CEO's Forced Love

Yan Jingshen, who was about to turn 29, was dominated by money and status. At this moment, his cold heart felt a faint desolation, a kind of sadness of "just under the eyebrow, but on the heart".

In front of the French window of the presidential suite of the hotel.

A man in a white bathrobe stood in front of the window with a glass of whisky in his hand, overlooking the night scene of Liyang, a small city.

His legs are longer than ordinary men, the lines are straight, the slightly open collar reveals a strong chest, with clear texture, strong and beautiful. Bai Xi's skin presents a sexy light wheat color under the orange light of the room, and his three-dimensional and deep facial features are slightly silhouetted by the light.

He raised his glass and took a sip of wine. There was a "Zizi" sucking / sucking sound of straw around him.

Another small figure beside him was reflected on the French window in front——

Wearing a children's version of the bathrobe, with a small stomach, pulling a pair of big slippers, fireworks hot curly hair in a mess, almost in the same posture as the man next to him, except that the whisky in his hand is replaced by a glass of banana milk, a straw is erected, and he occasionally lowers his head to take a sip.

Huo nianyan glanced at the door again, then turned back disappointed again and took a sip of banana milk.

"Dad, are you really sure little Jane will come tonight?"

Huo moting tilted Huo nianyan's wrinkled little face, took another sip of wine calmly, and turned back to the sofa.

Huo nianyan followed him with his slippers, sat down beside Huo moting with a sad face, and switched the TV channel to animation.

"Dad, what if little Jane doesn't come?"

Huo moting's eyes removed from the TV screen and looked at his son, "you ask me, who am I going to ask?"

Now, Huo nianyan was unhappy. "Didn't you say that as long as I cooperate with you, little Jane will accompany me back to Fengcheng?"

"Did I say that?" Huo Mo Ting asked faintly.

Huo nianyan angrily stared at his cheeky father, "Dad, we can't be like this. We agreed."

"What did I tell you?" Huo moting squinted at him. "It's getting late. Go back to your room and go to bed."

Huo nianyan kept his head down. After a while, he slipped down from the sofa, walked barefoot and said, "I don't sleep. I'm going to find little Jane!"

Before he reached the door, he heard Huo moting scold behind him: "come back!"

"You're lying, I won't listen to you anymore." Huo nianyan was stubborn by the door, and the father son alliance camp officially broke down.

"If you step out of this door, don't come back. Don't expect me to chase you out."

Huo Mo Ting said coldly, stopped watching Huo nianyan, drank wine and watched cartoons on TV.

Huo nianyan seemed to be fooled by him. He thought about it. Finally, he didn't open the door. He snorted heavily. Then he went into the bedroom and came out again in less than three seconds. He took two sandwiches from the dining car and deliberately closed the door very loudly when he entered the house.

Huo Mo Ting glanced at the door. When he looked back, he also put down his glass and picked up the mobile phone on the tea table.

It's not his cell phone, but a small cell phone dedicated to Huo nianyan.

His slender fingers clicked on the keyboard, and soon a line of words appeared: "little Jane, my father said to take me back to Fengcheng tomorrow morning. I don't want to go back. I want to go with you. I'm at the gate of the hotel now. I asked. This is boyue Hotel."

Almost less than a minute, a new text message came in, "read the speech, don't stand at the door, go back to your room."

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When Jianhuan received the message, she was cleaning up the main house. When she saw Huo nianyan standing at the door of the hotel, she was worried immediately.

As soon as she returned the text message, she sent it again: "little Jane, I want to see you. My father is in a bad mood and has been drinking."

When Jane Huan hurried out of the room with a bag, grandma just came out of the bathroom. "Where are you going so late?"

"I'll go and see nianyan, grandma. I may not come back at night. Remember to lock the door."

When she said the last few words, Jane Huan had run out of home, borrowed an electric car from her aunt next door, and rode her bike to the city.

At 7:00 p.m. in winter, unlike in summer, the sky is still gray. It is already dark. The cold wind is blowing on her face. Jian Huan can't feel the cold. All she cares about is Huo nianyan. She is worried that he will stand outside the hotel in * * like that at the door of the hospital.

While waiting for the traffic light on the way, Jian Huan sent a text message to "Huo nianyan": "I'll be there in about 15 minutes. You go and wait for me in the lobby."