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

"Brother, I can't help you."

It’s not that Zhou Anan doesn’t want to help, but her legs haven’t fully recovered yet, and she can’t walk for too long, let alone exercise.

Zhou Junjie patted his head and said regretfully, "How could I have forgotten about this?"

He raised his eyes, his eyes full of apology: "An An, it's my fault for not thinking it through."

In the past, he always put An An's affairs first, but now he was overwhelmed by excitement.

But Zhou Anan did not blame him and comforted him: "Brother, it's okay."

Although she couldn't help her brother, it didn't mean Fu Sirong couldn't.

This is also a good opportunity for both parties to strengthen their relationship.

Zhou Anan's eyes moved and he said, "Brother, Fu Sirong can help you."

"Fu Sirong?"

It seems that every time this name is mentioned, my brother's face looks bad.

Zhou Anan nodded: "Brother, if my sister-in-law finds out I'm lying, I might not even have her anymore."

Zhou Junjie also fell in love with Shang Shixu at first sight. It is rare to meet someone he likes, so he wants to seize the opportunity.

Fu Sirong, that stinky brat...

In the end, he compromised.

Zhou Anan quickly helped her brother contact Fu Sirong. Before this, she didn't know whether Fu Sirong exercised regularly, but judging from his last running and fighting, even if he didn't play basketball, he would still exercise regularly.

Compared to his brother who often hangs out in bars or stays in the office, it is enough for Fu Sirong to teach his brother how to play basketball.

Two hours later, Fu Sirong arrived at Zhou's house as agreed.

He stood opposite Zhou Junjie, and the two of them stared at each other.

Zhou Anan sat aside and said helplessly: "Don't just stand there, let's get started."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand, and the servant beside her handed a pair of badminton rackets to Fu Sirong and Zhou Junjie respectively.

Fu Sirong walked to Zhou Junjie and began to teach him how to hold the racket.

Zhou Anan didn't expect that Fu Sirong would really do it.

At the end of the day, Zhou Junjie was already drenched in sweat.

He sat with Fu Sirong, breathing heavily. The servant came forward to pour tea. At this time, he looked at Fu Sirong and felt that he liked her much more.

The friendship between men is very magical. A game of football can bring two people closer together.

Zhou Anan sat between the two of them, listening to their conversation. They were happy, and Zhou Anan was happy too.

These days, Fu Sirong ran back and forth home from time to time.

After the day ended, Zhou Junjie left first because of something at the company.

Zhou Anan walked to Fu Sirong's side and asked, "You seem quite busy lately. Is it something about school?"

Fu Sirong nodded: "It's getting close to the end of the semester, so there's a lot more school stuff to do."

When Zhou Anan heard the word "final exam", she understood instantly.

Zhou Anan smiled and said, "Then you can focus on school these few days. I'll hire a sparring partner to go home and accompany your brother."

Fu Sirong shook his head and looked at Zhou Anan affectionately.

Zhou Anan touched her face a little embarrassedly and muttered softly: "Is there something on my face?"

Suddenly, Fu Sirong turned his head and kissed her lips.

Her eyes widened as she looked at the face so close to her.

After Fu Sirong let go, he looked at the blush on her face and smiled.

He reached out and pinched Zhou Anan's face.

Zhou Anan's face is rosy and tender, and feels very soft when pinched.

Zhou Anan shyly glanced over and muttered, "You're so brave. This is my home."

Hearing this, Fu Sirong took her hand, walked up to her, and said with a smile: "Then let's go back to the room and continue."

Zhou Anan's heart skipped a beat: "What kind of lewd words are these?"

The next second, Fu Sirong pulled her into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and whispered, "An An, I miss you so much. I think of you all the time."

The man's voice was so seductive that her heart couldn't help but tremble.

She hugged Fu Sirong and responded to his feelings: "I miss you too."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt her body floating in the air, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Sirong picked her up like a princess.

She quickly patted Fu Sirong's chest and said, "Put me down, we are still outside."

She buried her head in Fu Sirong's chest, afraid that the servants would see it.

Great-grandfather doesn't know about this yet. If he knew, he would definitely urge her to marry Fu Sirong immediately.

Fu Sirong carried her back to the room, closed the door and drew the curtains.

In an instant, the room became dim.

Fu Sirong took off his coat, pressed Zhou Anan under him, and supported his hands on both sides of her head.

"Is this okay?"

Zhou Anan swallowed nervously, said nothing, and reached out to grab Fu Sirong's collar.

Suddenly, she exerted force and Fu Sirong's body suddenly leaned forward. She closed her eyes and kissed Fu Sirong actively.

Fu Sirong's eyes widened, then narrowed. He held the back of her head with his hand, feeling the changes under him. He kissed her deeply, prying open her city, teasing her with the tip of his tongue.

Fu Sirong embraced her soft body with his other hand, and tentatively reached under her clothes. The moment he touched her skin, her body trembled violently.

Feeling his body's reaction, Fu Sirong's hand paused.

He released the passionate kiss, looked at Zhou Anan with blurry eyes, gently bit her earlobe, and asked softly: "Anan, I, I want..."

As he spoke, he breathed heavily and became unconsciously nervous.

Both of them are already adults, and they know everything that happens between adults.

"An'an..."

"I."

When the two were talking halfway, Zhou Anan's cell phone suddenly rang.

Fu Sirong looked up and saw Zhou Anan reaching out and taking the phone. She looked at Fu Sirong and said, "I'll take a call."

Seeing this, Fu Sirong had no choice but to let go of Zhou Anan.

She stood up and walked to the window to answer the phone, her face still flushed.

She opened the window and the wind from outside blew in, blowing away the heat in her heart.

After hanging up the phone, she closed the window, turned to look at Fu Sirong, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I have something urgent to do at the company. I have to go to the company first."

Fu Sirong sat on the edge of the bed, head lowered, and said calmly, "Okay, when do you get off work? I'll pick you up."

Once you get busy, you lose track of time. Zhou Anan really doesn’t know what time she will get off work.

She replied: "The time is still uncertain."

Fu Sirong stood up and hugged her, his voice slightly hoarse: "I'll call you in the evening. I'll wait for you downstairs of your company."

After saying that, he kissed her forehead gently.

Zhou Anan nodded shyly.

After packing up, Zhou Anan first sent Fu Sirong back to school, and then she quickly rushed to the company to handle company matters.

After the assistant saw Zhou Anan, he soon discovered that something was wrong with Zhou Anan: "Boss An, your leg hasn't recovered yet?"

The car accident had already been reported in the news, and almost all employees in the company knew that their president had been in a car accident.