CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu's persistence completely dissipated after ye Zhimin answered the phone.

Lu Jinran, ye Zhimin's eldest son, accidentally broke his arm while playing basketball at school. Because his husband was away on business, there was no backbone at home. Only the nanny and another youngest son. According to the original schedule, ye Zhimin wanted to stay with Ye Zhiqiu in Fengcheng for two days and then go back.

Seeing ye Zhimin's absent-minded appearance, ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to say, "sister-in-law, go back to B city first."

"What do you do?" Ye Zhimin was worried about her. "Otherwise, you go back with me and we'll come again on Friday."

It's more than eight hours' high-speed drive from city B to Fengcheng. Not to mention a female generation, even a man can't afford it, and it's still twice a week.

Even if you care about your sister-in-law, you are not your own biological parents after all. It is impossible to make others so tired.

"I live in my aunt's house. In this way, my aunt will accompany me when I come to the hospital. You can also concentrate on taking care of your cousin," Ye Zhiqiu said.

Ye Zhimin looked at her as usual and nodded at the thought of her injured son.

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After coming out of the hospital, ye Zhimin directly returned to city B, while ye Zhiqiu followed Han Jingqiu home.

Han Jingqiu's "home" is not in the courtyard, but an apartment in the city center with three bedrooms and two living rooms. She doesn't like living with her mother-in-law for fear of being restrained and losing her freedom. She doesn't like the atmosphere of many old people and children in the courtyard, so she immediately bought a house as soon as she arrived in Fengcheng.

"Your little uncle doesn't eat at home at night, let's eat out." Han Jingqiu turned the steering wheel while watching the road.

When he was in the hospital, Huo Zhongxiao drove away first.

He appeared for a while, just to say hello to his sister-in-law?

Ye Zhiqiu stared at Han Jingqiu's beautiful nails and suddenly understood the meaning of Huo Zhongxiao's sentence "games between adults are not suitable for children". She really... Even their so-called "adults" can't figure out their minds. Their world and hers are like two parallel lines without intersection.

This night, in a strange room, ye Zhiqiu couldn't sleep.

When she was about to fall asleep, the sound of argument from the outside woke her up completely.

Across the door, ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of an ashtray knocking against the corner of the table, and then the sound of the door slamming on. She walked to the door with her bare feet. After hesitating for a while, she opened the door. The quarrel kept coming from the master bedroom. She couldn't hear the specific content clearly. All the sounds didn't subside until more than one o'clock in the morning.

The next morning, ye Zhiqiu got up. It happened that Han Jingqiu came out of the kitchen with two plates of breakfast: "get up? Brush your teeth and wash your face first, and then have breakfast."

The living room was a little messy. Several fashion magazines were turned over on the carpet, there were several cigarette butts in the ashtray, and the pillows were thrown far away. Last night, a pile of clothes folded and placed on the sofa were messy again before the housekeeping left. The whole scene was like a battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder had just dispersed.

Although Han Jingqiu wore makeup on her face, her thick dark circles under her eyes couldn't hide it, and her smile was far fetched.

When ye Zhiqiu came out of the bathroom, he saw that a lot of food had been placed on the table. Fruit salad, toast, crispy gule and milk were all foods that didn't need to be cooked. Until he sat down with Han Jingqiu at the table, ye Zhiqiu also realized that someone in the apartment didn't appear from beginning to end.

"Is my uncle still sleeping?" Ye Zhiqiu seemed to ask casually when he took the fork.

"Oh, he answered the phone early in the morning and returned to the army." Han Jingqiu looked bland, scraped cheese on the toast, and looked up at Ye Zhiqiu: "did you sleep well last night? The typhoon is coming soon, and the temperature may drop. If it's cold, cover it with a thin quilt."

Facing Han Jingqiu's concerned eyes, ye Zhiqiu pulled down the corner of her lips: "OK, I know."

After breakfast, Han Jingqiu offered to take her to buy clothes.

"I have enough clothes to wear. I don't need to buy any more." Ye Zhiqiu is still not used to Han Jingqiu's sudden changes.

Han Jingqiu had already put on her bag and walked to the porch: "little girl, why don't you think there are too many clothes? When I was your age, I wanted to wear new clothes every day and change my shoes. On your 18th birthday, my aunt didn't give me any gifts, so it should be a chance to make up for it."