The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"Why has nothing to do with me? You are my woman now!"

"But it won't be soon. After I leave the hospital, I can go for a divorce with you!"

Zhan Xijue's heart ached from choking.

"Besides, if my uncle really likes me, I would marry you for no reason at the beginning, even if he beat me to death, I would not agree to my marriage."

"Is it?"

"Of course!"

Zhan Xijue frowned, could it be that he made a wrong judgment?

After all, he couldn't imagine what kind of feelings would make Xia Huaishang willing to cut his liver to save An Xiaoqi whose liver had died five years ago, and his siblings were nothing more than that.

……

After entering the shopping mall, An Xiaoqi went straight to the jewelry center.

She decided to blackmail Xijue.

After entering the international first-line brand jewelry store, An Xiaoqi said to the manager who received them: "Take out the treasures in your store and have a look. I want to buy a ring."

She has always been obsessed with her wedding ring.

The soul of the rose in the previous life made it difficult for her to relieve it until she died.

In this life, she missed Rose Soul, but the silver wedding ring Zhan Xijue bought her was really a style she didn't like, and she really wanted to buy something she liked.

The manager saw that the man next to the woman was either rich or expensive, and immediately entertained him with all his energy: "Okay, miss, sir, please wait a moment."

While speaking, they were received in the VIP room.

When they arrived at the VIP room, a salesperson was introducing a single product to a male customer.

It is a unique ruby ​​ring both in terms of design and material selection. It has a very poetic name called 'Feng Qiuhuang'.

An Xiaoqi was attracted by the ruby ​​at first glance, and subconsciously raised her foot and walked towards them.

When she got closer, she realized that the male customer was sitting in a wheelchair, and he was listening carefully to the salesperson's introduction with his face sideways.

A camel-colored blanket was covering his legs, and a lifelike Clivia was embroidered on the top of the blanket.

Because it is Clivia, it is Wen Shiyu's favorite plant.

Therefore, An Xiaoqi's gaze moved upward subconsciously, looking at the man's clothes.

Guofeng long windbreaker, a white double-breasted coat, and a string of rosary beads in his hand. Because of the sudden severe cough, his neck exposed to the air was flushed with naked eyes.

He coughed badly, and the young man behind him quickly handed over a thermos cup, unscrewed the lid, and said respectfully, "Sir, would you like some water?"

The man waved his hand, with a good voice, as if soaked in old wine, low-alcohol bewitched: "It's okay."

With just two words, An Xiaoqi's heart thumped as if someone had pinched her hard, and her breathing was suffocated.

She froze in place, looking at the man who had completely raised his head and looked towards her.

His hair is black and thick, a little long, and his pair of red phoenix eyes, which are like a peach color, are partially blocked by the broken hair on his forehead, but it is hard to hide that the moment he lifts his eyes, everything is less youthful than the brilliance in his eyes.

At this time, he started to cough again, covering his mouth and nose with his slender hands. Because of the intensive coughing, his originally delicate and handsome face was tainted with a blush color, visually giving people a sickly yet delicate appearance. The sense of shock of peerless elegance.

When An Xiaoqi saw his face clearly, her face was already pale and bloodless.

Wen Shiyu.

In the last life, she went crazy and wanted to love the man...

After being reborn and meeting again, An Xiaoqi still couldn't ignore the throbbing that was so strong that it couldn't be contained, and the panic submerged behind it.

Wen Shiyu, he is a devil!
An Xiaoqi's whole body trembled, and just as she was about to say something to the manager of the jewelry store who also came up, Wen Shiyu, who had recovered from his cough, spoke to her in a warm voice.

His voice is like a spring breeze, tender and gentle: "You... know me?"

It was not An Xiaoqi who answered him, but Zhan Xijue who came over after realizing that something was wrong with An Xiaoqi, "Sir, my wife just took a fancy to this ring on your hand."

Wen Shiyu looked up at the person coming.

The visitor was tall and straight, with a domineering and cold aura, and a noble and arrogant temperament, which seemed to have some impressions.

Well, he remembered, he was the eldest grandson of the Zhan family.

However, the other party didn't seem to recognize him.

Thinking about it, he was a sick man who spent all day in temples or medicine pots, and he hadn't seen him for more than twenty years, so it's not surprising that he didn't know each other.

It's just that I didn't hear that he was married?

"A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, since your wife likes it, then..."

Before Wen Shiyu finished speaking, An Xiaoqi refused: "I don't like it."

After she finished speaking, she forced herself to calmly suppress the turbulent complex emotions in her chest.

She felt that she was covered in cold sweat, and her whole body seemed to be drained of strength. She wanted to turn around and leave, but she couldn't lift her feet no matter what.

An Xiaoqi took a deep breath, raised his hand and tugged Xi Jue Zhan's arm: "I suddenly feel unwell, and I'm not in the mood to go shopping, can you carry me away?"

Zhan Xijue is not blind.

When An Xiaoqi looked at Wen Shiyu earlier, she wished she could suck her eyeballs up, it was extremely abnormal.

She was flirting with a sick man she had never met in front of him, but now she wants him to hug her?
What a fool's dream.

Zhan Xijue refused: "An Xiaoqi, show some face, huh? What does it look like in public."

An Xiaoqi didn't feel much about Zhan Xijue's ruthless rejection.

She lowered her head slightly, calmed down for a few seconds, and when she raised her head again, her eyes were clear again.

She turned around and left, obviously she was wearing thick clothes, but at this moment, Zhan Xijue's back somehow looked a little more bleak.

Angry?
Zhan Xijue frowned deeply, and hurried to catch up.

Here, Wen Shiyu waited for them to walk away completely before he withdrew his gaze.

He coughed a few times in a muffled voice, and told the waiter behind him: "Check that girl."

"Yes, sir."

……

**
After An Xiaoqi left the jewelry store, she almost fled in despair.

Probably because she was tortured so badly by Wen Shiyu in her previous life, she is now instinctively afraid, and now she just wants to escape.

Running wildly all the way, when Zhan Xijue caught up with her, he was almost at the entrance of the hospital.

He grabbed An Xiaoqi's wrist, "Dog girl, why are you running?"

The man was so strong that he pinched An Xiaoqi's wrist sorely.

An Xiaoqi threw him away, she was in a bad mood now, she didn't even want to be perfunctory, her attitude was extremely bad: "You care about me?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left.

Zhan Xijue refused to let her go, he took a step ahead of her, and stood in front of her.

An Xiaoqi lost her temper and frowned: "Zhan Xijue, to be honest, I have tolerated you for a long time."

Zhan Xijue saw anger from the bottom of her eyes, he suddenly felt that the previous An Xiaoqi was so fake, now this kind of An Xiaoqi is her truest appearance.

He had a good time, "What? You want to repeat the old trick and kick me in the crotch again?"

An Xiaoqi pulled her lips and sneered: "It may be worse than this!"