CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhimin sits beside the hospital bed, but her eyes carefully look at Ye Zhiqiu. Compared with six years ago, ye Zhiqiu's face has retreated from the only childishness left, and her facial features have completely grown. She is tall and concave and convex in cigarette gray vest and cowboy shorts. At the age of 26, she has a mature style of women, but also a pure temperament of girls.

Had it not been for his niece, ye Zhimin would have turned his head and looked more if he met her in the street.

She was afraid that the man still had a lingering love for Zhiqiu.

That year, ye Zhimin found Ye Zhiqiu who ran away from home with millions of cash. After her persuasion, ye Zhiqiu promised to study abroad. She personally sent people to Austria and settled everything before returning home. After that, the two kept in touch.

In the year Ye Zhiqiu graduated, ye Zhimin went to Austria, but the rented apartment was already empty.

Knowing from the foreign students that his niece had already dropped out of school and ran away, ye Zhimin was stunned on the spot.

Ye Zhiqiu's cell phone never passed.

……

Because the black history is too profound, ye Zhimin doesn't fully believe what ye Zhiqiu said, but even so, ye Zhimin doesn't want to mention the old things again.

At least for now, it can maintain the surface peace.

Ye Zhiqiu's character is clear to her that timely suggestions can be made. If you really force people to hurry, it is likely to lead to the result that things will turn back when they reach the extreme.

Put away the complicated thoughts, ye Zhimin asked, "since you're back, do you want to find a job? How many people will our audit bureau recruit next year? Do you want to consider applying for a name? With your grades, the civil service examination should not be difficult for you."

Ye Zhiqiu thought deeply and was in a trance. Suddenly he heard a voice. He reacted that ye Zhimin was talking to himself and immediately recovered his ruffian appearance.

"Forget it, I'm old enough to compete with others for posts," she said. She sat back in her chair, took a fruit knife and began to cut flat fruits.

If I push and shove with those fresh graduates, I feel happy when I think about the picture.

Ye Zhimin looked disapprovingly at her face and heard her say that she was old. He pretended to be angry and stared at her: "how old are you? Aren't people taking the exam after their master's degree? I think you're lazy."

Ye Zhiqiu climbed up along the pole: "you found it all? It's worthy of being an auditor. Your eyes are sharp."

“……”

Ye Zhimin was amused by her flattery, but soon smiled again, pondered a little, looked at Ye Zhiqiu and said, "in recent years, have you been with ah Sheng?"

A few days after ye Zhiqiu came back, ye Zhimin was busy with his work. His aunt and nephew had not talked well.

The peeling action was a little paused, but ye Zhiqiu still gave a low hum.

Ye Zhimin softened his face and said softly, "I think ah Sheng is good. He hasn't found anyone in recent years. If you really --"

"We are not the relationship you think."

Ye Zhiqiu took the plate, sliced the apple and said carelessly, "if you really want to be together, there will be no peace in your family in the future. Eighteen martial arts will be performed every day. At that time, aunt Qin may have a heart attack."

Seeing that she didn't want to tell lies, ye Zhimin turned and said, "ah Sheng can't, so there are no other male friends? Hasn't anyone pursued you in recent years?"

"No." Ye Zhiqiu replied very simply.

Ye Zhimin didn't believe it. He paused and said, "what about Xiao Yi?"

Suddenly hearing the name, ye Zhiqiu raised her head.

Seeing her look over, ye Zhimin should still remember this classmate. Ye Zhimin smiled and explained, "last time I went out to dinner, I happened to meet him. I was surprised when he called me aunt. Later, he said it was your classmate. He seemed to know more about our family."

"Really?" Ye Zhiqiu answered without salt.

"Later, he asked me about you," said Ye Zhimin, looking down at Ye Zhiqiu, who wiped the fruit knife with a paper towel. "My sister-in-law is from here. I can see that he likes you. The young man looks good. You are in love now. If they are suitable for each other, it's just good to get married at 28."

Ye Zhiqiu lost his paper towel and said, "I'm fine now. I'm free."

"That can't be like this for a lifetime?"

Ye Zhimin frowned slightly. "Women should always get married and have children. When you get old, you won't be too lonely."

Ye Zhiqiu got up from his chair and asked, "aunt, do you want to tell my little uncle about Rouge's hospitalization?"

Seeing that she deliberately opened the topic, ye Zhimin sighed silently, turned to see her daughter and said, "on the way here, I have called your uncle. He is out of town these days. He was supposed to come back tomorrow afternoon. Now he has changed his ticket and should be there in the evening."

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and his eyes fell on the hot water bottle: "are you thirsty, sister-in-law? Let me pour you a glass of water."

Then he took the tea cup and went into the bathroom.

When ye Zhiqiu's thin figure disappeared behind the door, ye Zhimin pulled back her sight. She looked down at her little daughter, touched the child's delicate face with her fingers, and replayed what the doctor had just told her: "should your elders have asthma?"

These years, this sentence is not the first time to hear.

Thinking of this, ye Zhimin was a little distracted, because no one in the Ye family or the Lu family had ever suffered from this disease.