The boss of the empire was blown up by me

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On the other end, after An Xiaoqi blocked Zhan Xijue's WeChat account, Yan Xijing, who hadn't appeared in her ward since Mo Nian was hospitalized, appeared.

He obviously stayed with Wen Shuning overnight in the hospital, because he was still wearing yesterday's clothes.

As soon as he entered the door, his aura was very wrong. It was obvious that he came to Xingshi to inquire about his crimes.

An Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows and subconsciously stood in front of Mo Nian, but Mo Nian walked out from behind her.

She no longer had the sadness and disappointment she felt when Yan Xijing said she was divorced last night, but a faint smile: "Mr. Yan, what do you want from me?"

When the sound fell, Yan Xijing grabbed her wrist and asked her with a livid face: "What did you tell your father?"

The father Yanxi Jingkou mentioned was Mr. Yan, the current head of the Yan family.

Mo Nian shook off him, and said coldly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Yan Xijing was about to have an attack, the door of the ward was kicked open by someone outside, and the person who came was none other than Mr. Yan.

Mr. Yan, wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit, is over seventy years old, but he is imposing, even though his head is full of white hair, he does not look old.

He stepped in quickly and reprimanded Yan Xijing: "You bastard, what are you looking for with Xiao Nian? It has nothing to do with her. You were the one who shamed yourself and threw it at the door of your house, and was captured and blackmailed into the house. That's when I found out that you raised a baby outside." Be a slut."

Yan Xijing stood still, but his facial features became cold at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the hands hanging on both sides of his body were clenched into fists.

Mr. Yan kicked him with his foot. He came prepared, and said to the bodyguard behind him, "Tie me up this bastard, and don't let it out without my order."

Yan Xijing exploded, and cast a gloomy glance at the four bodyguards: "I see which one of you has the guts."

Mr. Yan had a cold face: "Your wings are stiff, so you don't have to cooperate, but the little bitch you raised, whether her legs can be well or not depends entirely on your performance."

Yan Xijing: "..."

"Xiao Nian, I have made you wronged." Mr. Yan has always liked Mo Nian, "You are too sensible a child, you don't know how to tell your family if you are not feeling well in the hospital, Yan Xijing, I'm sorry You, don't worry, the father-in-law will definitely give you an explanation."

Mo Nian didn't want to turn them against each other because of her own reasons, not to mention that she was already extremely disappointed in Yan Xijing.

Therefore, she said: "Elder-in-law, Xijing and I have been in harmony for the past two years after we got married. Marriage is like a person who knows how to drink water. It's useless for him to be tied to me. So, I decided to divorce him after I got out of the hospital."

After a pause, he added emphatically, "This is Xijing's meaning and my wish. I have never asked you for these years, and I hope you can fulfill it."

When the sound fell, Mr. Yan almost fainted from the stimulation.

Mr. Yan's voice was trembling wherever he was willing, "Xiao Nian, don't be impulsive, they say that the prodigal son will never change his money..."

Mo Nian politely interrupted him: "Elder-in-law, with all due respect, think about it differently. If I were your daughter, if I was cheated on by my husband in marriage, how would you deal with it? Let her swallow her anger and guard her for the rest of her life." Is it a widowed marriage?" After a pause, "Besides, Master Yan Jiu doesn't have the resolution to want the prodigal son back, does he?"

The cat, which has always been docile, suddenly opened its sharp claws and scratched you, the feeling must be very deep.

At this time, Yan Xijing felt like this.

He looked at Mo Nian in disbelief. For the first time, he felt that she was so strange. She, an elm-like woman, could actually laugh, with a hostility in her smile?

She agreed to divorce so readily, and persuaded the old man to agree?
Are you playing the trick of retreating into advance?

Mr. Yan was very embarrassed by what Mo Nian said.

For a wealthy family, divorce is definitely not a glorious thing.

He was so angry that he picked up the blue and white porcelain water cup on the coffee table and threw it at Yan Xijing.

Because Yan Xijing didn't notice the changes before and after Shensi Mo Nian for a while, she was smashed straight on, and her forehead that had not healed was smashed again, dripping with blood.

Mo Nian was terrified when he saw it, how could a man who had loved for so many years say that he didn't love him, or that he didn't feel it?

Almost instinctively, she went to check Yan Xijing's injuries.

Her hand was very soft, and when she touched her cheek, it felt a little itchy, Yan Xijing subconsciously turned her head away, not letting her touch it.

"It's okay, I can't die."

Mo Nian's eyes were red: "It's all bleeding, are you okay?"

While speaking, she stood on tiptoe and blew the blood bubbles on his forehead.

The woman didn't know what was painted on her body, and suddenly she was so close, the fragrance was blowing, it was the kind of smell that made people easily distracted.

Yan Xijing's eyes darkened for a moment, she stood still and let Mo Nian blow.

An Xiaoqi saw the scene in front of her eyes, and sighed inwardly.

She felt that Mo Nian said that she was completely disappointed with Yan Xijing, but her eyes full of Yan Xijing could not deceive anyone.

I'm afraid that she still has some extravagant hopes for Yan Xijing.

An Xiaoqi felt that there was no need to stay at this time.

She left the ward calmly.

The front foot left, and Mr. Yan came out with the back foot.

As for the elderly, they always want their children and grandchildren to be happy, and they would never agree to the younger generation's divorce unless it is absolutely necessary, so he wisely left space for Yan Xijing and the others.

As soon as he came out, he called An Xiaoqi who was about to go back to his ward: "Are you...? That little granddaughter of An Peisheng?"

An Xiaoqi turned around, and when he was deciding whether to call him grandfather or uncle, Mr. Yan had already walked in front of her.

"Have you grown up so much? When you were young, Grandpa Yan even hugged you. It's really a girl's eighteenth change, and the more she changes, the more she looks."

As he said that, he walked around An Xiaoqi for a while, the more he watched, the more satisfied he was,
"That girl, do you have a partner? What kind of boy do you like? Grandpa Yan has several grandchildren who haven't married yet."

When it comes to his grandsons, Mr. Yan is extremely proud, "My grandsons, even if they are not among the dragons and phoenixes, they are definitely the proud sons of heaven..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a cold bass came from behind him: "She has a man."

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the visitor.

Seeing that it was the grandson of that old Zhan Xiuyuan, he frowned and said with a sneer, "Anyway, it can't be you."

As soon as these words came out, Zhan Xijue completely walked in front of An Xiaoqi.

As if to make an oath of sovereignty, he hooked An Xiaoqi into his arms, then raised his chin to Mr. Yan, smiled lazily and willfully: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Yan, her man is me, and she is reasonable. It's legal, we've got a relationship with the certificate."

He hugged An Xiaoqi so tightly that An Xiaoqi could hear the beating of his heart in his chest.

An Xiaoqi felt that Zhangou must have lost his mind, didn't he hate her?Didn't he argue all day to divorce her?

What does it mean to hold her like this?