CEO's Forced Love

Looking at the empty room, Han Minjing seemed to be evacuated and fell down on the sofa.

Even with the most exquisite makeup on her face, she couldn't stop her fatigue at this moment, like a bright peony withering and aging in an instant.

Aunt fan came over and didn't know what to say: "madam, do you want me to make you a cup of tea?"

Han Minjing looked bleary. For a long time, she slowly shook her head and said to herself, "do you think I really did wrong?"

Aunt fan whispered, "I only know that the child is innocent. No matter what the wife and husband are, the eldest lady is always your daughter."

"Innocent? If I hadn't been pregnant with her at that time, my marriage wouldn't have come to this stage."

There was a resentment in his words.

Aunt fan was silent and sighed silently.

Han Minjing regained her usual elegance. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, stood up with her shawl in her arm, and told aunt fan, "I haven't had dinner yet. Cook me some porridge. I'll go upstairs and take a bath first."

Then he went straight upstairs.

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Ye Zhiqiu ran out of the military compound. It was already dark, and she was alone by the roadside light.

She raised her hand and called an oncoming taxi, opened the door and stepped into the back seat. The driver didn't drive immediately and turned his head and asked her where she was going.

Where to

Ye Zhiqiu was stunned and couldn't say an address.

She doesn't know where she should go.

"Leave it open first. I'll tell you where I want to go."

The driver looked at Ye Zhiqiu's appearance. At first glance, he knew that it was the child of a rich family or came out of the courtyard. He should not deny the car money, so he didn't tangle. He put into gear and started the engine. Thinking that young people like lively places, he turned around and drove to the city.

Ye Zhiqiu touched his pocket and remembered that he had just finished playing with his mobile phone and put it on the bed.

Besides, she didn't expect to run out so suddenly.

Looking at the waning Street View rapidly retreating outside the window, ye Zhiqiu remembered what Han Minjing said to ye zanwen.

Ye zanwen always suspected that she was not his child.

But why?

Why should there be such doubt?

In the past, on New Year's holidays, their family went to relatives' houses. People said she looked like him? Compared with Han Minjing, her facial features follow ye zanwen more. Are those people polite? And she has this cognition, which is also self hypnosis in her subconscious?

Ye Zhiqiu recalled his childhood memories.

In those memories, ye zanwen's role as a father seems to exist very insipid.

She can't remember a detail about her father's doting on her daughter. The only thing that has been clearly engraved in her mind is that when she was seven years old and was preparing for the first grade, ye zanwen came back from a business trip abroad and brought her a set of stationery.

She went to a school with Ye Jingyu. It happened that the primary school was divided into classes, and the two were also divided into one. It was still the relationship between the front and back tables.

As like as two peas, Xie Zhiqiu saw the same pencil box on Ye Jing's desk on the first day of school.

Ye Jingyu's pencil box is pink, while hers is yellow.

Like other girls in the class, ye Zhiqiu likes pink things.

When ye Jingyu said that the pencil box was given to her by her uncle, ye Zhiqiu was unhappy because ye zanwen took home only the yellow stationery, but she thought that ye Jingyu was a child from a single parent family and had no father, so she generously praised her lead pencil box.

When Yin Lian's mother and daughter moved into Ye's house, ye Zhiqiu thought of the pencil box incident and hated ye zanwen in her heart.

She felt that her father treated her daughter better than himself.

Now, when ye Zhiqiu looks at this matter again, he is in a state of mind. In fact, ye zanwen is right. People are eccentric. Of course, good things should be left to his own children.

As for buying a pencil box for her, it should be just by the way.

What's she picky about?

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At the traffic light, the taxi driver asked her again, "have you decided where to go, little girl?"

Ye Zhiqiu pulled back her eyes from the window. Her heart was boundless. She didn't want to go back to school. In other places... There were my aunt's house, my grandfather's house, Qin's house and Tiantian's house, but she didn't want to go, because she didn't want to face all kinds of inquiries and accept their sympathetic eyes.

She glanced at the meter in front and it was 87 yuan.

Ye Zhiqiu's men consciously touched their trouser pockets. She had the habit of stuffing money into her pockets, but she also forgot how much she had stuffed.

When the red light jumped to the green light, the driver restarted the car and had no time to take care of her. Ye Zhiqiu took the opportunity to take out all the money in his pocket. In addition to a red grandpa Mao, there were more than 50 yuan in loose pieces. When passing through the busy commercial area, ye Zhiqiu asked the driver to stop the car.

After getting off the bus, ye Zhiqiu got into a nearby cinema.

She bought a bag / night movie ticket. The ticket price is not very expensive from 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. the next day.

There were not many people watching movies late at night. Ye Zhiqiu sat in her seat and fell asleep. She didn't sleep well. Finally, she was awakened by the staff.

Out of the cinema, it was already daybreak outside. Ye Zhiqiu rubbed his sour eyes and suddenly stopped when he passed the bus stop.

In that few seconds, she made a major decision and decided to go to the army to find Huo Zhongxiao.

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