Divorce tonight, I will turn around and marry a top boss for the second time

Zhou Junjie's eyes lit up, and he looked at Zhou Jinfan blankly, as if he couldn't believe what he had just heard.

My brother, was he responding to me just now?

Zhou Junjie's heart was beating like a drum, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.

My brother didn't leave indifferently, but told me to be more careful next time!

Pay attention next time, he chewed on these words in his mind, the corners of his mouth almost stretched to the back of his ears.

Looking at Zhou Jinfan's back as he entered the room, Zhou Junjie chuckled twice.

His brother told him to be careful next time because he has him in his heart!

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Zhou Junjie felt that the broom in his hand became more handsome.

He felt full of energy again, turned around, picked up the rag, and cleaned every corner of the house carefully.

After Zhou Anan fell asleep, Nancy came out of her daughter's room and saw Zhou Junjie cleaning diligently like the snail girl.

She returned to her room and wanted to change her clothes, but when she opened the door, she saw Zhou Jinfan sitting by the bed.

She closed the door and whispered, "Honey, this young master really loves doing housework. I just saw him wiping the glass with a rag. He seemed to have endless energy."

Zhou Jinfan couldn't help laughing when he heard that. He reached out and took Nancy's left hand and asked Nancy to sit down.

"If he likes it, let him do more. It will save us some trouble."

Then he looked at Nancy's arm: "How is your hand? An An doesn't know. You should be more careful and don't open the wound."

As he spoke, Zhou Jinfan lifted up Nancy's sleeve, and when he saw traces of blood on it, his brows slightly frowned.

"Nancy, let me change your medicine."

Nancy looked at her arm, a little confused: "Strange, I don't feel any pain, why is it bleeding?"

Zhou Jinfan: "It's normal. The wound hasn't healed yet, so it will bleed slightly depending on the extent of your movements."

At the same time, this also shows that Nancy's injuries were not just superficial as she said.

His expression became more serious. He took out the medicine box from home and slowly removed the gauze from Nancy's arm.

When Zhou Jinfan saw the wound that was about ten centimeters long and the skin and flesh were turned outward, he felt as if his heart was clamped with pliers and twisted hard. It hurt so much.

He looked at Nancy with a distressed expression: "Skin injury?"

Nancy touched the tip of her nose. "It just looks serious. I didn't even get stitches. Doesn't that count as a superficial injury?"

There were faint scars on her arms, which made the wounds look even more hideous.

When the robber swung the knife, she dodged backwards.

Zhou Jinfan was breathing air into Nancy while cleaning her wound.

"Don't take such risks next time. If you encounter something like this again, just call the police or stay away."

After a pause, he looked up at Nancy seriously and said, "I am very selfish. I just hope my wife can be safe."

Nancy looked at the man squatting in front of her, stretched out her left hand and touched the man's face, then smiled and said, "Okay, I get it. I'll definitely do it next time."

Zhou Jinfan lowered his head and wrapped the gauze around Nancy again, finishing it with a beautiful bow.

He stood up, sat next to Nancy, and hugged her in his arms with fear.

Nancy sensed the man's uneasiness and felt both happy and amused.

She patted the man's back gently: "Husband, I'm fine, aren't you too nervous?"

Zhou Jinfan's muffled voice rang out: "Nancy, I can't bear the slightest risk of losing you."

Nancy's voice was soft: "No, you won't lose me. An An and I will always be by your side, no matter what happens, no matter what situation you are in."

She also wanted to secretly tell Zhou Jinfan that if the company really encountered any problems, he should not hide it from her, and she was willing to face the storm together with Zhou Jinfan.

However, Zhou Jinfan just buried his head in Nancy's neck and said nothing.

Suddenly, Nancy thought of a serious question.

"Honey, my hand is injured. What should I do with An An's bath?"

She was a little conflicted. She didn't want An An to worry about her.

Zhou Jinfan stood up and touched Nancy's soft hair.

"Nancy, An An is growing up slowly. If she finds out, she will be unhappy."

Nancy was stunned, but quickly reacted.

She patted her forehead and said, "I'm really worried and confused. I just don't want An An to be sad."

An An is emotionally sensitive. If she knew that her mother was injured and had to endure the pain to take care of her in order not to let her worry, she would definitely feel very guilty and fall into emotional exhaustion.

This is not what Nancy wants to see.

Zhou Jinfan grabbed Nancy's hand and said, "Be gentle. How can you hit yourself so hard?"

Nancy smiled, looked at the man's doting and gentle expression, lowered her head and pecked his sexy thin lips lightly.

"Hubby, it's great to have you."

Zhou Jinfan put his forehead against hers and said, "Nancy, you are better. Meeting you is the greatest luck in my life."

Nancy has heard this sentence more than once, and every time she hears it, she feels more fortunate. Not only did she meet a husband who came like a god to save her, but she also gave birth to a daughter who was as well-behaved and lovely as an angel.

In the evening, when it was time to give Zhou Anan a bath, Nancy and Zhou Jinfan entered Zhou Anan's room together.

Zhou Anan looked at her father who appeared, her big eyes flashing with confusion.

"Dad, An An wants to take a bath."

Zhou Jinfan picked up Zhou Anan and rubbed his daughter's head: "Dad knows, Mom has something to tell you."

Hearing this, Zhou Anan nestled obediently in her father's arms: "Mom, Anan is ready, Mom can tell me now."

Nancy glanced at Zhou Jinfan, then spoke softly, "An'an, Mom's hand was accidentally injured. It's just a minor injury, don't worry. But the wound can't touch water, so starting today you have to learn to bathe yourself, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Anan broke free from Zhou Jinfan's arms and stretched out her arms as thin as lotus roots to hug Nancy's thighs.

"Mom, where are you hurt? An An will blow on you and it will stop hurting."

Nancy's heart suddenly softened. She kissed her daughter's fair and tender face and waved her right hand: "Here."

The sleeve slipped down, and Zhou Anan saw the gauze inside. Her chubby little face wrinkled instantly.

She carefully moved closer to the gauze and exhaled gently.

"Hoohoo, the pain is gone."

Nancy's eyes curved: "Thank you, An An, baby. Mommy doesn't feel any pain at all."

Zhou Anan stood up and said seriously, "Mom, Anan is a big kid now and can take a bath by herself, but Mom still needs to teach Anan a little bit."