CEO's Forced Love

The party left the bookstore and it was almost evening.

Lu Jinyan was fascinated by a children's novel and refused to go. Finally, ye Zhiqiu promised to buy a full set for him before he reluctantly left the bookstore.

Ye Zhiqiu sat in the co pilot's seat, fastened his seat belt, turned his head and said to the child who looked down and turned the book, "now I'll take you home."

Lu Jinyan realized that he was going to be abandoned and lay down in the co pilot's seat with a Book: "what about you? What are you going to do later?"

He is not so afraid of Huo Zhongxiao, although he still dare not talk to Huo Zhongxiao.

"Don't worry so much about adults and children." Ye Zhiqiu knocked on his forehead with his bent fingers: "don't lie so prone. It's dangerous. Go back and sit down."

"You're all going to leave me, where do you care about my life and death ~ Jie"

Huo Zhongxiao held the steering wheel with strong and slender fingers. Hearing such childlike words, he raised the corners of his mouth.

Ye Zhiqiu saw a faint smile on his face and a little heat in his ears. He didn't want the two people's world to be damaged by a small light bulb. He continued to follow Lu Jinyan's good guidance: "what if you go out with us so casually and your mother can't find you back?"

"My mother won't go home until tomorrow night!" Lu Jinyan said.

Lu Jinyan is actually a child's nature. He wants people to play with him, but there are only servants at home. He sticks to Ye Zhiqiu because she is kind to him.

Huo Zhongxiao, who took a peek and focused on the road ahead, whispered to Ye Zhiqiu: "you don't have to worry about me. I'll think about it. I'll be with you tonight and you'll take me home tomorrow afternoon."

Ye Zhiqiu: "

She didn't know how to continue to communicate with Lu Jinyan. She spoke too hard for fear of hurting him, but if Lu Jinyan really insisted on following them, would she take him back to the house in the old city?

Ye Zhiqiu looked for help at the man driving nearby.

Huo Zhongxiao turned the steering wheel to the left and the car slid into the lane marked with the road sign "Fengshan Road".

This road

Ye Zhiqiu didn't come here much. He was unfamiliar with the surrounding environment and asked curiously, "where are you going now?"

Huo Zhongxiao said, "go home."

——

Huo Zhongxiao's "home" is the apartment in binjiangyuan.

When the car stopped at the downstairs of the apartment, ye Zhiqiu didn't relax from his surprise. Hasn't it been handed over to the intermediary company to sell?

Huo Zhongxiao has pulled out the key and looked at her with gentle eyes.

"Get out of the car."

When he took his little cousin into the elevator, ye Zhiqiu asked his confusion: "haven't you sold it here? Didn't you say we had a good talk last time?"

Huo Zhongxiao according to the box marked 11 on the bright floor: "the previous buyer returned the house because of his working relationship. Now it is still empty and the furniture inside is complete. It should not be a problem after a night."

The 11th floor arrived soon and the elevator door opened with a clang.

Huo Zhongxiao went out and didn't hear the footsteps behind him. He turned around and held down the elevator button in the outer room. In addition to the deep bottom of his eyes, he also had a smile: "don't you come out?"

"Oh."

……

Just entering the apartment, there was a strong smell of dust.

This is the second time Huo Zhongxiao came here after returning from Tibet. The last time he brought the staff of the intermediary company to take photos.

Last year, after Jiang Hui was scalded by Han Jingqiu, she moved out of city B.

He is not a person who pays special attention to material life, and his work makes it much more convenient for him to live in the army than here. The use value of keeping such a house is not high. He simply contacted an intermediary company to hang out and change hands.

The furniture is covered with white cloth. Ye Zhiqiu looks around the apartment. No one should live here for a long time, and the ground is covered with thick dust.

Lu Jinyan held the corner of her clothes in his small hand, stretched out his neck and looked around. He saw Huo Zhongxiao coming to the living room to tear off the white cloth. The little guy secretly asked, "is this his home?"

Ye Zhiqiu gave a sound, left him and went over to the man with rolled shirt sleeves and bent down to clean up: "can I help you?"

Huo Zhongxiao looked up at her and smiled, "what can you do?"

The tone is clear. Look down on her.

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head, glanced at the bathroom, straightened her spine and said, "there's more you can do, such as mopping the floor and cleaning the table."

Huo Zhongxiao nodded in a serious way, but his face showed some playfulness.

"Don't you believe it?"

Ye Zhiqiu felt his face getting hotter and hotter. He couldn't tell whether it was embarrassment or anger: "didn't you return it last time... Did you wash your clothes?"

With that, she went straight to the bathroom, as if eager to prove it to him.

Huo Zhongxiao watched the fiber shadow disappear in his sight, and then there was a rash collision sound in the bathroom. This time he didn't bear it anymore and smiled.

Suddenly noticed the burning gaze.

Huo Zhongxiao remembered that there was a third person in the room. He turned his head and saw that Lu Jinyan had been staring at him. The little guy stood upright and held his new set of books.

Speaking of it, Huo Zhongxiao paid for this set of books, which is the so-called short hand——

Lu Jinyan turned his head with a small mouth.

"Do you want to come and sit down?" Huo Zhongxiao patted the sofa next to him.

Lu Jinyan glanced at him, hesitated, slowly rubbed over and sat furthest from Huo Zhongxiao.

Huo Zhongxiao couldn't help smiling when he saw his thief. He remembered that his younger brother was so strange when he was a child, which might be worse.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Jinyan suddenly asked.

Huo Zhongxiao recovered from his memory, rolled up the white cloth and put it on the tea table in an orderly manner: "nothing. I think of something at home."

The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom.

Lu Jinyan pursed his lips, stared at Huo Zhongxiao who was going to pull the curtains with dark eyes, and his childish voice was serious: "in fact, I don't like you very much."

Huo Zhongxiao's action of binding the curtain was slight, and then returned to normal. He opened the window again and said, "really?"

"It was like this, but Qiuqiu likes you. There's no way. Then I can only like you."

Lu Jinyan looked at Huo Zhongxiao's tall figure and was very tall and straight. He had a little worship in his heart. He would grow so tall and strong in the future. When he heard Huo Zhongxiao answer himself, Lu Jinyan nodded heavily and continued: "if you are not good to Qiuqiu in the future, I'll beat you when I grow up."