CEO's Forced Love

When chief Huo got home, he saw his brother smoking by the stone table in the yard.

In the clouds and smoke, Huo Mo Ting narrowed his eyes slightly. The expression on his face was like a cigarette between his fingers. Sparks flickered and didn't really see.

Huo Zhongxiao walked over, "what do you think?"

Huo moting looked back and saw that Huo Zhongxiao was wearing a camouflage training suit with an armed belt around his waist. He was tall and straight. He conveniently threw the cigarette on the stone table, but Huo Zhongxiao didn't smoke. He put it back on the table, glanced at the cigarette butt at Huo moting's feet and frowned, "smoke less."

"You are really more and more like an old mother."

Head Huo was not angry, but gently picked the tip of his eyebrows, "is the company in trouble?"

Huo Mo Ting twisted out the cigarette butt, "no," patted chief Huo on the shoulder, "go first."

"Usually care more about reading words." Huo Zhongxiao's voice sounded behind. "No matter how precocious, he is still just a child."

Huo Mo Ting stepped down and then walked to the villa with long legs. "You'd better solve your personal problems first."

"Smelly boy!" Huo Zhongxiao lost his smile, looked up at the sunset in the distance, and his smile slowly settled down.

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The small bedroom turned off the light and pulled the curtains. Only a little light came from the gap between the curtains and fell on the floor.

Huo moting pushed the door in. Huo nianyan lay on the bed wrapped in a quilt, revealing only a small head. His forehead was really like what old lady Huo said. There was a big bruise, he didn't even take off his coat, a large piece of soil on his trouser legs, and he fell asleep with his eyes closed.

When he came to the bed, the rest of his eyes swept the torn composition book on the ground.

In particular, the article "my father" intended to show that woman was torn to pieces.

Huo Mo Ting sat down by the bed, reached out his hand to read for Huo, tucked in the quilt, and then looked at his son's eyebrows and forehead, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

The mobile phone in the trouser pocket suddenly vibrated.

When he saw the name displayed on the screen, his ugly face became more and more gloomy, and he directly pressed the phone.

After that, the mobile phone was quiet for a while, and no more calls came in.

Huo moting tilted his eyes and was thrown by him at the bedside of the mobile phone. He didn't pick it up until the screen went dark and dialed back.

As soon as I picked it up at the other end, I opened my mouth first: "what's up?"

"... Mr. Huo, is the reading speech next to you?"

Huo Mo Ting didn't say a word. He could even hear the slight breath of Jian Huan.

"... am I disturbing you?" asked Jane Huan uncertainly. "I'll call you later."

Seeing that the phone was going to be put away over there, Huo Mo tingcai said, "since you know it will disturb you, don't you still make this call?"

Jian Huan stood at the side door of the military area command compound. The guards on guard also glanced at her from time to time, with alert and curious eyes.

Aunt Li said that Huo nianyan was picked up by his grandmother to the compound. Without thinking about it, Jane Huan turned around and took a taxi to the compound of the provincial military region. She hurried out of the hospital and forgot to wear her coat. At the moment, she was standing on the side of the road wearing only a skirt, her mouth was still breathing white gas, and her body was so cold that she could not help shivering.

Hearing Huo moting's unfriendly rhetorical question, Jane Huan was stunned. Instead of being angry, she deepened her guilt.

"Excuse me... Is Nian Yan there? Can I have a word with him?"

"Does Miss Jane feel that she has broken her appointment and can coax her speech around with a few good words?"

Jian Huan doesn't know whether Huo Mo Ting always talks with a gun and a stick, or just for breaking her appointment today. She hugs her frozen arm in one hand and holds her mobile phone in the other, "I had something wrong this morning. I really didn't mean not to go."

"Miss Jane, noble people are forgetful. How can a child's parents' meeting take it to heart?"

"... I said I didn't mean it." Jian Huan couldn't stand Huo Mo Ting's strange atmosphere, and her voice couldn't help raising.

The head was silent for an instant.

Jane Huan tried her best to calm her emotions. "What about reading? I'll tell him."

"What do you want to say to him? If he interferes with your life and you don't like it, you can say it openly. There's really no need to force it. Although nianyan is only a child, I think it will fade away after a month or so."

Jane Huan couldn't help it any longer. "I don't know whether Mr. Huo is in a bad mood or because of your character, but do you need to be so mean? As I said just now, I'm delayed because of something. If my call interferes with your work, you can hang up now."

After taking a deep breath, Jian Huan felt that he still didn't express his meaning clearly, and said, "there are reading words. I never thought he hated him. He was the best child I've ever seen. I never wanted to hurt him. That's all I have to say."

With that, Jane Huan hung up the phone first.

Looking down at the cake and the broken mobile phone in the bag, Jane Huan couldn't help but red her eyes.