CEO's Forced Love

As soon as Huo Mo Ting pressed the phone, the people in the co driver's seat were unhappy: "buy it for me, why don't you ask me?"

"Don't you want to ignore her? Will you still want what she buys?"

Huo nianyan wore a seat belt and two small arms around his chest: "don't think I don't know. She only bought it for me, not for you. You're jealous!"

Huo Mo Ting frowned and glanced at him: "chattering all day, I'll send you back."

Huo nianyan rolled his eyes and shut his mouth calmly.

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Jane Huan took a taxi back to the community. The familiar Bentley Continental has stopped under the apartment building.

Huo moting had opened the driver's door and came down. Huo nianyan climbed down with a big schoolbag on his back, "meat balls" also rushed out.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" she said to call her in the evening. Jian Huan didn't expect Huo moting to bring the children in the afternoon.

Huo Mo Ting's eyes fell on the shopping bag she carried in both hands: "how do you buy so many things?"

Huo nianyan, standing beside him, had stretched his neck and looked quietly into the bag.

Jane Huan now saw her lovely and beautiful son and everything was enough. She shook the bag with a smile: "in fact, she didn't buy much."

Huo moting gave a faint "um". Every time he made this response, it means that he doesn't want to talk to you again. Jian Huan has learned more about the meaning of some small movements of Huo moting, so he didn't ask for trouble, but said to Huo nianyan, "I'm going back to grandma's house for dinner today?"

Huo nianyan glanced at her, gave a casual "um", and then disappeared.

The cold expression carved by the father and son is only "meat balls" around Jane Huan's legs.

Jane Huan thought they were impatient, so she took out the key and opened the corridor door, "go up first."

If she lives alone, she can give Huo moting a key, but live with others... Because she likes quiet, Zhiqiu has never brought anyone back to the apartment these years. On the contrary, she now takes her father and son back every three or five times, and this apartment is still Zhiqiu's.

Jane Huan suddenly had the idea of buying a house. After divorce, Yan Jingshen gave her a lot of compensation, enough for her to buy several apartments.

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Jianhuan found that there was no boiled water at home, so she went to the kitchen to boil it in an electric kettle.

As soon as she closed the kitchen door, Huo nianyan had jumped off the sofa, dragged the bag she had put in the corner to the plush carpet, then sat down cross legged, poured out all her small hands in one fell swoop, looked back and forth one by one, and "Rouyuan" shook his head and tail happily.

Huo Mo Ting saw that he had covered the floor and kicked Huo nianyan on the back: "who taught you to turn over other people's things?"

Huo nianyan held a little yellow duck and turned his head: "I'll tell her about you stealing her keys."

Then two little fat hands pressed the little yellow duck, and the obscene cry of the duck lingered in the living room.

"You obviously have the key to her house and pretend to wait downstairs," Huo nianyan tilted his mouth proudly. "See if she knows if she will drive you out."

Huo Mo Ting leaned back on the sofa: "no one stopped you. If you want to say it, say it."

Huo nianyan glanced at the corners of his mouth, bowed his head and continued to beat the drum.

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When Jane Huan came out, she saw her father and son sitting in the living room like two Buddhas, one big and one small, and no one paid attention to anyone.

When she walked over, her foot stepped on something and bowed her head. It was a cartoon pendant given by her boss when she bought slippers for nianyan. Jian Huan subconsciously looked at the place where she placed those shopping bags. The sleeve of a dress fell out of the bag. It was obvious that those bags had been turned over.

Huo moting had already got up: "just put your words here. I have to go back to the company this afternoon."

"OK." Jane Huan took him to the door. Suddenly she remembered something and said, "wait for me." then she ran back to the house.

Before long, she came out again with an exquisite box in her hand. It wasn't in those shopping bags just now.

Jane Huan has never given anything to the opposite sex in this way. It is inevitable that she is a little pinched: "this is what I bought for you just now."

Huo Mo Ting's face was much better than that just now. He glanced at the box and said in a casual tone: "what?"

Having said that, he reached out to take the box and opened it. It was a wine red thin tie, Armani's.

Huo Mo Ting raised his head and looked at her. His eyes were deep and could not see the content clearly. Jian Huan asked tentatively, "do you like it?"

"Go first, I'll go back to the company." he didn't answer, but changed the topic.