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

During the meal, Grandpa Zhou asked Fu Sirong about some things from time to time. The more Zhou Junjie listened, the more he felt that his grandfather was looking for a boyfriend for An An.

He wanted to interrupt, but when he thought about how Fu Sirong was almost dying to save An An, he didn't say anything.

Ever since he got Fu Sirong's information, he has been constantly verifying its authenticity.

Apart from some problems at home, he hasn't found anything else.

Fu Sirong picked up some food for Zhou Anan from time to time. After the meal, when Zhou Anan was seeing Fu Sirong off, she found that his lips were pale and his forehead was covered with sweat.

Zhou Anan felt uneasy and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Sirong leaned weakly against the car, saying that he was fine, but his hands subconsciously covered his waist.

"Let me see."

Zhou Anan went straight to the point and lifted up his clothes.

When I lifted it up, I saw that the wound under the clothes had burst open and the bandage was covered in blood!

Zhou Anan became anxious: "Why don't you say it!"

Fu Sirong forced a smile: "Grandpa Zhou is so happy, I..."

Zhou Anan was about to raise her fist to hit him, but then she thought about the fact that he was still injured, so she had no choice but to put it down.

Fu Sirong was in such a state now that by the time he drove home, all his wounds had already burst open.

After much deliberation, Zhou Anan decided to let Fu Sirong stay at the Zhou family.

She stepped forward to support Fu Sirong and turned back to Zhou's house: "Let's go, stay here first, we have a family doctor who can change your medicine."

Fu Sirong was in so much pain in his waist that he couldn't speak for a while. Zhou Anan put his arm around his neck and helped him back with difficulty.

On the way, Zhou Anan was really exhausted and was about to take a break when suddenly, a pair of hands took Fu Sirong.

Zhou Anan looked up and met Zhou Junjie's eyes. She said in surprise, "Brother?"

Zhou Junjie supported Fu Sirong and put his finger in front of his mouth: "Shh, be careful that grandpa finds out."

Zhou Anan nodded and followed Zhou Junjie quietly.

Zhou Junjie took Fu Sirong back to the room next to him and called the family doctor after a while.

When the family doctor was about to undress Fu Sirong, Zhou Junjie pushed Zhou Anan out and said, "Just stay outside and keep some fresh air."

Before Zhou Anan could answer, the door was closed.

Zhou Anan had no choice but to wait outside.

Inside the room, the family doctor had already taken off Fu Sirong's upper body clothes, and the bandage wrapped around his waist was soaked with blood.

Zhou Junjie frowned and asked, "Is his wound serious?"

The family doctor examined him and replied, "Second Young Master, his wound was pierced very deeply by a sharp weapon. He got out of bed not long after the stitches were made. Now the wound has torn open and needs to be stitched again."

Fu Sirong had cold sweat on his forehead and his brows were furrowed.

Zhou Junjie hummed and asked, "Just help him."

After saying this, he turned and walked out.

The doctor first disinfected the area, then took out needle and thread to help Fu Sirong suture the wound again.

Outside the door, Zhou Anan saw Zhou Junjie coming out and asked anxiously, "Brother, how is he?"

Looking at An An's worried expression, it was exactly the same as that night.

Zhou Junjie poked her forehead with his index finger and said, "It's okay, the doctor is changing his dressing."

He didn't tell An An about the re-suturing, for fear that it would make her more worried.

Zhou Anan breathed a sigh of relief. The family doctor was specially hired by the Zhou family. He was a professional all-round doctor, and Zhou Anan trusted him very much.

Zhou Junjie said, "You look so worried. Go back to sleep. There are servants and doctors here to take care of you."

It was indeed getting late, and she had to attend an important meeting at the company tomorrow.

Zhou Junjie watched Zhou Anan leave before he left.

The next day, Zhou Anan specifically instructed the servants to deliver food to Fu Sirong before leaving the Zhou family and rushing to the company.

As soon as I entered the company, my assistant came up to me with documents in his hand: "Mr. An, the meeting will start in fifteen minutes. These are the organized materials. Please take a look."

Zhou Anan nodded and took the document from her hand.

Entering the president's office, she quickly flipped through the documents.

She had read these materials before, and this time she read them as a review.

Fifteen minutes later, the assistant knocked on the door and she stood up and walked towards the meeting room.

Zhou Anan asked, "Is everyone here?"

The assistant replied directly: "Two of them asked for leave, and one was late."

"Late?" Zhou Anan said angrily, "Give him two minutes. If he doesn't arrive within two minutes, we will cancel our cooperation with him."

The assistant nodded: "Yes."

At the same time, the timer starts.

The moment he stepped into the conference room, everyone inside stood up and said respectfully to Zhou Anan, "Hello, President An."

Zhou Anan had a cold face, and the chilling aura around her was impossible to ignore. She glanced at the people in the room indifferently and said, "Everyone, sit down."

She sat in the main seat and did not start right away. She played with a pen in her hand, tapping the table rhythmically, her eyes fixed on the only empty seat on the conference table.

The meeting room was very quiet and no one dared to speak.

With ten seconds left until two minutes, the sound of running came from the corridor outside.

The next second, the man pushed open the door of the conference room, panting.

He looked at Zhou Anan, holding his breath, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. An, I'm late."

Zhou Anan didn't look at him, but just pointed to his position with a pen. He hurriedly hugged the handbag in his hand and sat back in his seat.

"Everyone is here, the meeting begins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man sitting on Zhou Anan's right began his presentation.

The entire meeting lasted two and a half hours. After it ended, Zhou Anan stood up and said, "Today's meeting ends here. If you have any follow-up questions, I will have my assistant contact you."

Only after Zhou Anan left did everyone dare to discuss it.

When leaving, everyone looked at the late man with envy, envious of his good luck today.

CEO's office.

The assistant placed a stack of documents in front of Zhou Anan: "Mr. An, these are the documents that need your signature today."

Zhou Anan nodded, took the first book, and quickly got into work mode.

Zhou family.

When Fu Sirong woke up, Zhou Junjie was sitting on a chair next to the bed.

He clasped his hands together and looked up at Fu Sirong with sharp eyes: "What are you thinking about my sister?"

When facing people with bad intentions, Zhou Junjie is always straightforward and he has the confidence to ask direct questions.

Fu Sirong was stunned. Faced with Zhou Junjie's question, he was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Fu Sirong said seriously: "I like An An."

When Zhou Junjie heard Fu Sirong calling An An, he clenched his fists immediately!

Zhou Junjie questioned, "How long have you known each other? You're already saying you like her?"