CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu found the private room under the guidance of the waiter. She stood at the door for a while. Then she reached out and held the doorknob, pushed open and walked in.

There was only one person sitting in the private room.

Huo Zhanming didn't wear a military uniform. At first glance, who would have thought that the quiet old man making tea was the big man of the Military Commission who often appeared on the central news network.

Hearing the noise at the door, Huo Zhanming looked up, saw her and said faintly, "coming?"

That face has several more fine lines than six years ago. It is still full of dignity and sharp eyes. Ye Zhiqiu feels that this is the version of Huo Zhongxiao in his old age.

She stopped pestling there and closed the door, but she didn't know how to greet the person in front of her.

Intuition told her that Huo Zhanming should know something.

Many years ago, she could naturally call each other "Uncle", but now, if Huo Zhan really knows her identity... Looking at this elder who is about the same age as his grandfather, ye Zhiqiu's voice seems to be blocked in his throat.

Huo Zhanming looked as usual. He pointed to the opposite seat, "right."

Just as ye Zhiqiu sat down, he heard Huo Zhanming ask her, "tea or drink?"

The air in the private room was filled with the faint fragrance of tea.

There is a tea set on the table.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't ask the waiter to come in for some drinks. She looked at the steaming green tea at the table and said, "tea is good."

"It's hard for you to drink tea with an old man."

Huo Zhanming showed a gentle smile on his face, softening his serious face.

Ye Zhiqiu doesn't know how to deal with Huo Zhanming's friendly attitude, because in her impression, Huo Zhanming is an old man who speaks and does things with a straight face, and his eyebrows are always frowned, rather than being so kind and easy to get along with now.

When a person suddenly changes his temperament, he either has something to explain or has encountered setbacks. Huo Zhanming obviously belongs to the former.

She went to the army to find Huo Zhongxiao last night. Has it been passed into Huo Zhanming's ears? Otherwise, how could Huo Zhanming suddenly come to him?

But Huo Zhanming didn't speak, and ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to ask questions rashly. He just sat in a reserved manner.

……

The process of making tea is very slow and difficult.

Huo Zhanming put the tea bag in the warm water with a tea clip. In the private room, the fragrance of tea was instantly rich.

The lid of the teapot fitted the mouth of the iron pot and made a clear sound.

Huo Zhanming seemed to open his mouth carelessly, "speaking, I had tea with your grandpa the day before yesterday."

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu put her hands on her legs. Because of Huo Zhanming's words, her fingers curled up and her thoughts were a little messy. A message flashed into her brain——

Huo Zhan really knows.

Since we know that she is Ye Jiming's granddaughter, we should also know that she is Han yongsong's granddaughter.

"I was going to go to city B. since you're in Fengcheng, you'll avoid my fatigue."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't interrupt and waited for Huo Zhanming to go on.

Huo Zhanming looked up at her and naturally noticed her slightly tight body. He put his tea clip on the plate and looked at the young girl opposite. "It's nothing to come to you, but I can't think of a few questions. I hope I can get the answer from you."

Ye Zhiqiu grabbed the fabric of jeans and seemed to vent her tension in this action.

But she did not avoid Huo Zhanming's eyes that seemed to have insight into people's hearts.

They looked at each other for a while, but Huo Zhanming first covered his eyes.

Huo Zhanming sipped his tea. The water was already a little cold. What lingered on the tip of his tongue was the faint bitterness of the tea. He put down the tea and made a "Ding" sound.

After a while, Huo Zhanming said, "did you return home recently? I heard you went abroad to study a few years ago."

But one night, Huo Zhanming found out very little.

Yu Li, the father of his son, should tie this bastard to the Ye family to apologize, but Yu Qing, it was his own son. Even if he did something wrong, he still didn't want to watch him go all the way to the dark. Therefore, after thinking for a day and a night, he would find Ye Zhiqiu.

……

When ye Zhiqiu heard Huo Zhanming asking himself, he politely replied, "I stayed in Austria for two years. Later, I have been working in Fengcheng."

Huo Zhanming was surprised, but he immediately covered it up.

He nodded and found that the water in the pot was boiling. He reached down the iron pot and made a cup of tea into an empty cup.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at the pale yellow tea. After all, he couldn't help but ask the confusion at the bottom of his heart: "how do you... Know?"

Huo Zhanming's eyes slanted and snorted, "that bastard came to me at noon yesterday."

This answer made Ye Zhiqiu a little stunned.

"Do you think no one will know if he doesn't say it?"

“……”

When Huo Zhanming thought of what Huo Zhongxiao had done, the veins on his forehead became prominent. He divorced his little aunt and fell in love with someone's niece. Moreover, he was still so young that he said that it was not enough to poke the backbone. What made him unbearable was that it was this steady and sensible son who did such stupid things.

If he were the third, he wouldn't be surprised, but it was the second

Huo Zhanming glanced at Ye Zhiqiu, who was "sitting upright and in danger". His face softened slightly when he thought of her grandfather and grandfather.

He put his hands inward on his thighs and pondered for a moment before he leisurely said, "what do you think of the second man's saying he wants to marry you?"

The answer to such a question is definitely not her clapping.

Ye Zhiqiu probably understood why he was invited here.

She took a deep breath, and then said to Huo Zhanming without timidity: "six years ago, I had to leave him because of some things. This time, he went to city B to find me and let me know that some things thought they had been abandoned. In fact, they are always in place. Even if the time passes for a long time, there is still no way to erase them from life."

Huo Zhanming frowned and understood her meaning.

"Have you ever thought about how your family would react if they knew you were going to be with your dick?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer because she thought of Han Jingqiu and the morning when she was in Binjiang garden.

She still remembers Han Jingqiu's bitter eyes.