CEO's Forced Love

"Huanhuan, wake up, the hospital is here."

Jane Huan opened her eyes vaguely: "so fast?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Jian Huan. With an abnormal blush on her cheek, she untied her seat belt.

"I don't think you're right. Get out of the car and let the doctor have a good look."

Jian Huan saw Ye Zhiqiu hang up his number, got up from his chair and walked over, but he bumped into the oncoming man.

"Don't walk with eyes! Sister-in-law... Sister-in-law?!"

Li Jing with wine red hair carried a bag full of medicine. When he looked up and saw Jane Huan, he immediately swallowed the abuse to his mouth, and his face changed: "sister-in-law, how did you come to the hospital?"

Li Jing and Yan Jingshen were very young. They had to wear a pair of pants since kindergarten. When they were young, they often did absurd things. However, Yan Jingshen later liked Jian Huan to correct his evil ways and left Li Jing in the flowers.

But in recent years, Yan Jingshen's temperament has suddenly changed greatly, and he often goes to his club all day. This makes Li Jing very embarrassed every time he sees Jian Huan. He feels that he has the illusion of pimping and undermining the harmony between husband and wife,.

"A little cold," Jane Huan didn't take Li Jing's panic to heart, pulled down the corner of her mouth, and her eyes fell on his big bag of medicine, "what about you? What's wrong?"

Li Jing smiled and said incoherently, "I'm a little... Hot... Ha ha."

"Jane Huan, if you don't go to the doctor again, you'll be off duty."

Ye Zhiqiu pulled La Jianhuan's sleeve, glanced at the sharp Jing in the corner of his eye, and did not hide the dislike in his eyes.

What good things can be like birds of a feather with Yan Jingshen!

Li Jing stood in the way, "sister-in-law, the internal medicine here is not very professional. The cold is so popular recently. I know there is a good private clinic next to here. Let me send you there!"

"Roll thick!" Ye Zhiqiu lifted away Li Jing, "no, you're still here? Is your head squeezed by the door?"

Li Jing grabbed his hair. Seeing that Jian Huan and ye Zhiqiu were going to go over, he pulled Jian Huan: "sister-in-law, there are a lot of people inside. Otherwise, you go and sit there first. I'll watch here and shout to you when there are fewer people?"

Just as Jane Huan wanted to speak, the door of the internal medicine in front of her side was opened.

It was too late for Li Jing to block her sight.

Jane Huan looked at the two people who came out of the internal medicine room. They were stiff there.

"You said yourself, if I didn't call and say I had a fever, wouldn't you even know I died at home?"

Jane Qinli is wearing a tender yellow knee length dress with exquisite makeup. She is holding Yan Jingshen's arm as if no one else. Her red lips are slightly pouted. Looking around, she is charming.

Yan Jing smiled deeply and patted her on the cheek, "are you sure you have a fever, not hair s ā O? Look in the mirror yourself. You look at me more coquettish than those women in Island / national films. "

"Annoying!"

"I hate you going to my *?" Yan Jingshen said blatantly.

Jane Qinli glanced at him. The moment she turned her head, the smile on her face faded and her fingers clenched Yan Jingshen's suit.

Yan Jingshen slowly turned his head along her line of sight. On the opposite was Jian Huan's calm eyes outside the door.

For a moment, the corridor was so quiet that the sound of needles falling could be heard.

Jane Huan felt that her cold was getting worse again, her nose was stuffed badly, and her breathing became heavy. She was like a fish washed into the beach by the waves. She desperately opened her mouth to absorb fresh air, but she was hit in the head.

She always knew that in Yan Jingshen's circle these years, she was a joke after dinner.

She is the other half of Yan Jingshen's marriage certificate, but she has never been the woman who openly held his arm.

But no matter how pitiful she was, those sympathies and schadenfreude were just behind her back. No one was as straightforward as now. It was as straightforward as a sharp blade, leaving no room to cut open the most obscure wound in her heart.

Jane Huan stood there, motionless, like a silent statue.

Her eyes looked at the hand around Jane Qinli's waist.

The hand is still that hand. The bones of the hand are slender and beautiful, but the person it hugs is not her for a long time.

The picture in her mind still stays at the moment when Yan Jing deeply lowers his head to shoot Jane Qinli's face.

Jane Huan thought, if he hadn't seen her, would he have listened to Jane Qinli's full coquettish anger and couldn't help but bow down and kiss Jane Qinli with a joking smile? How long has she not seen it on his face?

In other words, he no longer showed such a relaxed and pleasant smile to himself

"Brother Jingshen..." Li Jing mentioned his heart to his throat, and regretted that he didn't support Jian Huan.