CEO's Forced Love

When she came out of the kitchen, there was no one in the living room. Jane Huan was about to go upstairs when her arm was pulled.

Yan Jingshen did not know when to stand in the corner outside the kitchen, pursed his thin lips, pulled her into the nearby bathroom.

After closing the door, Jane Huan shook off his hand and said, "what are you doing? I'm going out."

Yan Jingshen's hand pressed the door, his face was a little gloomy, his heart was irritable, and asked coldly, "what do you want to do with me and the Huo family?"

Jane Huan knew that he had misunderstood and was humiliated. She took a deep breath and looked at his angry eyes: "we have known each other for so many years. It turns out that I am such a person in your heart. Have you never known me or have you changed?"

Such a sentence was more powerful than any accusation and scolding. She almost completely denied the love of the past 20 years.

Yan Jingshen's hand holding her arm was a little stiff.

"Don't worry, since I'm willing to sign the divorce agreement, I won't pester you anymore."

Jane Huan pushed him open, opened the door and went out. As soon as she went upstairs, she saw Huo Zhongxiao who had been standing at the guardrail of the corridor for a long time.

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"You want to go?" Mrs. Huo suddenly lost the mood of eating oranges. "Didn't you just say you didn't go? Feelings lied to me?"

Jane Huan couldn't help retorting, "didn't you lie to me that there was no one else at home tonight?"

Then Jane's eyes turned red with joy. The old lady was immediately frightened: "what's the matter? Is someone bullying you at home?"

"No." she said two words dully, and Jane Huan turned out of the bedroom.

On a cold day, the poor old lady didn't even have time to put on her slippers. She hurried out in her thin pajamas, "ah! Ah! Wait!"

Jane Huan went downstairs, took her bag, changed her shoes at the porch, opened the door and walked out. For a moment, she bumped into someone who had just come in from the outside.

"Old man!" as soon as Mrs. Huo came downstairs, she saw a chaotic scene at the door.

Jane Huan didn't fall down until she held the shoe cabinet next to her. After listening to the old lady's words, she looked up and saw that the person who was bumped by her was worried.

A dark green, straight military uniform, the rank of general on the epaulet, gray hair, and the face with a high rate of appearance in the central network broadcast. Because he was hit by Jane Huan, the Colonel behind him hurriedly came forward to hold him. He shouted "chief" and panicked, which also alerted the others in the room.

On the second floor, Huo Zhongxiao, Huo Yiwei and Yan Jingshen came downstairs one after another. The old lady had run to the porch: "did you get hurt?"

In fact, it's no wonder that the two ran into Jian Huan, because Huo Zhanming came in very quickly and took a big step, so that he didn't see Jian Huan coming out of it.

"What did you do rashly? Didn't you see anyone?" Huo Zhanming's severe reprimand scared huoyiwei who was just about to come forward to stop.

Jian Huan looks at Huo Zhanming, who is concerned by Mrs. Huo and the colonel, and says it's false not to be nervous. Huo Zhanming looks more dignified than on TV. He has a tall and straight posture, a straight face and sharp eyes. Jian Huan can clearly feel Huo Zhanming's anger at the moment.

Since he bumped into someone and heard Huo Zhanming's angry roar, Jane Huan opened her mouth: "sorry, I didn't notice you coming in."

Huo Zhanming pushed away the colonel, frowned and glanced at her: "I didn't notice. My eyes are growing up?"

Jane Huan choked, but the old lady spoke for her: "isn't it careless?"

Jane Huan felt that her situation was embarrassing enough, "don't bother." she bowed apologetically to Huo Zhan and left. She forgot to move as soon as she opened the door.

Huo Mo Ting stood at the door, his eyebrows and eyes fainted and dyed under the halo of the wall lamp at the door. He was more and more clear and meaningful. His dark eyes were deep and bright. He seemed to have not seen Jian Huan blocking the door. He glanced inside faintly, and his tone was also faint: "what's the matter?"

When you are in a situation like isolation and hopelessness, what kind of feeling will it be when you suddenly fall into a person from the sky, or the person you desperately want to see? Sour turns into grievance, or grievance turns into complaint, complaining about why he appeared so late?

Although Jian Huan was still in such a desperate situation, she felt bad, so when she saw Huo moting, she wanted to ask him why he didn't answer the phone?

Huo moting didn't seem to notice her resentful eyes, looked as usual, looked at the people in the circle room, and then took back his eyes and fell on Jian Huan.

That look, that look in his eyes, as if he had just seen Jane Huan blocking the door.

Mrs. Huo hurriedly explained: "Xiao San, here we are? Huanhuan is just going back. I can't persuade her."

"Really?" Huo Mo Ting opened his mouth lightly, with a calm tone. Oh, it's really good.