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

Zhou Kexin couldn't help but feel puzzled: "What happened?"

The housekeeper shook his head: "Miss, you have to ask the master about this."

Zhou Kexin: ...

She only went to ask Mr. Zhou because she had nothing better to do.

Since the old man has kept this matter strictly secret, it must be a big deal that should not be spoken out.

Zhou Kexin waved his hand, indicating that the housekeeper could go about his own business.

She thought for a few seconds and walked towards Zhou Junjie's room.

"Dong dong."

Standing at the door of Zhou Junjie's room, she knocked on the door and waited for a while but received no response.

Zhou Kexin turned the door handle and found that it was not locked. He paused for a moment, then turned the door open and walked in.

Something flew towards her and she quickly turned her body.

"Get out!"

Zhou Junjie's cold and hoarse voice sounded.

Zhou Kexin glanced at Zhou Junjie, who didn't even raise his head, and frowned.

"Zhou Junjie."

Hearing Zhou Kexin's voice, Zhou Junjie, who was sitting by the window, looked over sideways.

When he saw Zhou Kexin's calm and composed face, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

It’s all because of these Zhou family members that my brother hates me so much!

Thinking of this, he looked at Zhou Kexin coldly: "Get lost!"

Zhou Kexin's face darkened. "Zhou Junjie, have you forgotten the rules of propriety and respect after visiting Haicheng?"

Zhou Junjie snorted coldly: "Courtesy and respect? This kind of thing is not something that a person like me, who has no parents and no family education, can have."

Hearing the sarcasm in his tone, Zhou Kexin was stunned for a moment.

As for not having any tutoring, Zhou Junjie has received the best education and enjoyed the best resources since he was taken back to the Zhou family by Grandpa Zhou.

Zhou Kexin: "What are you crazy about?"

Zhou Junjie crushed the can in his hand, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged from the force.

He lowered his head, a self-deprecating arc appearing at the corner of his lips.

Crazy, he was really going crazy.

He was almost driven crazy by the dirty and dark secret hidden in his heart.

Seeing Zhou Junjie remained silent, Zhou Kexin took a few steps forward and asked, "What happened to you in Haicheng?"

Zhou Junjie said coldly: "What's it to you?"

"I'm your aunt. Can't I care about you?"

"The sun is rising from the west, and you still care about others?"

Zhou Kexin was choked, pinched his fingers, and forced himself to resist the urge to hit someone.

With a sizzle, Zhou Junjie opened another bottle of beer and said lazily, "If you want to know, go ask Grandpa. What's the point of coming to me?"

Zhou Kexin: ...

This brat really deserves a beating.

If she hadn't been thinking about Nancy and the little Zhou Anan, she wouldn't have bothered to ask Zhou Junjie.

The old man was already dissatisfied with Zhou Jinfan's wife and daughter. He felt that it was the mother and daughter who bewitched Zhou Jinfan and made him give up the Zhou family's huge fortune just to be with his wife and daughter.

If the old man knew that I was close to Nancy, I'm afraid Nancy would be targeted by the old man.

It's been a while since I returned to Kyoto, and I don't know if that little girl An An has forgotten me.

After enduring for a while, Zhou Kexin softened his voice a bit: "Don't you live with Jin Fan? Did something happen with Jin Fan?"

The Zhou family had tried everything before but failed to coax Zhou Junjie back. She really wanted to know what had happened that made Zhou Junjie return to Kyoto overnight and become the decadent and miserable state he is now.

When Zhou Junjie heard the word Jinfan, his back stiffened and the hand holding the beer can paused.

He raised his head and looked at Zhou Kexin with dark eyes: "When did aunt become so concerned about the things in Haicheng?"

"I'd like to know what benefit does Auntie want from my brother?"

Zhou Kexin slowly sat down on the single sofa beside him, leaning over and looking down at Zhou Junjie condescendingly: "Junjie, you're asking the wrong question."

"I'm your aunt. How could I have any bad intentions? I just care about you."

Zhou Junjie sneered: "You? You're full of tricks, do you think I'll believe you?"

When Zhou Kexin saw Zhou Junjie's expression, he knew that he couldn't get anything useful out of him.

She suddenly felt bored and stood up: "Okay, then I'll go."

After saying that, she turned and left without hesitation.

Zhou Junjie frowned, feeling that Zhou Kexin was puzzled.

He picked up the beer and took a few gulps. When it reached his throat, he could hardly swallow it. He bent over and coughed continuously before he stopped.

He threw the beer away with force, and his whole body was enveloped by a nameless fire.

"what!"

"Why? Why!"

Why can't it be him?

Zhou Junjie was so unwilling. He clearly just wanted to be with his brother. Clearly, everything he did was for his brother. Why did they treat him like this?

He stood by the window, looking at the Zhou family, which was like a cage, and suddenly felt an urge to jump out and end everything.

Pushing open the windowsill, Zhou Junjie looked at the ground.

Kyoto in winter is different from the sea city, with bare trees everywhere.

No matter how rich the Zhou family is, there are still flowers outside the courtyard. Only the flowers in the greenhouse can bloom beautifully as usual.

Zhou Junjie, on the other hand, hates those delicate flowers in the greenhouse the most.

But at this moment, he couldn't help but envy those delicate flowers, which were cared for and taken care of by someone.

He slowly leaned out, and when he saw that the height was only a few meters, Zhou Junjie instantly regained consciousness.

There is no escape from this height.

A biting cold wind blew by, Zhou Junjie shuddered and slammed the window shut.

He sat back on the thick wool carpet and stared blankly at something.

The phone rings.

Zhou Junjie picked up the phone casually, and was stunned when he saw the incoming call.

The next moment, he hurriedly stood up, walked to the mirror, began to tidy up his appearance, and turned on the lights in the room.

Then he walked to a clean place as quickly as possible and connected the video call.

Zhou Junjie showed a gentle smile on his face: "Hey, An An."

The call was made by Zhou Anan.

Zhou Anan looked at the phone: "Big brother, where are you?"

"Ah, I'm home, what's wrong?"

Zhou Anan turned her phone and showed it to Zhou Junjie: "Big brother, look, I'm at my grandparents' house."

The camera swept across Mei Yun and Zhou Wenting, and Zhou Junjie's face froze for a moment.

He didn't know why Zhou Anan suddenly called him, and at his uncle's house.

Zhou Junjie just smiled and didn't say anything.

Zhou Anan asked again: "Big brother, are you okay?"

This simple sentence made Zhou Junjie feel a lump in his throat.

Heat welled up in his eyes, and the curve of Zhou Junjie's lips deepened a little.