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

Mei Yun glanced at her little granddaughter, sighed in her heart, and had to give up.

Nancy picked up her daughter and looked at Zhou Wenting and Mei Yun with a smile: "Dad, Mom, it's getting late. I'll take An An home first. An An has to go to school tomorrow."

Mei Yun nodded: "Oh, okay, winter vacation is coming soon, I'll come over and play then."

Nancy glanced at her daughter and said, "We'll see when the time comes."

"Slow down on the road."

"Goodbye, Grandpa and Grandma."

"Goodbye An An, come visit grandpa and grandma next time."

After watching Nancy drive away, Mei Yun frowned slightly and looked at Zhou Wenting: "What's going on with the Zhou family?"

Zhou Wenting glanced at the message on his phone that had just been replied: "Jin Fan was taken away by his father."

Mei Yun was somewhat dissatisfied with Mr. Zhou's behavior: "What on earth does Dad want to do? It was because of Jin Fan that he cruelly went abroad. What else does he want?"

Zhou Wenting was also helpless: "You know Dad, he values ​​the Zhou family more than anything else. Jin Fan is very capable... However, Jin Fan is older now, I believe he can handle this matter."

Mei Yun was worried: "I'm certainly not worried about my career, but I'm really worried about my relationship and family matters."

"Did you see Nancy come today? She didn't cry, make a fuss, or complain. She didn't have any emotions at all."

Zhou Wenting was a little confused: "Isn't this a good thing? Doesn't this mean that the matter is not serious?"

Mei Yun glared at him and said, "What's good about that? Haven't you heard the saying, 'The real chill isn't making a fuss, but keeping silent!'"

"Nancy is so calm, and that just shows how serious the problem is."

Zhou Wenting: "What should we do then?"

Mei Yun was a little annoyed: "Cold salad."

After saying that, she walked into the house.

When it comes to matters of the heart, outsiders shouldn't interfere, and the more they try to help, the more likely it is to make things worse.

This matter can only rely on Jinfan's own efforts.

Kyoto.

After Zhou Jinfan knew that Nancy was flying to Haicheng, he immediately bought a ticket on the same flight as Nancy to catch up with her.

When he arrived at the airport, he just saw Nancy and was about to chase her, but a row of bodyguards in black appeared in front of him and blocked his way.

Zhou Jinfan watched Nancy disappear from his sight, his eyes red.

"Go away!"

For the first time, he lost his composure and reason, and tried to push away the obstacles in front of him and fly towards Nancy without caring about his image.

The bodyguards in front of him were all specially trained, and Zhou Jinfan was outnumbered and had no way to compete.

"Master, the old man wants to see you."

Zhou Jinfan withdrew his gaze and looked at the bodyguards surrounding him. His usually gentle and handsome face turned completely cold, like a thousand-year-old ice. The aura around him was like a sharp blade that turned into substance, causing the group of bodyguards to lower their heads and dare not look directly at him.

Zhou Jinfan was so angry that he almost died. He was just one step away from catching up with Nancy and explaining things to her.

Nancy was already sad about his concealment of his identity, and if he was delayed further, I'm afraid Nancy would misunderstand her even more.

Thinking of this, Zhou Jinfan immediately took out his cell phone and was about to send a message to Nancy.

He lowered his head to edit a message when he was suddenly bumped by someone from behind. He lost his grip on the phone and it fell to the ground.

His pupils suddenly shrank and he immediately squatted down to pick it up.

A pair of traditional high-end leather shoes appeared in front of him, and then another hand picked up the phone faster than him.

Zhou Jinfan raised his eyes, and saw Old Man Zhou's face, which was full of wrinkles but full of majesty.

Zhou Jinfan stood up slowly and looked at Old Man Zhou.

"Give me back my phone."

Mr. Zhou: "Get in the car, I'll give it to you when we get home."

"That's your house, give me back my phone."

Zhou Jinfan suppressed his anger and said again that he would send a message to Nancy to explain.

Mr. Zhou was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhou Jinfan's disobedient attitude: "Don't forget, your last name is Zhou too. The Zhou family is your family."

Zhou Jinfan curled his lips and sneered: "If possible, I don't want my last name to be Zhou at all."

Old Master Zhou stared at Zhou Jinfan with a gaze as sharp as an eagle. Neither grandfather nor grandson was willing to give in, and the situation remained deadlocked.

After a while, Mr. Zhou was the first to look away and got into the car.

"Whether you like it or not, you have Zhou family blood in your veins. Take the young master in the car."

Zhou Jinfan's eyes became even colder, and this attitude meant there was no room for negotiation.

"Give me my phone first."

Grandpa Zhou got in the car: "Jinfan, grandpa is old, but he is not confused yet."

His grandson is now obsessed with that woman, and his soul has flown away with her. If the phone is returned to him, will he still be obedient?

The area around me had been cleared out at some point, and it was eerily quiet.

The roar of the plane taking off was heard. Zhou Jinfan looked up, curled up the fingers hanging by his side, and finally got on the car.

The Zhou family’s affairs will be resolved sooner or later.

The car started slowly. Old Man Zhou sat opposite Zhou Jinfan, his hands on his crutches, his eyes closed and he was dozing off.

Zhou Jinfan glanced at the bodyguard holding his cell phone. His eyes were cold, like a knife, which made the bodyguard couldn't help but shrink his neck.

The eldest young master's eyes are so scary.

The car stopped at Zhou's house. Old Master Zhou got out first. The bodyguard standing by looked at Zhou Jinfan cautiously and said, "Young Master, please."

Zhou Jinfan took a step forward and got out of the car.

tea room.

The aroma of tea wafted out, and Zhou Jinfan looked at Old Man Zhou without saying a word.

Old Master Zhou placed a cup of tea in front of Zhou Jinfan, then sighed and spoke earnestly.

"Jinfan, grandpa is old."

Zhou Jinfan: "I see that Grandpa is in very good spirits. He is still strong and healthy. Having another child will be no problem."

Mr. Zhou: “…”

Thinking of his purpose, he suppressed his anger and pretended not to hear.

"Jin Fan, I know you're angry, but there's no need to go against your own interests to vent your anger."

Zhou Jinfan didn't say anything, but looked at Mr. Zhou quietly, waiting for his next words.

"Since you're back, stay in Kyoto. The Zhou family has such a large business, and we need someone to inherit it. Grandpa has seen your abilities, and I'm relieved to hand it over to you."

Zhou Jinfan sneered, feeling it was ironic.

Although he said he wanted to discuss it, Mr. Zhou had already arranged everything and didn't intend to give him any room for negotiation.

"Grandpa, I think you forgot. I said I would only be responsible for Haicheng's business."

Old Master Zhou frowned. "You stayed in Haicheng just for that woman. Now that woman knows your identity, you brought her to Kyoto and made her your young mistress. Isn't that wronging her?"

If Zhou Junjie wasn't so incompetent, why would he come to discuss this with Zhou Jinfan?

Mr. Zhou's expression softened a bit: "As long as you are willing to come back, you can ask for anything you want."