The boss of the empire was blown up by me

When Mother Xiao said this, she did not forget to express her position:
"Anyway, as long as Changsheng likes it, our old Xiao family doesn't mind if An Xiaoqi is the first marriage. As long as the two of them are in love, our whole family agrees with both hands and feet." , "Dad, what do you think?"

Xiao Changsheng is the sole heir of the nine generations of the Xiao family, and he wished he could put on the altar and enshrine like an ancestor. He is the backbone of the whole family, how could Mr. Xiao not support him.

Therefore, Mr. Xiao was very cooperative and said: "As long as my precious grandson likes it, I have no reason not to support it."

Xiao's father also expressed his position at this time: "I have no objection."

Zhan Xijue laughed angrily when he saw this brazen family.

With one kick, he broke the chair leg under Mother Xiao's buttocks. Mother Xiao's body was unstable, she fell and groaned in pain.

Zhan Xijue warned arrogantly and domineeringly under the shocked eyes of everyone:

"Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao Xiao, I can let Xiao Changsheng go. But today, this junior will leave the conversation alone. If he dares to play tricks on An Xiaoqi, I will remove his third leg and tell you From then on, the old Xiao family lost all children and grandchildren."

After yelling, he ordered one of his subordinates: "Ask someone to release Xiao Changsheng."

After he finished speaking, he glared at the unwilling mother Xiao again.

Xiao's mother knew that Zhan Xijue was a ruffian, but she never expected that this ruffian would be so merciless and so rude to elders.

Even if he was unwilling, he really didn't dare to mess around.

She is such a precious son, and there are many good women in this world, she dare not ruin her son's life because of An Xiaoqi, a second-married woman.

So, she said: "Don't worry, there are tens of thousands of women in this world, and my son is not stupid. He will never hang himself on a second-married woman. Don't worry, Young Master Zhan."

Zhan Xijue hated Xiao's mother's disdain for the second marriage head An Xiaoqi in her words, he sneered coldly: "There are thousands of good women in the world, but you still count on that son of a bereaved family who specializes in smothering his wife for the rest of his life." Open branches and leaves for your old Xiao family?"

Xiao family trio: "..."

"Aunt Xiao, let me tell you, why don't you have another test tube with Uncle Xiao before you change your name? If you can't have a son, you can have a daughter. In the future, when your daughter grows up, you will recruit a son-in-law. Your old Xiao family will not lose their children and grandchildren."

These words were really hurtful and poisonous, and the angry old Xiao and Xiao's father almost lost their anger.

Xiao's mother was also hurt by the anger, and she really couldn't restrain her anger: "Zhan Xijue, don't bully others too much!"

Zhan Xijue raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Aunt Xiao, why are you still in a hurry to get angry? Isn't this junior here to advise you and solve your problems?"

He paused, as if he suddenly remembered something better, and added sincerely:
"Actually, it doesn't have to be a test tube. After all, you are the one who suffers from the test tube. If Uncle Xiao raises seven or eight lovers outside, maybe by the end of the year you will be able to give birth to a football team for your old Xiao family."

Xiao's mother fainted without taking a breath.

Xiao's father is a wife slave, and his wife was so angry that he was so angry that he couldn't care less about other things, so he picked up Xiao's mother and rushed out in fright.

Zhan Xijue finally felt a lot happier, and then he said to the angry Xiao Lao like a normal person:

"Grandpa Xiao, do you think the younger generation's idea is also very good? After all, there are three ways to be unfilial and to have no descendants..."

Xiao Laoqi's lungs were about to explode, he grabbed the teacup in hand and threw it at Zhan Xijue angrily.

Zhan Xijue easily dodged, and then left the Zhan family's old house without looking back.

On the way there, he called An Xiaoqi.

I thought that the phone number was blocked by An Xiaoqi, but unexpectedly, it was not.

It's just that the phone is turned off.

Zhan Xijue looked at the number he didn't get through, and asked Jiang Huai, "Do you know where you are going?"

Jiang Huai has been following the erratic Zhan Xijue for the past few days, and he is almost mentally split. The boss is in a bad mood now. He dare not even speak out, and said tremblingly:

"The people below watched the surveillance, and the young lady came out from the back mountain of Wangshuiju. The back mountain is a barren hill, and the person sent out has not been found yet... The house includes the grocery store on Xijing Road and the place where the young lady might go. The venue has already sent people to stay, as long as the young lady shows up, there will be news."

Zhan Xijue lit a cigarette, smoked deeply for a while, and said coldly: "I want to see her before dark. If you don't, don't even think about it."

In order to deal with An Xiaoqi, Zhan Xijue is also tired now.

He felt that pushing An Xiaoqi too hard would only push her further and further away, so he would not use An's family to force An Xiaoqi to submit unless it was absolutely necessary.

After a cigarette, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, and told Jiang Huai, "Look back at Shuiju."

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Half an hour later, Zhan Xijue returned to Wangshui Residence.

The woman in charge of cooking at Wangshuiju was instinctively timid when she saw him coming back because she was afraid of being reprimanded.

The man took off his coat after entering the door, threw it on the sofa in the living room expressionlessly, and then asked coldly, "When did you find out she wasn't there?"

