CEO's Forced Love

As soon as Jian Huan stepped out of the gate of Yan's house, his arm was firmly grabbed from behind.

The next moment, she was pulled back. The first goal was a button on her suit.

"You just went to yujingyuan?" Yan Jing's cold voice sounded overhead. Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

Jane Huan looked up at his frown and gave a faint oh.

Then there was a long silence.

They looked at each other quietly, no one spoke again, and his hand holding her arm never loosened.

Behind Yan Jingshen, the co driver's door of a champagne Mercedes Benz opened, and a hot girl in a red skirt leaned against the door. Jian Huan recognized the skirt. Even a glance was enough to impress her, and the car's license plate number made her heart dull and painful.

The girl leaned against the door and whistled, "handsome boy, isn't it five minutes? I'm still waiting!"

Jane Huan's fingertips were embedded in her palm. The pain made her forget the lingchi on the tip of her heart for a while.

"Let go of me!" she reached out to push him.

Yan Jingshen held her shoulder and vigorously dragged her to the corner of the wall.

"Who were you with last night?"

Jane welcomed his cold eyes and smiled mockingly, "so you still have time to care about me?"

"Li Jing said, I saw you coming out of the police station when I passed Huaining District in the morning..."

"Man." Jian Huan interrupted him with a faint tone, "I was with a man last night."

Yan Jingshen's face immediately turned cloudy and thunderstorms, and the strength of holding her gradually increased, as if to crush her shoulder: "who is it?"

"You don't care anyway, do you?"

Jane Huan saw him scarlet and stared at herself. Her uncomfortable mood was finally relieved, like a feeling of revenge. She raised her hand over the back of his hand and slowly pulled open his fingers one by one

Yan Jingshen stood motionless, clenched his fists and stared at the back of Jian Huan turning away.

There seemed to be a gloomy fire burning in his chest, which made his viscera seem to explode.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say you had to come here first and take me home?"

The girl walked gracefully to Yan Jingshen, looked in the direction of Jian Huan's departure, and depended on Yan Jingshen.

"Go away!" Yan Jingshen raised his hand and shook off the girl without pity.

The girl bumped into the side of the car, covered her red and swollen elbow and bit her lip in shame, "I'm sick!"

Seeing Yan Jingshen still staring in one direction, he kicked the car hard, stepped on high heels and cursed and left.

For a time, Yan Jingshen was the only one left at the door of Yan house.

He stood there in a daze for a long time, turned around, took two steps to the gate, but suddenly turned back, strode forward, kicked over the nearby potted plants, untied his tie and threw it on the ground. He was in a terrible mood!

……

Xie Zhiqiu was putting on a mask when the door bell rang.

"Coming, coming..."

As soon as she opened the door, a man rushed into her arms and clubbed at the door at a loss.

Jane joyfully encircled her waist and buried her face in Ye Zhiqiu's hair: "let me hold it for a while, just a minute."

"Didn't you go to find Yan Jingshen? Why did you come back?"

According to the normal development of the plot, after the two people dispel the misunderstanding, they should not hold each other and cry with joy. What's more, Gan Chai hunts the fire. At this time, why should we open a room to enhance our feelings? Why... Run back?

"Niu, what happened?" Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help worrying.

Jane Huan was silent, just hugged her as if she had caught a life-saving straw.

Until ye Zhiqiu's feet became numb, Jane Huan released her, crossed her into the apartment, and then picked up the packet of Davidoff cigarettes she put on the tea table.