CEO's Forced Love

Half a month later, old Han celebrated his birthday. Ye Zhiqiu hesitated and bought a cake and went to Han's house.

At the door, she looked around for a long time and didn't go in until she was sure there were no guests at home.

After putting down the cake, ye Zhiqiu was ready to retreat, but she was held by sister-in-law Tang: "you have to go again. There will be no one to celebrate your grandfather's birthday tonight!"

"Don't you have a little aunt?" as a daughter and son-in-law, the elders should not come for their birthday.

That's why she was in a hurry to leave. She didn't want to meet that man.

"Don't you know?" Mrs. Tang looked at her confused look in surprise. She didn't know. Then she said, "Uncle three has been transferred to Xizang. Just a few days ago, miss three came back and packed a box of winter clothes. She said she bought a train ticket to follow."

"At this moment, I guess it's already in Xizang."

Ye Zhiqiu stood by the Liuli stage and couldn't help asking, "is she reconciled with her little uncle again?"

"Who says not? They quarreled fiercely, but they were better. Otherwise, with the temper of miss three, how would they be willing to go to a place like Xizang?"

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu stayed in the Han family at night to eat with the old man, but he was absent-minded.

After dinner, instead of being sent by the orderly, she took the bus back to school.

There were few passengers on the empty bus. Ye Zhiqiu sat in the back seat and looked at the night scene with dim lights outside the window. Those things that he didn't understand surged to his heart again. Huo Zhongxiao really went to Xizang, but Han Jingqiu, who had always been spoiled, followed him in the past.

They didn't get divorced after all.

She didn't know what happened to him and Jiang Hui. He didn't take Jiang Hui seriously enough to have to marry. Maybe he wasn't only around Jiang Hui.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but think of the woman named Xiao Yun who met by chance in Yunnan.

Also adore him

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The following days passed quickly. In December, ye Zhiqiu passed CET-4 and CET-6 and became a member of the elite class of the school.

Qin Shisheng, who never returned on the road of learning slag, envied and hated it.

Near the end of the term, Qin Shisheng dragged Ye Zhiqiu to the library every day. His high number was terrible. Ye Zhiqiu could figure out the problem at a glance, but he had to turn over the relevant chapters and work out the example. As a result, the answer was still wrong.

I'm afraid some people's mathematics was taught by PE teachers when they were young.

Even with the help of Ye Zhiqiu, Qin Shisheng only passed the final exam, but it was enough to make him smile for the whole year.

In early February, the whole city was shrouded in the atmosphere of the coming new year.

Ye zanwen and his family moved back to the compound for the new year.

When ye Zhiqiu put the report card in front of Ye Jiming, the second place in the school made the old man happy. Whenever relatives and friends came to the door, they would praise it, which directly led to Ye Jingyu's gloomy face every day.

Especially when she pulled out a sports car key from ye zanwen's suit pocket and learned that it was given to Ye Zhiqiu, she hid in her room and cried all night.

Ye Zhiqiu ignored this, impolitely accepted the Audi sports car, and often turned the car key to walk in front of Ye Jingyu.

On the first day of the lunar new year, ye Zhiqiu went to the Han family to pay a new year's call.

As soon as she got home, she almost bumped into the woman coming out. Ye Zhiqiu stood and looked. It was Han Jingqiu. When did she come back from Xizang?

At the moment when she was stunned, Han Jingqiu had hurried away with her head down without even calling.

Han Jingqiu, who loves high heels, is wearing flat bottomed boots this time. She is wrapped in a thick down jacket instead of the thin and beautiful clothes in the past.

That day, when ye Zhiqiu entered the door, he heard grandpa's long sigh, full of helplessness and anger.

"Grandpa, is something wrong at home?"

Old Han looked at her and stopped talking. Finally, he waved his hand: "it's not your little aunt's business. Don't worry about it. Let her make trouble!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't seem happy when he thought of Han Jingqiu's look at the door just now.

She saw grandpa's tired look and didn't ask any more. However, more than ten days later, she learned from sister-in-law Tang that Han Jingqiu divorced on the day of the Lantern Festival.