The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi sneered.

Mr. Zhan, you really are an out-and-out domineering scumbag.

I followed Shangguan Rou last night to have a "fair and happy" night. Is this that only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps?
Thinking about it, she felt a little sad, An Xiaoqi sneered:
"Mr. Zhan, who gave you the confidence to question me like this? You want to be a brother so much? How about I recognize you as a god-brother after divorce? It just so happens that Grandpa Zhan really wants to recognize me as a god-daughter."

As he said that, he deliberately called Zhan Xijue in disgust: "Brother, can you go for a divorce?"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

An Xiaoqi saw that Tang Yi was about to suffocate, so she stretched out her hand and opened his hand, and in the next second, she took out the stored photo of the bed and handed it to him:

"Mr. Zhan, don't you plan to explain this hot bed photo?"

After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked towards Zhan Xijue's car.

When Zhan Xijue heard her getting into the car and slamming the door, he realized what he saw earlier.

Damn.

He was drunk and unconscious last night, and was tricked by Yan Xijing!

Wen Shuning, who was Yanxijing's high-quality bed partner, died, and Mo Nian, his ex-wife, also turned his back on him completely. Yanxijing, a bitch, wanted to find him and An Xiaoqi unhappy if he was unhappy. Shangguanrou must have been arranged by Yanxijing to his bed.

The previous photo of the bed, the visual impact alone was quite gorgeous.

The impact of Shangguanrou's charm brought by the mirror is enough to make people suspicious, not to mention that the woman Shangguanrou is lying on top of him...

Zhan Xijue hurriedly explained to An Xiaoqi, and did not continue to trouble Tang Yi.

After he returned to the car, he wanted to explain to An Xiaoqi.

An Xiaoqi interrupted him: "Mr. Zhan, please move the car away first, and don't block my brother Tang San's way. I suspect that someone is playing tricks on grandpa. Please ask him to help grandpa do the blood test. Don't delay my mother's exam." Business."

According to the words, Zhan Xijue turned the front of the car to make way for Tang Yi.

Before Tang Yi's car drove away, he gave Zhan Xijue a little thumb and said provocatively: "Zhan Xijue, you deserve to have no wife!"

Zhan Xijue bit his back teeth, and didn't rush him.

After Tang Yi's car drove away, An Xiaoqi said, "Go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

The co-pilot's woman treated him completely indifferently, which made Zhan Xijue a little annoyed.

He slowly turned the car into the main road, endured it several times, and couldn't bear it anymore, "You didn't care about me explaining, why didn't you ask?"

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi gave him a strange look, and said:
"Mr. Zhan, did you become mentally retarded after drinking too much cat urine last night? Can't you see that my old lady made you look at that hot-eyed bed photo in order to let you off Tang Shao, and said that on purpose?"

"..."

"I will explain to you now."

An Xiaoqi interrupted him: "Mr. Zhan, don't explain yourself, I really don't care."

Zhan Xijue's heart stabbed, and he clenched the steering wheel angrily. After a moment of silence, all his anger miraculously disappeared.

Not only that, he didn't mention the bed photo to An Xiaoqi anymore, but asked An Peisheng with concern.

An Xiaoqi answered all questions, and the two got along very peacefully.

When the car was about to enter the Civil Affairs Bureau, Zhan Xijue looked at the red lanterns hanging on both sides of the street, and narrowed his eyes, "Are you really going to leave? New Year's is coming..."

An Xiaoqi looked sideways at him, with sarcasm in his eyes: "A man who can be tricked into sleeping by a woman at any time, if my wife doesn't get divorced, why don't I keep it for the Chinese New Year and continue to disgust myself?"

Hearing these words, Zhan Xijue's expression was unpredictable, he seemed to be in a pretty good mood, raised his eyebrows, and didn't say anything.

This woman is obviously jealous, but she is stubborn and refuses to admit it.

Just leave.

Even if it is a divorced woman who has been labeled as his ex-wife with Xijue, he wants to see who dares to touch the empire.

The divorce certificate can be processed in 10 minutes.

After completing the divorce certificate, come out from the Civil Affairs Bureau.

An Xiaoqi stood on the steps, narrowed her eyes and looked at the sun for a while, then suddenly called Zhan Xijue in a wicked way: "Ex-husband."

Zhan Xijue's face turned dark immediately, "You can continue to call me Mr. Zhan, or Zhan Xijue, it doesn't matter."

