CEO's Forced Love

That day, ye Zhiqiu stayed in the cemetery for a long time.

She squatted in front of the tombstone and quietly stared at the picture of Han Minjing on the tombstone. She didn't speak, but she seemed to have said a lot.

Next to the bunch of fresh jasmine flowers, there are several withered and yellow air dried jasmine petals.

Unlike the surrounding tombstones, Han Minjing's tombstone is very clean without accumulated dust. It seems that someone is often cleaning it.

Down the mountain, when passing the guard room, ye Zhiqiu still stopped and asked the staff in charge of recording.

Ye Zhiqiu reported the number of Han Minjing's cemetery.

The staff looked down and turned over the record book and said, "this cemetery is very familiar. People do come all the time."

Ye Zhiqiu asked, "is it a man?"

"Yes, he looks like a rich man in his fifties... Wait, I have to find out his name."

"No."

The staff looked up and looked puzzled: "ah?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled politely at him and said "forget it", so she left and went to the parking lot.

Just after the car left the cemetery, ye Zhiqiu received a call from ye Zhimin. Because it was the weekend, her sister-in-law asked her to go to Lu's house for lunch.

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Ye Zhiqiu just walked into Lu's house and heard a soft girl's voice haunting the stairs: "brother, brother! Wait for me. Mom said pizza was for us."

Ye Zhiqiu looked up with the sound and happened to see Lu Hanyan chasing after Lu Jinyan upstairs like a small tail.

The little girl wore colorful sleeveless conjoined shorts, exposed her white little arms and legs, tied fancy two corner braids, her big black glass eyes were bright and clear, and her feet were pedaled with a pair of slightly larger pink cotton slippers, just like the little princess out of the castle, which was lovely and bright beyond words.

"Do you want to stay in the hospital for a few days after eating fried food?"

Lu Jinyan is like a big boy, wearing a T-shirt and trousers, and the plate of pizza in his hand is held high by him. Lu Hanyan can't reach it on tiptoe.

The little girl was a little angry: "this is not fried food. It won't do much if you give me some."

Lu Jinyan said solemnly, "who, it seems that I haven't paid back the money for doughnuts last time ~"

"Cheapskate!"

"If you don't repay the principal, what about the interest? You haven't given it to me for several days?"

Lu Hanyan whispered.

She hates Lu Jinyan at this time. She is insidious and cunning. Every time she buys her doughnuts, she asks her for money afterwards.

Because Lu Hanyan is in the first grade, ye Zhimin and his wife have always been rich for their daughter, so they give Lu Hanyan 200 yuan as pocket money every week.

Since Lu Jinyan knew that his sister had a small private library, Lu Hanyan's pocket money basically fell into his hands. There was no need to cheat.

A box of doughnuts outside bought 40 yuan. When Lu Jinyan sold it to Lu Hanyan, the price had to be doubled by half. When the little girl couldn't pay at one time, Lu Jinyan would very considerately promise her to pay in installments, but he still had to pay 50 cents of interest every day.

Lu Hanyan raised her voice and shouted, "Lu Jinyan, you big villain!"

It's a pity that it's full of milk and milk, and its deterrent power is not enough.

Lu Jinyan made a face at her, looked proud and didn't want to beat, and deliberately flashed the pizza under her nose.

Lu Hanyan opened her mouth and was about to bite the pizza. As a result, she bit empty and was made a pig's head and nose by Lu Jinyan's outstretched finger according to her small nose.

Ye Zhimin came out of the kitchen and saw the brothers and sisters making a mess on the stairs. He immediately solemnly scolded his son: "Lu Jinyan, don't bully your sister."

She noticed Ye Zhiqiu standing in the porch. Her face was happy. She took off her apron and walked over: "why don't you pestle there?" she said, and rushed to the two children on the stairs: "why didn't cousin Qiuqiu come? Now that it's here, you'll hang people at the door?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, changed his slippers and stepped on the floor: "I've just arrived, too."

"Autumn!" Lu Hanyan exclaimed with joy. Ignoring the pizza, he ran downstairs.

Ye Zhimin was afraid of her daughter falling down and repeatedly asked her to slow down.

Lu hanrouge has jumped on Ye Zhiqiu sweetly.

Ye Zhiqiu instinctively stretched out her hand and hugged the fragrant and soft body. As a result, she was knocked unstable. She bent her lips and said softly, "be careful."

Lu Jinyan followed, looked at Lu Hanyan who occupied Ye Zhiqiu's arms, and opened the mockery mode: "flatterer."

Lu Hanyan turned his head and spit out his tongue at him. Then his fat little arm hugged Ye Zhiqiu's neck and asked curiously, "Qiuqiu, what does flatterer mean?"

The lawsuit went nowhere.

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and couldn't help pinching the little girl's face.

Over there, Lu Jinyan has been instructed to squeeze juice to entertain guests. Ye Zhimin himself goes into the kitchen to help his aunt cook.

Ye Zhiqiu went to the bathroom.

After washing her hands, she saw Lu Hanyan busy in the living room.

The little girl lowered her head to make trouble. Lu Jinyan said that the plate of pizza on the tea table was holding a fruit knife in one hand and a small vertical piece of pizza in her round finger in the other hand. The pizza had been cut into four pieces. The little girl intercepted a vertical strip from the edge of each pizza, and then put the four pieces together.

At first glance, I really can't see that pizza has been eaten secretly.

Ye Zhiqiu approached quietly and coughed. Lu Hanyan hurriedly hid the glittering fruit knife behind her, and a sesame was stuck to her mouth.

It was Ye Zhiqiu. The little girl was bold and fat again. She smiled like a blooming sunflower and said sweetly, "Qiuqiu, do you want to eat pizza? I'll cut it for you."

"I don't like it." Ye Zhiqiu sat down on the sofa and waved to Lu Hanyan, "come here."

Lu Hanyan put down the fruit knife and skillfully leaned into Ye Zhiqiu's arms.

Ye Zhiqiu took a paper towel to wipe her mouth. The little girl's face was round, her skin was thin, and she was close. She could see the layer of fluff on her face, which was playful and lovely.

"Qiuqiu, have you contacted your aunt recently?" Lu Hanyan suddenly asked.