesced that it was Zhan Xijue who bullied his precious granddaughter-in-law.

Zhan Xiuyuan decided that even if he dug three feet into the ground, he would find Zhan Xijue's person tonight, and then beat him severely.

He didn't chat with An Xiaoqi, and after a few words of concern, he called his confidant over: "Go, bring that bastard back to me."

……

**
Here, after An Xiaoqi and Zhan Xiuyuan finished talking, they found a comfortable position to sleep on the small bed in the van.

Drowsy, restless sleep, had many bizarre dreams.

It was probably because her previous life was too miserable before her death, and in her dream, she repeated her dying struggle before dying.

The fire engulfed the entire coral island. She dragged her paraplegic body and struggled desperately like an ant.

The fire scorched her clothes, her hair, her skin, her eyebrows, her whole body was torn apart...

The blood was dried before it spilled out, and her muscles were almost convulsed by the fire. Never before had she wanted to die so happily.

When she was dying, a heavy rain extinguished the flames around her, and she saw the man who seemed to have fallen from the sky take off his dark green coat and cover her scorched body.

He squatted down halfway, and what he saw was a pair of peach-blossom eyes like a river of stars, black and bright, like brilliant starlight.

She grabbed his snow-white cuff, "Young Master Zhan, can you collect my body?"

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have waited for a long time before he said yes.

This dream was too real, the real An Xiaoqi woke up from the nightmare because of the pain.

She was drenched in sweat, raised her hand to press the center of her drowsy brows, and looked out of the car window, at the dimly lit main road of the city, with a few sporadic cars speeding past.

Well, have you arrived in Lin'an City?
An Xiaoqi sat up, only to realize that Zhao Xiaoliu was not in the car, the car was parked at an intersection.

what happened?

Just when she was confused, a strong headlight shot straight down.

It was also at this time that An Xiaoqi saw that Zhao Xiaoliu was surrounded by two men in black not far away, and it seemed that they were going to fight!
An Xiaoqi frowned deeply, loosened her muscles, opened the door and got out of the car.

She swayed lazily, whistled loudly to the two men in black, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, buddy, did my brother offend you?"

After the sound fell, the two men in black looked at her with extremely complicated eyes, and put away their fists that were about to strike Zhao Xiaoliu.

"He hit the boss' car."

An Xiaoqi let out a groan, and said surprisingly: "No one is dead, right?"

Man in black:"……"

While talking, An Xiaoqi walked around the Bentley Continental. Shengjing's license plate had a large dent in the rear of the car. It is conservatively estimated that the maintenance cost will cost more than 100 million.

She asked objectively, "Do you want to go private or call the traffic police?"

The two men in black didn't speak, but the one who came down from the Bentley Continental was actually Jiang Huai.

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Yo, what a coincidence? Mr. Zhan wouldn't install a radar on me, right? The world is so big and the cars are so hot, why did I just rear-end Zhan's car?"

At this time, Zhao Xiaoliu said angrily: "It was they who speeded up and overtook and then braked suddenly, otherwise I would not have hit them, and they must take full responsibility!"

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi raised his chin to Jiang Huai: "Tezhu Jiang, don't you want to ask how your Zhan always wants to deal with it?"

Jianghuai had one head and two big heads, and he had the illusion that he was under attack, and wanted to set himself on fire.

He forced out a smile with difficulty, "Young Madam, why... have you come to Ancheng?"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue, who was waiting impatiently in the car, also stepped out of the car with long legs.