The boss of the empire was blown up by me

"No. The young lady is working hard, and she is still working overtime to deliver food!"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

"Master, the young lady works too hard. It's too dangerous for her to take a taxi at such a late hour like a little girl."

Uncle Fu just read a piece of social news in the morning, saying that a young girl was taken by a taxi in the middle of the night and was dragged by the driver to the countryside in Fangjiao, where she was first raped and then brutally killed.

Uncle Fu was very worried, "I also saw the news this morning that a female college student had an accident after taking a taxi at night, young master..."

"To shut up!"

Zhan Xijue was so anxious that something happened to An Xiaoqi, it was impossible for him to pick up An Xiaoqi, and said coldly, "I want to pick you up by yourself, I don't have time." After a pause, he added emphatically, "Even if I am free , and won’t pick her up.”

After a pause, he sternly warned Uncle Fu and the servants, "Grandpa has fallen asleep now, I don't want you to wake them up because of this crap, who dares to go talkative, Don't blame me for being cruel!"

After speaking, he went upstairs.

He had a party for dinner at night, drank a lot, and his head was a little dizzy.

After going upstairs, Zhan Xijue habitually returned to the master bedroom, and habitually went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Turning on the shower, he noticed that the bathroom was still his, but the things used in it were different.

What kind of bath balls, shower gel and shampoo are all different from the ones he used before.

In addition to these, there are even personal care products,
When he saw the word "private protection", his brain automatically drilled the picture of An Xiaoqi stalking him as if the brakes were turned on.

White, round, bouncy...

Every frame of the picture is engraved in the memory like a soldering iron, it is so clear.

Zhan Xijue cursed irritably, and when he lowered his head and saw something, his eyes were so red that they could catch fire...

He rolled his Adam's apple slightly, and turned the shower to the side of the cold water.

In the early winter, after the icy water rushed down from his head, it made his restless mood a little better.

He closed his eyes and let the cold water wash for a while, thinking about what the doctor told him during the day.

He didn't work during the day, but he did two things.

One was to see his personal doctor in the urology department, and the other was to see a psychologist.

The private doctor in the urology department examined him and said congratulations to him, he should have reproductive function.

The reason why it didn't work before was probably due to psychological barriers. He didn't mind seeing a psychiatrist, and then he went to see a psychiatrist non-stop.

The psychiatrist talked a lot, and the final diagnosis was intermittent sexual dysfunction. I should interact with my wife more, and I can fully recover in the future.

Zhan Xijue felt that the physiologist who saw him was useless, if he really only had intermittent dysfunction, why didn't he think about it when he was with Shuning?

Or, he just recovered and didn't have a chance to try with Shuning?
Thinking of this, Zhan Xijue turned off the shower, put on his nightgown and walked out of the bathroom.

He called Wen Shuning, but Wen Shuning didn't call.

After calling three times in a row, Wen Shuning finally answered.

However, she was obviously very upset, so she stopped calling him A Jue, "Mr. Zhan, what do you want me to do if you don't accompany your beautiful newlywed wife at such a late hour?"

"Shuning, do you have to talk to me in such a sly tone?" Zhan Xijue frowned deeply, "Didn't I explain to you that she was forced into me by grandpa, and our divorce is a matter of time."

"Really?" Wen Shuning smiled indifferently on the other end of the phone, "Then please come to me after Zhan's divorce, I don't want to be thought of as a mistress." After a pause, he said coldly , "Is there anything else? If nothing else, hang up."

Zhan Xijue was turned cold and in a bad mood. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his chest, and asked, "Have you received the soul of rose?"

Wen Shuning received it yesterday.

She was delighted when she received it, but she didn't wear it.

She thinks that men are all cheap, and what they can't get is the best.

She decided to fight Xi Jue coldly and put some pressure on him to get a divorce early.

"I received it, but I can't bear such an expensive thing. I'll return it to you when I return from my business trip in Lin'an City."

"Aren't you in Lancheng?"

"Mr. Zhan, it seems that you don't pay much attention to my whereabouts after you have your little wife. I have flown from Lancheng to Lin'an City today. There are activities in Lin'an City in the past two days."

Since the beginning of the relationship, Wen Shuning's attitude towards him has never been so cold as it is now.

Zhan Xijue felt that it was very necessary to go to Lin'an City.

He said: "When I finish this project meeting, I will fly over to see you." After a pause, his voice softened, "Good boy, be obedient, huh?"

The principle of relaxation and restraint Wen Shuning is very good at playing, she accepts it when she sees it, and said calmly: "I will talk about it when you come, I am going to write a song, hang up."

"it is good."

After the tone fell, Wen Shuning hung up Zhan Xijue's phone call.

As soon as she hung up the phone, a tall and strong man came out of her bathroom.

The man had a handsome face that turned all living beings upside down. He was Yan Jiuye, one of Wen Shuning's old friends.

This man's family has a wife who is being married by a Ming media, and of course it was given to him by the older generation.

He doesn't like that woman who follows the rules and has no characteristics. After two years of marriage, he wants to divorce for two years.

Yan Jiuye walked over while wiping his hair, "Whose phone is it?"

Wen Shuning directly threw the phone on the sofa, walked over, and gave her red lips: "Just like you, one of the suitors, can't you?"

The woman's fragrant and soft breath floated into the nose very clearly, Yan Jiuye Yan Xijing especially loves this kind of troublesome smell.

He directly pushed Wen Shuning into the sofa, and went straight to the point, "Baby, you are really killing me..."

Wen Shuning knows how to please Yan Jiuye best, and she knows better than anyone else that the Yan family's Jiuye only loves her body and not her heart.

In Yan Jiuye's original words - [If I, Yan Xijing, love someone, it must be first-hand.As for second-hand goods, they are only suitable for playing! 】

As for her, she only wanted to get the physical relief from him that she couldn't get from Zhan Xijue. Of course, she also wanted Yan Xijing's wealth and sex.

How about playing, everyone will know, talk to each other, just one is enough, anyway, you can't have a spare tire these days.

"I'm so terrible, and I haven't seen you express anything to me... huh? Ah——"

Yan Xijing brushed away her sweaty hair, and bit her, "What do you want? Except Mrs. Yan's position can't be given, I can consider everything else?"

Wen Shuning answered irrelevantly, "I heard that tomorrow night is your cousin's 58th birthday party. Are you going back to Shengjing tomorrow?"

After the sound fell, Yan Xijing's complexion was not as good-looking as before, and his actions were more aggressive, "Be good, don't inquire about these private matters, huh?"

"—"

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At the other end, Zhan Xijue got hung up and was about to go to bed.