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

"Grandpa!"

Zhou Anan immediately lowered her eyes shyly, her cheeks slightly flushed, her hands nervously buttoned her clothes, and she didn't dare to look up at Fu Sirong.

Old Master Zhou chuckled and said to Fu Sirong, "An An, you have always been the Zhou family's most beloved child. Sirong, if you treat An An badly, no one in the Zhou family will let you go."

What are you talking about? They are not even together yet. Why would great-grandfather say this to Fu Sirong?

Zhou Anan suddenly couldn't sit still, fearing that Fu Sirong would say something that would make her uncomfortable.

Before Fu Sirong could answer, Zhou Anan stood up and interrupted their conversation: "Grandpa, he needs to change the dressing. I'll take him there now."

Zhou Anan's head got a little hot for a moment, and she actually walked straight to Fu Sirong's side, took his hand and walked out.

She walked out of the room without looking back and said, "Grandpa, please have a good rest first. An An will come to see you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servant had already closed the door.

Old Master Zhou sat on the bed, looking at the direction the two people walked out with a smile.

After walking a distance, Zhou Anan realized that they were holding hands. She felt as if she had received an electric shock and quickly let go of Fu Sirong's hand. She lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry."

Fu Sirong smiled and said, "It's okay."

Zhou Anan raised her eyes to look at him, was stunned by his smile, and then said: "You look very sunny when you smile, you should smile more often."

Fu Sirong was stunned and felt a little surprised.

I don’t know when it started, but he only smiles so much when he is with Zhou Anan.

He didn't answer and followed Zhou Anan silently.

Zhou Anan stayed by his side and only planned to leave after the doctor changed his medicine.

Just as Zhou Anan was about to walk out, Fu Sirong stopped her: "Wait."

Zhou Anan paused and turned around: "What's wrong?"

The moon was hanging high outside the window, and the moonlight could be vaguely seen shining through the window.

Fu Sirong's gaze was burning, and as he stared at Zhou Anan, his hands unconsciously clenched the quilt.

He swallowed and opened his lips slightly, saying: "I, I..."

Thump, thump.

Zhou Anan's heart suddenly beat faster, and her sight seemed to be locked on Fu Sirong, tightly fixed on him.

"I......"

For some reason, she always felt that Fu Sirong was different tonight, as if he wanted to confess his feelings to her?

Just thinking about it made her brain go into a mess!

They had only known each other for less than a month, and she hadn't fully understood Fu Sirong yet. She didn't even know his life circumstances since childhood.

If Fu Sirong really confessed to her tonight, would she agree?

She really wanted to agree, and she had to admit that she did have feelings for Fu Sirong, but no matter how much she liked him, she was not willing to give up her marriage like that.

She clenched her hands tightly together, feeling very conflicted!

Just when Fu Sirong was about to muster up the courage to speak out, his gaze fell on behind Zhou Anan, and he abruptly took back the words he was about to say.

Zhou Junjie's voice came from behind Zhou Anan: "Anan, why are you standing here?"

Zhou Anan was startled, as if she had been caught doing something bad. She turned around and glanced at Zhou Junjie in panic, then immediately lowered her head: "No, no."

"No?"

Zhou Junjie looked at Zhou Anan in confusion, then at Fu Sirong lying on the bed.

Why did he feel that the atmosphere between these two people was weird?

Could it be that Fu Sirong bullied An An? !

Zhou Junjie never allowed others to bully An An. As soon as this guess came into his mind, he immediately asked, "You kid, did you bully An An?"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves and was about to go up and punch Fu Sirong!

"elder brother!"

Zhou Anan quickly stopped him and explained, "Brother, you misunderstood. He didn't bully me!"

Zhou Junjie was stunned: "Then An An, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Anan made up a perfunctory lie: "No, I'm just too sleepy."

"Sleepy?"

Zhou Junjie didn't believe it.

Zhou Anan hummed, and seeing Zhou Junjie's unconvinced look, she took his arm and walked out: "Brother, I'm really sleepy. It's getting late, brother, you should go to bed early too."

As the sound grew farther and farther away, the figures of Zhou Junjie and Zhou Anan disappeared from Fu Sirong's sight.

He looked at the moon hanging high outside the window, and it took a long time for him to calm down his nervous heart.

Zhou Anan coaxed Zhou Junjie for a long time before letting him go back to his room to sleep.

Returning to the quiet room, Zhou Anan's mind suddenly flashed with Fu Sirong's expression.

Is he really going to confess?

What if it's just wishful thinking?

Zhou Anan's ears turned red and she threw herself on the bed. Just thinking about her felt like her head was about to smoke.

For the entire night, although Zhou Anan and Fu Sirong were in different rooms, they both couldn't sleep.

The next morning, uninvited guests came to the door.

As soon as Zhou Anan arrived in the living room, she made eye contact with Jiang Wanying.

Jiang Wanying walked straight towards her and asked, "It's you. You must have hidden Si Rong. Tell me, where did you hide him?"

Zhou Anan frowned: "Who let this mad dog in?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wanying's face turned sour.

Seeing this, the servant beside her hurriedly explained to Zhou Anan, "Miss, these two said they were here to see the old man, and that's why we let them in because they were acquaintances."

Just as he finished speaking, Jiang Zhuoxia's voice came over: "An An, it's Sister Jiang, don't you remember me? We just met last time."

Jiang...sister?

Zhou Anan looked at the wrinkles on Jiang Zhuoxia's face and felt that it was not an exaggeration to call her mother-in-law.

Compared to her mother, Jiang Zhuoxia's condition is much worse than her mother's over the past ten years.

Zhou Anan said calmly, "Hello, Aunt Jiang."

Jiang Zhuoxia's smile froze, and she pulled the corners of her mouth stiffly and asked, "An'an, where's Grandpa Zhou?"

Zhou Anan replied perfunctorily: "Grandpa is taking a rest. Please leave. We don't welcome rude people in our house."

When talking about impolite people, Zhou Anan specifically glanced at Jiang Wanying who was standing beside her.

Jiang Wanying blushed instantly and gritted her teeth, "You!"

"Wanying!" Jiang Zhuoxia scolded, "Have you forgotten everything your mother taught you about how to behave in society?"

Jiang Wanying became quiet, her face flushed as she glared at Zhou Anan.

Zhou Anan smiled proudly.

At this time, Lin Fei, who had been standing behind the crowd, said, "Miss Zhou, I have something to ask Mr. Zhou. Please go and inform him."

Lin Fei pretended to be dignified, but in fact she felt very unhappy when she used honorifics to Zhou Anan. If this wasn't the Zhou family, she wouldn't have acted like this at all.