The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"Don't touch me, I'm too dirty."

Wen Shuning finally panicked.

She cried and said, "Ah Jue, what I said earlier was all angry words, I was just confused by An Xiaoqi's anger, I... can't live without you."

Zhan Xijue looked at her hand wiping tears, that hand was as beautiful as a work of art.

But when he thought of the photo An Xiaoqi sent him, when his hands might touch the man's messy lump, he would burn with anger, and it was difficult to maintain his sanity.

His sexy Adam's apple rolled slightly, he looked into Wen Shuning's eyes with clear eyes, and asked word by word: "Tell me, have you ever touched something you shouldn't have touched?"

At this time, Zhan Xijue was very hostile, something Wen Shuning had never seen before.

Frightened by his gaze, she instinctively took a step back, subconsciously shook her head and said, "No...no."

At the beginning, when she established a relationship with a man, the man clearly asked her to do two things as a girlfriend.

One, during her relationship with him, she must sever ambiguity with all her previous male partners, including any future men.

Two, her hands belong to him, so don't get dirty, especially don't touch the man's place.

However, her words did not win the trust of the man.

The man just looked at her with great disappointment, "You still want to lie to me? Last night, were you with Yan Xijing, huh?"

Wen Shuning's eyes widened indifferently, and she looked at Zhan Xijue in an unbelievably complicated way, "You...investigate me?"

Yes, seven or eight minutes ago, after Zhan Xijue received the photo sent by An Xiaoqi, he ordered his subordinates to investigate Wen Shuning's recent situation.

It's not that he doesn't trust Wen Shuning.

It was because Wen Shuning had too many affairs before she was with him that he couldn't choose to trust her.

I really don't know if I don't check it, but I feel disgusted when I check it.

He answered irrelevantly: "As you wish, let's break up."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell on the rose soul on her ring finger, which he specially arranged for someone to give it to her two days ago.

"The meaning of the soul of the rose is dedicated to the most holy soul." At this point, he changed the subject abruptly and pronounced the sentence in a cold voice, "Your hands are dirty and unworthy."

Wen Shuning hadn't recovered from the astonishment that Zhan Xijue was investigating her, but then he heard Zhan Xijue say that he wanted to break up, and he pulled out the rose soul from her ring finger.

She went from stunned, to panic, to heartache, and from heartache to calm again, in just three or four seconds.

She smiled, "Zhan Xijue, I suddenly discovered that you are a monster with a hand fetish..."

Zhan Xijue didn't even want to hear her say, "What? You've been arguing to break up with me before, was it just shouting slogans?"

Yes, before Wen Shuning said that she wanted to break up, she didn't really want to break up.

There is an awkward situation between lovers, and when a woman talks about breaking up, she is basically asking a man to coax her in disguise.

How could a straight man and Xijue understand a woman's mind?
Wen Shuning has never felt as embarrassed as she is now.

She licked her chapped lips, trying to save some of her proud self-esteem, "Okay."

She has no shortage of suitors, and the spare tires are of good quality, but Zhan Xijue is the most perfect male partner in her mind, love is true love, that's why her heart hurts, and she is so unwilling.

"Ah Jue, are you willing to let me go?"

At this time, Zhan Xijue had already turned around and was about to leave here. Hearing the woman's sorrow, he stopped, looked at her slightly, "You gave up first."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Xijue turned around and strode away without any trace of remembrance.

Wen Shuning stood on the spot for a long time.

Yes.

It was she who gave up first.

The man asked her to wait for another three months. After three months, he would marry her when he divorced. It was she who chose to give up first and violated the vow she had made with him to have an affair with other men.

But, she doesn't regret it.

In order to love him, she missed a lot of hearty pleasure in the past two years. When she was with Yan Xijing last night, she became more and more aware of this.

When she was at the bar with An Jifeng earlier, she was very happy again.

So, she has no regrets.

Just break up.

Can't we get back together after breaking up?
She wants both her love and her heartyness.

She didn't believe that Xijue Zhan really didn't want her.

Wen Shuning secretly planned to get back together with Zhan Xijue after his anger subsides.

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At the other end, An Xiaoqi and An Jifeng went back to the hotel and opened up a room at the front desk, then had an in-depth communication with An Jifeng in his room for more than half an hour before returning to their own room.

Exhausted physically and mentally, I was so tired that I climbed into bed without even taking a shower.

But just as soon as he fell asleep, the door was slammed.

In a five-star hotel, it must not be the room service that smashes the door like this.

An Xiaoqi guessed who it was with her toes.

But, she couldn't figure it out, didn't that bastard Zhan Xijue hate being under the same sky with her, and felt that even breathing with her was disgusting?

Didn't he come to Ancheng in the middle of the night just to meet his little white flower?
He didn't go to flirt with his little white flower, but ran to knock on her door. Did they have a falling out?
An Xiaoqi pondered, the door had already been swiped open by someone outside.

With the sound of the man's footsteps breaking in, all the lights in the presidential suite, which had been turned off, were turned on with a swipe.

At this time, An Xiaoqi was very tired, so tired that she even struggled to open her eyelids.

However, Zhan Xijue refused to allow her to do so.

He walked to her big bed in three steps at a time, and pulled her up from the bed.

The quilt fell off, and the scenery that fell into his eyes unexpectedly made his black pupils tighten suddenly, "An Xiaoqi, you are still sleeping naked in the hotel, are you not afraid of getting dirty?"

An Xiaoqi shook off his hand and lay down on the quilt again, "Not as dirty as you are."

"What did you say?"

Zhan Xijue was so angry that he wanted to pull her again, An Xiaoqi became angry and grabbed him with his foot, "I'm sick of you, sir. Go find your Miss Wen."

Zhan Xijue's heart was smacked by her, and his face was dark and ugly.

This shameless dog woman looks very thin, why is she so strong.

"Get up for me, I have something to ask you."

An Xiaoqi buried her face in the quilt, and said angrily, "Even if I can't wait until tomorrow, I'm so sleepy now, I don't have time to talk to you."

Zhan Xijue: "..."

After An Xiaoqi finished yelling, Zhan Xijue stared at the lump under the quilt for a full minute, and when he heard the woman's even breathing from under the quilt, he unexpectedly stopped calling her again.

Not only did he not call her, he also turned off the light.

It looked like three or four o'clock in the morning, and the night was deep and peaceful.

Zhan Xijue went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette, his whole body seemed to be engulfed by the night, and for a moment it seemed that no one could melt into his world.

After smoking, he was also tired.

The last presidential suite in the hotel was booked by An Xiaoqi, and Zhan Zhan couldn't wrong himself to live in the standard room when he was away, so he took a hasty shower and went to the suite to rest.