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

Zhou Jinfan said "hmm" lightly and hung up the phone. He looked at the dishes in the sink with a cold look in his eyes.

He heard a sound behind him and turned to look at the kitchen door.

Zhou Junjie opened the door and just changed his shoes when he met Zhou Jinfan's gaze.

He was stunned for a moment, his eyes flashed, then he walked to the kitchen and whispered: "Brother, is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."

Zhou Jinfan glanced at the family photo hanging behind Zhou Junjie and said calmly, "No, where did you go?"

Zhou Junjie immediately smiled: "Brother, are you concerned about me?"

Zhou Jinfan: ...

He looked away and turned back to continue washing the dishes.

Seeing that his brother ignored him, Zhou Junjie raised his hand and touched the tip of his nose, and then stopped making trouble for himself.

He turned around, the corners of his lips slightly raised, with a slightly happy smile.

After Zhou Jinfan packed up everything, he returned to the room.

After Zhou Anan fell asleep, Nancy also returned to her room.

When I opened the door, Zhou Jinfan had already washed up and was sitting on the bed.

She picked up the clothes she had prepared long ago and went into the bathroom to wash up.

After coming out, Zhou Jinfan moved a little, and Nancy went straight into Zhou Jinfan's already warm bed.

She hugged the man's thin waist, her eyes were blank, and she didn't speak for a while, not knowing what she was thinking.

Zhou Jinfan put down the book in his hand, hugged her, lowered his eyes and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Nancy shook her head but still said nothing.

Zhou Jinfan pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and then said, "Nancy, Nan Li is dead."

Hearing this, Nancy's eyes widened, and she raised her head in a flash, her face full of disbelief: "What did you say?"

Who died?

Zhou Jinfan: "Nan Li is dead, she..."

Before he could finish his words, his cell phone rang.

He freed one hand, checked the caller ID, then sat up straight and answered the call.

Nancy only saw Zhou Jinfan's face becoming increasingly gloomy, but she had no idea what was being said.

Her intuition told her that it was most likely related to Nan Li's matter.

"Well, okay, I see."

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble."

Zhou Jinfan responded to the other party from time to time. After a few minutes, the phone was hung up and Zhou Jinfan looked at Nancy.

Nancy: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Nan Li wrote a confession in prison, admitting all the crimes she had committed, including the arson she had committed against you."

Nancy frowned immediately: "How is this possible?"

For someone like Nan Li, writing a confession is something she would never do.

She didn't believe that Nan Li was someone who would repent. If that were the case, Nan Li wouldn't have been able to enjoy the identity of Mrs. Shi in Haicheng and live a carefree life for so long.

Zhou Jinfan agreed. "I also think this matter is suspicious. I asked someone to check it out. They said that Nan Li met Shi Lin before she died, but I don't know what they talked about."

Nancy's frown deepened. Was all this really such a coincidence?

Nan Li died, and Nancy felt that she should be very happy.

But Nan Li's death at this point made Nancy feel like she had eaten a mouthful of half-cooked rice, unable to spit it out or swallow it.

There is obviously something strange about Nan Li’s death. What exactly happened behind this?

Nancy came back to her senses when she felt the warm touch at the corner of her lips. When she raised her eyes, she met the man's deep and gentle eyes.

Zhou Jinfan stroked her soft hair and said softly, "Go to sleep first. No matter what, Nan Li deserves to die. She was sentenced to death for the crimes she committed."

Nancy pursed her lips, wanting to say something, but she didn't know where to start, and her heart was very complicated.

After thinking about it, she nodded: "Okay."

The news that Nan Li committed suicide in prison out of fear of punishment was soon reported to Nan Honglin and Li Lijuan.

Since Nan Li died, the case involving Nan Li was completely closed.

Li Lijuan, who was guarding Nan Honglin in the hospital, was stunned for a moment and speechless for a long time after hearing that her daughter was hit to death in prison.

Until the police's voice came again on the other end of the phone: "Family members can come to the police station later and take her ashes back."

Li Lijuan came back to her senses and said excitedly, "My daughter just died, and you cremated her? I don't want to be cremated. I want to bring my daughter back and bury her!"

"Ma'am, if your daughter is convicted of a crime, she will be sentenced to death. According to regulations, the bodies of executed prisoners cannot be brought back."

Li Lijuan's throat became blocked and she was speechless for a moment. Her eyes turned red at that moment, as if the valve of a floodgate had been opened, and tears flowed down like crazy.

She cried so hard that she covered her mouth and couldn't speak.

Seeing this, the police on the other end of the phone hung up immediately.

The phone slipped from Li Lijuan's hand, and she rushed to Nan Honglin and burst into tears: "Honglin, my daughter!"

Nan Honglin was sleeping just now, but he woke up because of Li Lijuan's movement.

Seeing Li Lijuan lying on him and crying bitterly, he thought Li Lijuan was mourning for him, and his face instantly turned dark.

"what are you doing?"

Li Lijuan saw that Nan Honglin had woken up, but she did not show any joy on her face. Instead, she cried even more sadly and was heartbroken.

"Honglin, Xiaoli, she's gone!"

Nan Honglin was stunned: "What? What's going on? Explain it clearly!"

Li Lijuan sobbed and told the story of Nan Li's death in prison. After she finished speaking, she slapped the bed and said, "What are we going to do in the future? Xiao Li is so confused!"

Nan Honglin's mind went blank, and his already weak body seemed even more shaky at this moment.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest. His breathing stopped, and he stiffened his body, staring wide-eyed, then covered his chest.

Fine cold sweat soon seeped out of Nan Honglin's forehead, and his pale face turned blue-purple in a short while.

Seeing this, Li Lijuan screamed in fright and quickly rang the bedside bell.

"Doctor, doctor, something's happened to my husband, come quickly!"

She was so anxious that she kept jumping and shouting on the spot.

Soon a nurse and a doctor entered the ward, took a quick look at Nan Honglin's condition, and the doctor performed first aid on the spot.

After an unknown amount of time, Nan Honglin's originally extremely ugly face finally began to slowly recover.

Even after being rescued from the brink of death, there was no trace of joy on his face.

He lay on the hospital bed with an expressionless face, staring straight at the white light above his head. Even though he felt dizzy, he did not move his eyes away.

Li Lijuan stood by the window, tears in her eyes: "Honglin, how do you feel?"

Her daughter is already gone, and she doesn’t want anything to happen to her husband either.

Nan Honglin's eyes were out of focus and he didn't respond.