CEO's Forced Love

"Finally, it's been another morning. Jane Huan, let's go down to dinner!"

Tan Xiaoli, Secretary of the president, closed the folder and greeted Jian Huan.

Jane Huan put away her drifting thoughts, cleaned up a little and went to the restaurant with Tan Xiaoli.

At the dinner point, many employees are having dinner in the restaurant.

Jian Huan and Tan Xiaoli just sat down in a corner. There was a small commotion at the door of the restaurant.

"Which department is this new employee, so beautiful?"

The surprised voice of the nearby employees also attracted Jane Huan to raise her head.

When I saw Jane Qinli standing at the door, it was false to say that she was not surprised, especially Jane Qinli in a famous brand dress!

The black buttock skirt, the white low collar T-shirt and the slim goose yellow suit outline Jane Qinli's hot figure. A small face also has exquisite makeup, which is more and more beautiful and moving under the light.

Receiving those amazing, surprised and envious eyes from all directions, Jane Qinli proudly tilted her lips.

"Who is this?" Tan Xiaoli sobbed and pulled Jian Huan's sleeve.

Over there, Jane Qinli has opened her mouth with shame: "sorry to disturb you. I'm a new secretary and I'm not familiar with here. Just now, President Yan told me that I can eat here, so I took the liberty to come over."

Whether Jane Qinli is ostentatious or unintentional, in the view of all employees, Yan Jingshen has become her backer.

Jane Huan looked at Jane Qinli, holding chopsticks with increasing strength.

He clearly knows her disgust for Jian Qiuhua's family. Why did he bring Jian Qinli into Yan's family?

"Cousin, so you eat here!"

Jane Qinli suddenly called in a surprise in one direction.

In an instant, Jian Huan became the focus of attention of the restaurant.

Tan Xiaoli also couldn't believe looking at Jian Huan: "is this your cousin?"

And Jane Qinli has walked to the table and took the initiative to reach out to tan Xiaoli, "Hello, my name is Jane Qinli, yes..."

She looked at Jane Huan and smiled more: "Jane Huan's cousin."

Jane Huan put down her chopsticks and stood up with the plate. She looked at Jane Qinli's provocative eyes and enunciated clearly: "I didn't know I had a cousin."

Jane Qinli's smile suddenly froze there, but Jane Huan stopped looking at her and walked directly to the place where she received the plate.

When she came out of the restaurant, Jane Huan took a breath of fresh air, patted her muscles on her stiff cheeks, and was about to walk. There were messy and hurried footsteps behind her. Jane Qinli rushed over and stood in front of her.

"Jane Huan, what did you mean just now!"

Jane Huan looked coldly at the angry Jane Qinli, "a good dog doesn't stand in the way. Get out of the way."

"Dog?" Jane Qinli gnashed her teeth, but suddenly changed her look, gathered her anger, approached Jane Huan and smiled coquettishly.

Her voice was soft, but it was like a poisoned needle pierced into Jian Huan's heart: "then I was also a obedient bitch, not like you... You know? When Yan Jingshen touched me, I was only 14 years old and my hair had not yet grown..."

"You know what? When Yan Jingshen touched me, I was only 14 years old and my hair hadn't grown yet..."

Jane Huan stared at Jane Qinli, her face as usual, but her hands hanging on her side were pinched tightly, so tight that the tips of her thumbs and fingers were blue and white.

"Yan Jingshen... Oh, no, you should call your brother-in-law."

Jian Qinli smiled provocatively, "he especially likes the backward posture, cousin, has he tried with you?"

"Look at my memory. He thinks you're dirty. How can he touch you?"

"Pa -" the crisp slap sounded, and a five finger print appeared on Jane Qinli's face.

Jane Qinli covered her swollen cheek and stared at Jane Huan incredulously: "how dare you hit me... Why do you hit me!"

"I thought your parents didn't teach you well. Now it seems that some things are born."

Jane Huan bent her mouth. "There are so many women around Yan Jingshen these years, but the name on his household register is still me. You slept in his bed five years ago, but now it's still like this. Doesn't it already explain the problem?"

"So what!" Jane Qinli became angry with shame. "At least he is willing to touch me. What if you are his wife? You are just a living widow! Jane Huan, when I gave myself to him, you are still a virgin. Dare you say you are still a virgin?"

"It's just a rotten thing played by men. What are you proud of? He doesn't divorce you, but he wants to drag you to death."

At that moment, hearing Jian Qinli's sarcastic words, a chill came from the soles of Jian Huan's feet.

She pinched the palm with her fingertips and forced herself to remain calm. However, looking at Jane Qinli's complacent face, she suddenly felt a little out of breath, as if a chainsaw was beating her heart again and again, and blood gushed out slowly.