The boss of the empire was blown up by me

Zhan Xijue: "..."

Hearing this, An Xiaoqi would die of laughter, his uncle is so cute, and his words are amazing!
An Xiaoqi chatted with him a few more words, and Zhan Xijue, who had finished smoking over there, lost his patience.

He yelled at her impatiently, "Are you still going?"

Xia Zhong took out the gun and pointed it in Zhan Xijue's direction: "Gui grandson, please be polite to my family's Qibao. This is my sister who took half her life and finally gave birth. Our family holds her in the palm of my hand for fear of falling." I'm afraid it will melt in your mouth, you are a dog!"

For Xia Zhong's warnings and threats, Zhan Xijue had nothing but disdain.

He didn't even give An Xiaoqi a glimpse, and when he was about to leave An Xiaoqi behind, someone suddenly called him from behind: "Zhan Xijue, wait a moment."

Because the voice was so familiar, Zhan Xijue turned around.

With just one glance, he will be seen clearly by others.

Oh, it was his uncle who was born in the same year and the same day as him but his seniority was older than him, the seventh master of the Gu family, Gu Rufeng.

Zhan Xijue didn't get along with him, the two have been torn apart since childhood.

Zhan Xijue was annoyed at a glance, and asked coldly: "If you fart, let it go!"

A yuppie smile curled up on Gu Rufeng's lips, and he raised his chin at him, "No big or small dog, I don't know how to call uncle when I see you..."

Zhan Xijue didn't want to listen to his nonsense, so he turned around and was about to leave.

Gu Rufeng quickly stopped him: "I just want to ask you, are you going to get a divorce tomorrow?"

Hearing this, Zhan Xijue stopped and turned around.

He stared blankly at Gu Rufeng, and sneered, "What? You still want to be Lao Tzu's successor?" An Xiaoqi, who was not far away, wanted to blow Xi Jue's head off. beat.

"My brother-in-law just said hello to you in advance. The little girl from An's family has taken a fancy to me. I really want to be a backdoor!"

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Huai found that Zhan Xijue's breathing was heavy, but the boss didn't say anything, he just dropped two words coldly, "Whatever."

Gu Rufeng was delighted to hear this. He imitated Xia Zhong's tone before, and said to Zhan Xijue who was about to get into the car when he turned around: "Big nephew, beat the gongs and drums and leave quickly. My uncle is still waiting to pursue love."

Zhan Xijue, who was about to get in the car and leave in the dust, was finally aroused.

He turned around, and growled to An Xiaoqi who was waving goodbye to Xia Zhong not far away, "An Xiaoqi, get out of the car for me."

An Xiaoqi looked at Xia Zhong's police car walking away, then raised her eyes to look at him, but ignored him.

Not only did she ignore him, but she also took the thin long trench coat that Gu Rufeng took off and put it on her body, and said to him with a sweet smile, "Xiao Qiye, thank you!"

She called him Little Seventh Master, not Little Uncle. Did this shameless bitch want to green him in front of him?

Zhan Xijue was so angry that his heart ached, he walked towards An Xiaoqi in three steps at a time.

At this time, An Xiaoqi didn't think it was a big deal, blinking her dark eyes, asked Gu Rufeng innocently:
"Master Xiao Qi, is what you said earlier true? Do you like Xiao Qi?"

Gu Rufeng looked at the delicate little face of the girl in front of him. Those eyes were as clean as the starry sky in the desert, piercing the depths of people's hearts. How could such a pure girl not like it?

Gu Rufeng wanted to pinch her delicate face.

In fact, before his raised hand touched An Xiaoqi's cheek, he was stopped by Zhan Xijue who appeared.

He carried a strong and lingering hostility all over his body, and his dark eyes hid the coldness of a sword sealing his throat. He said in a cold voice: "You two are not breathing when I am old?"

After the sound fell, he slammed Gu Rufeng's wrist away, grabbed An Xiaoqi's hand, and dragged her to the car.

Well, An Xiaoqi is quite cooperative.

But before getting into the car, she suddenly turned her head and smiled at Gu Rufeng who was still standing there: "Little Qiye, if one day I can no longer get along with Young Madam, I will go find you."

Gu Rufeng thought An Xiaoqi was very interesting, so he raised his phone, "Hey, remember to pass the friend verification on WeChat!"

After the sound fell, Zhan Xijue took off Gu Rufeng's coat that was draped over An Xiaoqi's body, threw it casually at the trash can not far away, and then held An Xiaoqi's head and got her into the car.

After getting into the car, before An Xiaoqi could sit still, her slender neck was grabbed by Zhan Xijue.

Immediately, Zhan Xijue's stern eyes came into view, An Xiaoqi's throat hurt from being pinched, and he raised his foot to hold him, "Zhan Xijue, are you sick?"

An Xiaoqi's kick was not light, Zhan Xijue was really kicked some distance away by her.

He looked at her coldly, and warned: "An Xiaoqi, even if you divorce me, I won't allow you to think of people around me, do you understand?"

An Xiaoqi rubbed her neck that was pinched and hurt, and said with a smile: "If you dare to divorce me, I will dare to be your little aunt. Look down and see you, I'm sick of you every day!"

Zhan Xijue already hated An Xiaoqi, but now that An Xiaoqi said such shameless words, he was even more enraged, wishing he could just strangle her to death.

He breathed heavily, and said in a cold voice: "An Xiaoqi, let's wait and see if you can live to be my little aunt." After a pause, he smiled charmingly, "If you can, I will kneel down and give You offer tea!"

These words did not arouse any emotion in An Xiaoqi, she said lightly, "Okay, I understand, hubby."

Zhan Xijue had the illusion of being punched in the cotton, and was extremely powerless.

Just at this time, the car that was already driving suddenly braked, and An Xiaoqi hit his nose due to inertia, causing his nose to ache and teary.

Zhan Xijue cast a glance at her, and said sarcastically, "Stupid." After finishing speaking, he squinted at Jiang Huai who was driving, "What's going on?"

"Master, someone stopped the car suddenly...

Zhan Xijue didn't let him finish his sentence, so he growled in a low voice: "Which bastard who doesn't have eyesight, dares to block my car?"

Jiang Huai took a deep look at An Xiaoqi through the rearview mirror, "Yes... it's your father-in-law, An Bagen!"

Zhan Xijue: "..."

While speaking, An Bagen had already knocked on the car door on An Xiaoqi's side.

Probably not lightly irritated by Wen Ya, Ampegon looked much older at this moment.

An Xiaoqi looked at him through the car window for a while, but couldn't bear it, so she rolled down the window.

But she was angry that An Bagen wanted to slap her in the face for being gentle and indiscriminate, so she didn't speak.

"Baby..." An Bagen burst into tears as soon as he opened his throat, crying like an idiot.

He said with great guilt, "Dad, I'm sorry, it's my father who blamed you wrongly. My father's blind eyes and blind eyes mistakenly believed in that bitch Wen Ya, who hurt your mother and ruined our supposedly happy family... , you forgive Dad, okay?"

An Xiaoqi saw the snot bubbling from his crying, and lightly touched his forehead with a headache, "You go back first. Go back and think about it. When grandpa comes back, how will you explain to his old man."

She couldn't just forgive Ampegon like that!