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

When Li Lijuan saw the scandals about Nan Li and the insults against her all over her phone, she felt a buzzing in her ears and her face turned pale.

Her fingers slid clumsily across the phone as she operated it. The more she looked at it, the more her hands shook, and in the end she couldn't even hold the phone steady.

The phone fell to the ground with a clang.

The story about Nan Li remained popular on the Internet for a long time. Within half a day, Nan Li became infamous.

There was only one thought in Li Lijuan's mind, and that was...

Her daughter is completely finished!

More and more people were pointing fingers at Li Lijuan. When the nurses realized something was wrong, they immediately started to maintain order in the hospital and asked irrelevant people not to gather together.

After a while, Nan Honglin was pushed out of the emergency room.

"Family members, where are Nan Honglin's family members?"

When she heard Nan Honglin's name, Li Lijuan quickly came back to her senses. After a moment of confusion, she remembered that Nan Honglin was still receiving emergency treatment in the emergency room.

Seeing the nurse looking for her, she hurried forward with an anxious look on her face: "Here, I am Nan Honglin's family member. How is he?"

The doctor said, "It's nothing serious. Just get some rest. The patient has a weak heart. Be careful not to get stimulated, otherwise it is very likely to cause a heart attack."

After the words fell, Li Lijuan breathed a sigh of relief and followed the nurse who pushed the bed into the ward.

Fortunately, Nan Honglin was staying in a single room, and once he entered the room, everything outside the door was isolated from the outside.

However, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels far and wide.

Whenever Li Lijuan opened the door to go out to do something, the strange looks she received made her feel very uncomfortable.

Kyoto.

Zhan Yi Head Office, Deputy General Manager’s Office.

Zhou Kexin was wearing a beige casual suit and a pair of silver-rimmed glasses. He was looking at the data in front of the computer carefully.

There were only a few people inside and outside the huge office, and all the office lights had been turned off.

The neon lights of the city flickered outside the window, and the stars and moonlight hanging high in the night sky poured down, emitting a light that was unique to them.

I don’t know how long it took until the last document was processed. Zhou Kexin clicked save, closed the document, took off his glasses, and rubbed his sore eyes with a tired face.

She looked up at the empty office outside the glass window, then leaned back, putting her entire weight on the chair.

With a slight push on the toes, the leather boss chair turned to the side, and the view was full of stars.

Zhou Kexin looked stunned, his eyes blank, staring at the starry sky in a trance.

It has been more than half a month since she returned to Kyoto, but she often thinks of her days in Haicheng.

There, she felt like she was living.

But in Kyoto, everything seemed to have become a cold order, with the same routine every day, endless official duties, and a cold home.

Zhou Kexin opened her phone and the top message on the chat interface of the green social software was still the video Nancy sent her.

She clicked on the video and saw Zhou Anan standing in the middle of the screen, wearing a silver-white princess dress with the hem studded with sparkling diamonds.

Little Zhou Anan was as elegant as a princess in a fairy tale. She began to dance gracefully and showed off her dancing moves to the camera.

After the event, she performed a standard closing ceremony, then looked at the camera and smiled sweetly. That smile was as bright and warm as the sun, capable of warming people's hearts.

A clear voice echoed through the phone in the somewhat empty office: "Aunt Zhou, thank you for the dress you gave me. I like it very much. Aunt Zhou, do you like An An's dance?"

As the girl's voice rang out, Zhou Kexin's lips couldn't help but curl up slightly, and his cold eyebrows softened a little.

She has watched this video countless times in the past half month. She even remembers Zhou Anan's dance steps clearly, but she never gets tired of watching it.

"Ding Dong".

Suddenly, a message popped up on the phone with the words "Happy Birthday" on it.

Zhou Kexin was stunned for a moment, then he realized that it was sent by the software he had registered before.

She glanced at the calendar and realized that her birthday had come without her noticing.

By this time, it was already half past eleven.

The smile on Zhou Kexin's face slowly faded, and then he deleted the text message expressionlessly, turned off the computer, stood up, took his bag and coat, turned off the office lights and walked outside.

Kyoto got cold earlier than Haicheng. In the early winter weather, light snow had already fallen in Kyoto.

Zhou Kexin wore a high-end cashmere coat over her thin suit. After wrapping the scarf around her empty neck, she pulled the scarf under her nose, covering half of her face, and walked aimlessly on the street.

When he arrived at a noodle shop, Zhou Kexin paused, his eyes fell on the glass window that was so clean that it reflected light, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

My heartbeat began to accelerate like a drum, and the blood in my body seemed to be boiling.

She turned around suddenly, but only had time to see a blurry corner of clothes.

Zhou Kexin subconsciously looked for the place, but when she was halfway there, a horn blew urgently, forcing her to stop.

After the car passed, she wanted to go forward again, but felt it was inappropriate.

She retracted her steps, stood where she was, her eyes fixed on the nearby corner, and lightly bit her red lips with her pearly teeth.

That person, is it him?

Under the bright street lights, snowflakes were fluttering, and Zhou Kexin felt that there was only white in front of his eyes. The only color was the corner of the black clothes that had just quickly floated past.

At this moment, she couldn't help but wonder if she was hallucinating because she was too tired.

After a while, she sighed softly, turned and left.

When passing by the noodle shop again, Zhou Kexin smelled the fragrance coming from inside, and as if possessed by a ghost, he pushed open the door and walked in.

"Welcome, what would you like to eat?"

Zhou Kexin looked up at the menu and ordered a bowl of plain noodles.

After ordering the food, she sat quietly at the window seat, her cold eyes looking out the window, her thoughts began to fly with the snowflakes.

After a while, the steaming noodles were served.

The Yangchun noodles are topped with a beautiful poached egg and a sausage, and paired with green vegetables, it looks delicious.

At this time, a man came over with a small box in his hand.

"Hello, ma'am. I'm the owner of this store. Since you're a lucky customer, we're giving you a small gift. Please accept it."

As he spoke, the boss placed the small box in his hand on the table.

Only then did Zhou Kexin realize that the small box was actually a small cake.

Is it really such a coincidence?

Looking at the exquisite cake box, she subconsciously looked around but saw nothing.