CEO's Forced Love

"Grandma doesn't seem to like me. When eating together, she always gives chicken legs to her grandchildren first. If they don't eat, they will clip them to me. I don't want to eat what others don't want. She says I'm wasteful and I'm ill bred."

The little guy said carelessly while playing with the plane model, "I don't like them either. I hate it when I look at them with a face all day."

"Grandma said my mother died in childbirth, so I think grandma may think I killed my mother, but I didn't let her give birth to me."

Before, I just felt sad. Now that I know the truth, Jane Huan only felt the pain of heart drilling.

Therefore, upon hearing Huo moting's arrangement, Jian Huan objected directly without thinking: "I don't agree. You can't send him there."

Huo Mo Ting paused, raised his eyes and looked at her, and then continued to drink slowly.

Jian Huan saw that he ignored his words and said anxiously, "I'm his mother. The Xu family has nothing to do with him!"

Now I think I'm a child. What did I do before?

Huo Mo Ting was cold in his heart and stood up expressionless. "It's too late. Miss Jane's better go back and have a rest early."

Seeing that he turned and was about to go back to his room, Jane Huan hurriedly came forward and took his arm, "how on earth did you refuse to send him to Xu's house?"

"Miss Jane, nianyan is my own son. You don't seem to have the right to question me like this." Huo Mo Ting said faintly and shook off Jian Huan's hand.

The bedroom door opened with a squeak, and Huo nianyan appeared at the door rubbing his eyes.

As soon as Jian Huan saw her son, she immediately let go of Huo moting's arm, ran to hold Huo nianyan in her arms, took off her coat and wrapped it around him.

"Did you wake up?" Jane Huan's voice softened.

Huo Mo Ting lowered his head and glanced at the arm he had just held. His face was a little ugly again. He was really a woman who wanted to change when he saw something different.

Huo nianyan stopped dozing when he heard Jian Huan's voice. He blinked and found that it was really Jian Huan and put his arms around her neck.

"Little Jane! You can count. Do you know that because of you, I don't even have an appetite for dinner!"

Jian Huan almost shed tears again and hugged Huo nianyan. "Are you hungry now? Mom... I brought you spring bamboo shoots and scrambled eggs?"

"Really?" Huo nianyan said. The little greedy insect in his stomach was hooked out.

Jane Huan looked at his drooling face, smiled and nodded, "well, you can eat it when it's hot. Go to bed first."

I don't know why, Huo nianyan felt that little Jane tonight was particularly gentle, so he declined Jian Huan's suggestion. Two little meat hands held her, and the little face was close to her cool cheek. He said shyly and secretly, "I'm not cold, just here with you."

Jane Huan kissed him on the forehead and carried him to the sofa. "Then wait a minute. I'll heat it in the microwave."

Huo Mo Ting, with his hands around his chest, sat on the edge of the sofa and looked coldly at the women with rampant maternal love running around in the suite. His face was completely black.

Huo nianyan shook his head happily, noticed the displeasure of the man next to him, and approached with concern, "Dad, are you unhappy?"

Huo Mo Ting stretched out his right hand and pushed away his disgusting face, "I'm very happy if I don't see you."

Being kind as a donkey's liver and lung, Huo nianyan turned his head and looked at Jian Huan. He was happy again.

"Dad, when did little Jane come here? You didn't wake me up."

Huo moting picked up a financial magazine, turned a few pages, and restored his silent, noble and reserved image in the past.

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Jianhuan took out the hot fresh-keeping box. Huo nianyan smelled that the vegetable fragrance had come and took the initiative to bring the lunch box.

The little guy sat on the sofa. His round eyes turned around with Jane Huan's action. She couldn't help pinching his cheek, and then stuffed the washed chopsticks into his little hand. "Eat quickly, or it'll be cold again soon."

Huo nianyan took two bites and suddenly looked up at Huo Mo Ting next to him: "Dad, didn't you have dinner?"

Jane Huan also followed the man who was looking at each other's magazine. When she came in just now, she did see that the things on the dining car hadn't moved much.

Huo Mo Ting turned a page, but he didn't lift his head. "If you eat so much in the middle of the night, you're not afraid to digest *

Jane Huan knew that he couldn't say good words. She helped Huo nianyan wipe off the rice grains on his cheeks, "chew more, which is conducive to digestion."

Huo moting waited for a while, but still didn't hear Jane Huan speak again. Looking up from the magazine, he saw that she was concentrating on speaking for Huo and wiping her mouth. Suddenly, she was agitated, and hunger came from her stomach. She closed the magazine with a slap and threw it heavily on the tea table.