CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to explain, because she knew that it was useless. Han Minjing wouldn't believe her words, but would ask endlessly.

Instead of being forced to have a dispute at the door, ye Zhiqiu simply walked in.

But the more Ye Zhiqiu did so, Han Minjing became more and more worried.

Han Minjing moved back to Han's house yesterday. She called Ye Zhiqiu in the morning. As a result, no one answered. She came to school to find her at noon. As soon as she got off the bus, she saw that picture.

At first, Han Minjing didn't care. She looked at the rear glass of the car and took a casual glance. She just thought it was a couple kissing goodbye on the car until she saw that ye Zhiqiu came down from the co driver's seat.

The man's fuzzy side face doesn't look like twenty.

……

Han Minjing grabbed Ye Zhiqiu's slender arm and tried to make her tone sound calm: "Tell me honestly, who are you dealing with? The style of the car is not like a boy of your age who can drive. No two or three hundred thousand Toyota SUVs can't be bought. If the man's family is not rich, he has been out of society for several years. Jian"

"It's not a bad guy anyway." Ye Zhiqiu didn't want to say more.

Han Minjing unconsciously remembered the lighter in the ward.

She didn't believe it was Yan Yu's, but now she is more skeptical. She is afraid that ye Zhiqiu will be tricked into going astray by the old slickers in the society.

"If you want to make friends, you can talk to male students of the same age. Why -"

The negative emotions accumulated in the bottom of my heart since yesterday are ready to move in Han Minjing's questioning voice.

Ye Zhiqiu's voice interrupted her: "I said last time. I will deal with my own emotional problems myself. I don't need others to tell me what to do."

He said, taking his arm back from Han Minjing's hand.

"Do it yourself?" Han Minjing's expression seemed to hear a funny joke: "how old are you? You have only a few life experiences. How can you deal with the tricks of men in society?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the women around her. Han Minjing's spirit was not very good. Compared with Yin Lian's style, Han Minjing seemed to have only a beautiful shell.

——Or an empty shell slowly aging.

Han Minjing's eyebrows and eyes look sharp because of her unhappy marriage with ye zanwen.

"What you said must be right?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly said.

Han Minjing looked at her in amazement.

Ye Zhiqiu sneered: "since you have so much life experience, haven't you chosen an unreliable husband for yourself?"

“……”

Han Minjing's face changed a lot when she was stabbed into the soft rib.

"What if he is older than me? I just like a man like him. He will take care of me and take time out of his busy schedule to make me happy when I am sad."

Ye Zhiqiu bit his inner lip and continued: "what have you given me since I was born? In addition to letting me experience quarrels one after another and witnessing the process of a broken family, you are constantly preventing me from pursuing my own happiness... You have never been a qualified mother."

"Happiness? Do you know what happiness is?"

Han Minjing accentuated his tone: "a man coaxes you around in a few words. Ye Zhiqiu, where have you been reading for so many years?"

"At least, I will never fall to the point like you!"

"Pa -"

Han Minjing slapped Ye Zhiqiu!

The crisp sound attracted the passing students' eyes.

Ye Zhiqiu's small face was as pale as paper, which made the half of it more red and swollen.

He covered his hot cheeks, not only the pain, but also the anger.

In the past 19 years, in addition to Chen Hao who tried to invade her, only two people beat her. One was her father and the other was close at hand.

Han Minjing looked down at her numb hands and couldn't return to her mind for a moment.

Just now, she was just angry.

What ye Zhiqiu said was like a heavy stone hitting her heart: "you have never raised me and are not qualified to beat me."

"Qiuqiu..."

Han Minjing opened her mouth and looked at Ye Zhiqiu running away. After all, she didn't have the courage to catch up.

——

Ye Zhiqiu ran through a big turn. On the inaccessible path, his eyes were hot and humid, and his sight was a little blurred.

But she bit her lip and didn't make herself cry.

Because she doesn't think it's worth it.

Back to the dormitory, no one else has come back from class.

Ye Zhiqiu took out her cell phone and found several missed calls. Last night, her cell phone was muted, so she didn't hear it.

She already knew who was calling, locked the phone screen and threw it on the table.

……