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

When Zhou Anan walked out of the ward, she was not followed by Gu Taotao, but by the old Chinese doctor.

The old Chinese doctor stepped forward and said to Zhou Junjie with a smile, "Second Young Master, I have already examined the girl's mother. I will come to check on her on time later. Don't worry."

Zhou Junjie hummed, with a faint smell of cigarette smoke wafting from his body.

The old Chinese doctor said with a smile: "Look, would you consider cooperating with my son?"

Zhou Junjie looked up at Zhou Anan, who tilted her head in confusion.

He smiled helplessly and said, "Old sir, you have to ask my sister about this matter. She is the one who is in charge of the Zhou family now."

The old man has been immersed in traditional Chinese medicine for many years. He knows nothing about business matters and never inquires about news in this area.

On the contrary, the son in the family has some talent in this area.

This time, it was his son who asked him to come and say a few good words for him in front of the Zhou family.

The old man was stunned. He turned to Zhou Anan and apologized, "I'm sorry, young lady. I'm old and my eyesight isn't very good."

Zhou Anan smiled and didn't take it to heart.

She asked, "You just mentioned the cooperation between your son and the Zhou family?"

The old man smiled and nodded: "Yes, girl, my son asked me to come this time just for this cooperation."

Zhou Anan raised her eyebrows: "Then tell me, if it's okay, I will definitely agree, if it's really not possible, then I'm really sorry."

The old man nodded, and he was not a man who forced things.

Zhou Junjie stood aside, his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the wall.

Looking at Zhou Anan's serious expression, it was different from the Anan he knew in daily life.

At this time, An An was quiet, decisive, and serious, exactly the female devil that people in the industry had rumored she was.

"Tell your son to come back later, and I will discuss this cooperation with him personally."

Zhou Anan extended her hand and shook hands politely with the old man.

The old man thanked her, "Thank you, young lady."

Zhou Anan smiled and said, "I should thank you. Thank you for your willingness to lend a hand and come forward to see the patient."

She did not believe in these doctors who were only keen on traditional Chinese medicine and were willing to come out to see patients, just for the sake of her son, and more often to save lives.

After watching the old man go away, Zhou Junjie's voice came from behind: "An An, you are increasingly acting like someone in power."

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

She raised her head and looked at Zhou Junjie with her hands on her hips, pretending not to know.

Zhou Junjie smiled dotingly and reached out to rub her nose: "You are so naughty."

Zhou Anan grabbed Zhou Junjie's hand and said coquettishly, "Brother, Anan is hungry. Let's go eat something delicious together."

She blinked her big watery eyes and stared at Zhou Junjie.

Zhou Junjie looked helpless, unable to resist her coquettishness: "You were like this when you were a child, and you are still like this when you grow up."

Zhou Anan giggled and was very happy.

"Let's go."

Zhou Junjie took her forward.

Suddenly, Zhou Junjie asked again: "Where is your friend? Aren't you eating with her?"

Zhou Anan shook her head: "She wants to accompany her aunt now, so I won't disturb her."

When Taotao just came out of the ward, her tears almost burst out just by listening to the old man talking about Yang Jingyun's condition. Maybe Taotao was crying secretly in the ward now, and if she went in to disturb him, it would be too presumptuous.

While eating, an unfamiliar phone call came in. Zhou Anan looked at the caller number in confusion, but couldn't remember who it was.

Zhou Junjie asked, "An An, whose phone is this?"

Zhou Anan turned the screen towards him and said, "I don't know. It's an unfamiliar number."

In order to prevent it from being a company matter, Zhou Anan still accepted it.

As soon as the call was connected, a familiar female voice came from the other end: "Zhou Anan."

Zhou Anan frowned: "Who are you?"

The voice is familiar, but I don't know who it is.

When she asked this, the other party seemed a little angry.

"Miss Zhou has such a bad memory. It's only been a few days since we last met, and you already don't remember me?"

Jiang Wanying sneered: "I am Si Rong's fiancée, Jiang Wanying."

Hearing this, Zhou Anan immediately remembered Jiang Wanying's smug face.

She hasn't looked for Fu Sirong recently. Why did Jiang Wanying call her at this time?

She asked with confusion, "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter?" Jiang Wanying asked in a blaming tone, "How dare you ask me? Si Rong doesn't want to see me now. Have some shame. Si Rong already has a fiancée!"

Zhou Anan found it funny and sneered, "Your fiancé ignores you. You should think more about your own problems. How can you blame me?"

Jiang Wanying was a little annoyed: "Blame me? If you hadn't hooked up with Si Rong, would he have become a different person and ignored me after meeting you?"

Ever since what happened in the restaurant last time, no matter how Jiang Wanying contacted Fu Sirong after returning home, he didn't reply to her.

Even today, Fu Sirong blocked Jiang Wanying!

Jiang Wanying was so angry that she blamed Zhou Anan directly.

"ill."

beep...

"Hey!"

Jiang Wanying didn't say a word after being scolded, and before she could scold back, Zhou Anan hung up the phone.

After that, no matter how many times she called back, Zhou Anan didn't answer.

"what!"

She angrily threw her phone, and it hit the wall with a loud bang, breaking into pieces!

beep beep.

The sound of someone entering a password came from outside the door. As soon as Jiang Zhuoxia walked in, she saw the broken phone on the ground. She changed into slippers and looked at Jiang Wanying with a puzzled look: "Wanying, what happened?"

Jiang Wanying sat on the sofa extremely angrily, not saying a word.

Jiang Zhuoxia walked over quickly, sat beside her, and took out the gift she had brought: "Wanying, look, this is the new dress your father asked me to buy for you."

"I don't want it!" Jiang Wanying yelled, snatching the skirt from Jiang Zhuoxia's hand and throwing it away: "Mom! When has he ever treated me as his daughter?"

Jiang Wanying's eyes instantly turned red, which made Jiang Zhuoxia feel very distressed.

She opened her arms and hugged her daughter directly. After all, she was a piece of flesh that had fallen from her body. How could she not feel pain?

She softly comforted him, "Wanying, don't say that anymore. He is your father no matter what. If it weren't for him, Mom might not be in this world now."

Jiang Wanying bit her lip and said nothing.

Jiang Zhuoxia let her go, cupped her cheek, and said gently, "Let me see, who bullied my precious daughter? Why are you so angry?"

Jiang Wanying snorted coldly, and the more she thought about it, the angrier she became: "Mom! It's all Zhou Anan's fault. Now Si Rong doesn't want to talk to me!"

"Zhou Anan?"

When Jiang Zhuoxia heard the name, a hint of gloom flashed across his eyes.