An Xiaoqi didn't agree: "Ex-husband, do you mind the title of ex-husband?"

After finishing speaking, she walked down the steps, and waved to Zhan Xijue standing on the steps behind her without looking back: "Ex-husband, I wish you a happy new year in advance."

Zhan Xijue looked at the woman who disgusted him and walked away. She was bathed in the warm sunshine as if she was going to ride the wind, and the curve of her lips gradually cooled down.

But soon the woman who was walking away suddenly stopped, turned to look at him, and shouted at him: "Zhan Xijue."

The woman smiled brightly, her eyebrows were gentle, like a seductive dodder flower.

Zhan Xijue squinted his long eyes, wondering what this woman meant by being so gentle all of a sudden?
Seeing that he was standing on the steps and didn't intend to come down, An Xiaoqi raised his eyebrows and said again: "Can you come over?"

Her voice was soft and a little delicate.

She rarely talks to herself like this, and most of the time she mocks him in a strange way.

Zhan Xijue decided that he couldn't just follow her in everything, he was divorced, and he couldn't get used to it.

The more ruthless she got used to, the more ruthless she acted.

He didn't go down, but asked blankly, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he wouldn't come down, An Xiaoqi hesitated for a moment, and walked towards him.

After being kidnapped by Zhan Jiuxiao, the wounds on his ankles and wrists were rubbed with the special medicine Xia Huaishang gave him. Although they have healed a lot, they still hurt a little.

As far as just climbing the steps, An Xiaoqi is not very willing.

When she climbed up the steps and walked in front of Zhan Xijue, she lowered her head to look for something while complaining:
"Mr. Zhan, can't you take a few steps down? I have to come over. The wound on my ankle that was strangled by your third uncle hasn't fully healed yet. It hurts to walk such a few steps."

As she spoke, she took out a pretty purple-pink jewelry box from her bag.

She handed the jewelry box to Zhan Xijue through the air, and Zhan Xijue saw her slender wrist with scars exposed.

He stared at the red marks of different shades with his black pupils for a while, then raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on An Xiaoqi's face: "What?"

Seeing that he didn't intend to take the things back, An Xiaoqi directly opened the pocket of his thin coat and stuffed the jewelry box into it.

After finishing all this, she took a step back and said with a smile: "The soul of the rose. Now the property is returned to the original owner, and neither is owed."

After she finished speaking, she turned and walked down the steps.

Zhan Xijue's expression could no longer be described as ugly, it was the kind of face that was expressionless but gave people the illusion of murderous coldness, making people shudder at a glance.

An Xiaoqi quickly took a taxi and left.

Zhan Xijue looked away, and took out the beautiful jewelry box from his pocket.

Open it, the brilliance of the purple pink diamond is cold and compelling, like a sharp dagger piercing the heart at once, throbbing with pain.

Zhan Xijue pinched the purple-pink diamond ring, brushed his thumb against the sharp-edged diamond surface, and laughed at himself.

It's ironic.

Back then, not long after she forced her to argue with him, she brazenly asked him for a wedding ring.

At that time, he was very dissatisfied with this Zhuang marriage, so naturally he didn't let her get what she wanted so happily, but asked Jiang Huai to buy her a silver ring casually.

During that time, she often wore that silver ring.

Of course, later on, I didn't know whether it was to drive Wen Shuning away or because she really liked it. She really coveted the soul of Rose for a while.

After all, the Soul of Rose is not an ordinary diamond ring, it is a rare purple pink diamond with a sky-high price of one billion.

It stands to reason that even if she is greedy for money, if she sells it, she can make a fortune quickly, and there is no need to pay it back.

but now……

Is this going to completely draw a line with him?
The phone rang, Zhan Xijue put away the diamond ring and took out the phone.

The phone was connected, and Jiang Huai's voice came: "Master, this subordinate has found Miss Shangguan."

"Tie her directly to Lao Tzu to Shi Ding Building."

"Yes."

Half an hour later, the president of Shiding Building will come to the office.

Zhan Xijue looked at the beautiful woman on the ground who was bound hands and feet and still shouting loudly.

"Zhan Xijue, you bastard, why did you treat me like this? You forgot how we communicated in depth last night? You are a heartless and heartless man... you should let me go. Otherwise, I will complain to my aunt. I just said that I am pregnant with your child, and my aunt will definitely let you marry me..."

As soon as these words came out, the blue veins on Zhan Xijue's forehead suddenly protruded, and his whole body was filled with eerie brutality.