The mother-in-law was winking, she quickly poured him a glass of warm water, and said tremblingly:

"Just half an hour after you left." He hesitated, "Young master, forgive me for being a talkative woman. Could it be that the young lady left without saying goodbye because she was sad to see this?"

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue paused slightly when he raised his hand to unbutton his neck, and said in a deep voice, "What?"

While talking, the mother-in-law handed over a photo album respectfully, "Master, this is on the dressing table in the master bedroom... Take a look."

The dark blue cover, the cover is completely DIY design, and the design method is more artistic.

Zhan Xijue had never seen this thing before, he didn't bother to look through it, and asked directly, "What's inside?"

As soon as this remark came out, the mother-in-law was very surprised:

"Young master, don't you know? It's full of intimate photos of you and Miss Wen Shuning in different periods... I thought it was specially collected by you and was accidentally seen by the young lady, so the young lady was very sad left..."

Zhan Xijue opened the photo album after his mother-in-law finished speaking.

It is indeed a group photo of him and Wen Shuning in different periods.

There is a group photo of him sending flowers when she won the competition, a group photo of them eating together, a group photo of playing golf and watching a movie, and a group photo of a short trip together...

Not too intimate, but not too dull.

But what is certain is that Zhan Xijue has never seen these photos, and he doesn't remember that these group photos were taken by him and Wen Shuning willingly, it's more like a third party candidly took them.

Zhan Xijue only flipped through two pages before throwing the album out angrily.

The mother-in-law didn't even dare to breathe when she saw it, she just waited quietly.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point. I don't know how long the stalemate lasted. The man said again: "Prepare the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner. I'll make it tonight."

"Master, do you want to cook yourself?"

Zhan Xijue hummed coldly, and the woman backed away with a grunt.

After the mother-in-law left, Zhan Xijue called Jiang Huai.

Jiang Huai looked at the photo that fell out on the carpet, and asked bravely, "Master, is this?"

Zhan Xijue answered irrelevantly: "Before Wen Shuning was alive, I never took her to Wangshuiju, and I never remembered taking these photos with her. Check it out, what's going on with this photo album."

Jiang Huai recognized Wen Shuning's notes.

The handwriting on the cover of the DIY album is obviously Wen Shuning's.

Jiang Huai thought for a while, and said: "Looking at the handwriting and the workmanship, it should be from Ms. Wen. Could it be that you drank too much and brought Ms. Wen back to Wangshuiju, don't you remember?"

Zhan Xijue interrupted him: "Impossible."

Wangshuiju was the love nest of his parents during their lifetime, and it was the cleanest fertile soil in his heart. Even when he was most infatuated with Wen Shuning, he never thought of bringing Wen Shuning back to Wangshuiju.

Someone must be playing tricks behind his back, sowing discord between him and An Xiaoqi.

"Find a technology to compare the fingerprints on the album, and by the way, compare the handwriting and when it was written."

To be able to sneak into Wangshuiju and put this kind of thing down quietly must have a strong background.

Jiang Huai was well aware of the seriousness of the matter, and quickly responded: "Your subordinate will do it now."

Zhan Xijue hummed, and said again: "Send people to divide into groups and use detectors to check the entire Wangshuiju to see if there are any suspicious surveillance..."

"Yes."

After Jiang Huai went down, Yan Xijing called.

Zhan Xijue connected, and said in a cold voice: "What?"

"Your uncle, what do you say? Old Zhan, you are sincerely going with me, aren't you?"

Zhan Xijue raised his eyebrows, his tone was obviously unhappy: "Why did you say that?"

"Stop pretending to me. If you didn't give Mo's 10 billion early in the morning when you were full and had nothing to do, Mo Nian should have appeared in my ward to serve me..."

Zhan Xijue probably understood Yanxi's inner and outer complaints.

He interrupted him: "Old Yan, I didn't think you were so bad before. Why, after you got divorced, you still got petty? Are you guilty of killing your ex-wife who has a disabled leg?"

The tone was drawn out and he sneered, "Let me be objective and fair, you were the one who cheated first, you were the one who caused Miss Mo to have a miscarriage and may be infertile for life, and you were the one who forced her to fall into ruin. Miss Mo and you are at odds Revenge, why do you want to kill her like this?"

After the sound fell, Yan Xijing on the other end of the phone fell into a brief silence.

In other words, they grew up wearing crotch pants together since they were young. Once he was silent, Zhan Xijue could probably guess his intentions.

He sneered and scolded mercilessly: "Lao Yan, you got kicked in the head by a donkey? Don't tell me that you are forcing Miss Mo so much because you want to force her to remarry you and she refuses to make trouble like this From the fields, right?"

Being poked at the sore spot by Zhan Xijue, Yanxi Jingqi's heart ached.

Yes, that's what he meant.

However, he never expected that Mo Nian would be so ignorant of good and bad, shameless, and determined to make trouble, he would rather watch the Mo family go bankrupt than bow to him.

"If you didn't interfere with it, I would have a woman to accompany me tonight's New Year's Eve..."

Zhan Xijue interrupted him: "I'm really sorry, I have already promised An Xiaoqi to help Mo's, I can only be sorry to you."