CEO's Forced Love

Unlike Jane Huan's confusion, Mrs. Huo was obviously very happy. She dressed up and refused to go downstairs at the urging of the nanny.

The rest of the Huo family had already sat around the table, apparently waiting for old Mrs. Huo and Jane Huan.

Huo Zhanming looked at the two people coming over. His eyes stayed on Jian Huan for another second. He said in a hard voice: "I want one please and two please for dinner!"

Mrs. Huo didn't care. She smiled and took Jane Huan to the empty seat next to Huo Mo Ting: "Huanhuan, you sit here."

Huo Mo Ting looked calm. After hearing this, he didn't say anything. He managed to drink wine all the time.

The old lady complained about his attitude. Huo moting didn't cooperate at all, regardless of eye hints or verbal reminders.

Under the table, his right leg was severely kicked. Huo Mo Ting looked up at Huo Zhanming.

Jian Huan stood in the brightly lit restaurant, especially Yan Jing, who was sitting opposite, felt embarrassed.

Seeing that her son really didn't want to get up and help Jane Huan pull the chair, Mrs. Huo couldn't help it. She was going to give up, but Huo Mo Ting put down her glass and stood up.

Huo moting didn't say a word, but he really opened the chair in front of Jian Huan.

Mrs. Huo's mood immediately turned cloudy to sunny. She smiled and sat around the table to the other side of Huo Zhanming: "have dinner!"

Jian Huan glanced at Huo Mo Ting's obviously unhappy expression. Her facial features were stretched, but she still sat next to him, but her ass hadn't touched the chair. The chair behind her suddenly retreated, and Jian Huan sat on the ground at once!

It was an unbelievable scene. No one would believe that a 34 year old man would make this move.

Mrs. Huo covered her mouth to avoid screaming.

Huo Zhanming's face was directly gloomy. He picked up his job and threw it at Huo moting. Bastard, it was exposed after so many years!

"Dad!" Huo Zhongxiao quickly caught the bowl that had been smashed: "have something to say."

There was a rush at the table.

Yanjing looked deeply at Jian Huan, who fell to the ground in confusion. Subconsciously, he was about to get up, but the old lady Huo next to him had retreated from her chair.

"Huanhuan, are you hurt?"

Jane Huan was stunned for a few seconds, and then the pain from her tail bone made her look at the chair that was suddenly pulled open.

Around him were a pair of shiny black leather shoes and stiff trousers. Jian Huan didn't look up and knew who it was and that he was intentional. This man is really bad. He would do this childish thing at such an old age, or in front of so many people.

"I'll go to the bathroom." when Jane Huan stood up, her hip was still numb and painful, and then she left the restaurant despite Mrs. Huo's inquiry.

"Huanhuan..." Mrs. Huo was full of guilt, then turned her head and stared at her little son. Why didn't she know he was so ungrateful?!

Huo Mo Ting sat back at the table. Huo Zhongxiao on the left frowned and asked, "what's going on?"

"Don't be careful." Huo moting said calmly, took a paper towel and wiped his hands.

Huo Zhanming slapped the table heavily and rushed up angrily: "not careful? You've been careful all the year round!"

At this time, Yan Jingshen took out a Duan inkstone and put it at Huo Zhanming's hand: "Grandpa, this is for you."

Huo Zhanming is very keen on calligraphy and naturally loves inkstones. He immediately diverted his attention and weighed it in his hand.

"Did it cost a lot of money?"

Yan Jingshen pulled the corners of his mouth: "as long as it's practical."

Didn't the inkstone in the study smash Huo Mo Ting yesterday? This... Just makes it up.

Who in the Huo family doesn't know that every time master Huo scolds Huo Mo Ting, the father and son disagree. The chief of staff always greets his son with an inkstone.

Huo Mo Ting leaned back against the back of his chair and looked at Yan Jingshen's "hypocrisy and affectation" filial piety opposite. The haze under his eyes was thicker, so he withdrew his chair and stood up.

"What do you want to do?" Huo Zhanming is as unpopular as Huo Mo Ting is now.

I got a call from the old lady and rushed back by plane from the capital. As a result, he was waiting for him. Who wouldn't be angry?!

"Go to the bathroom." Huo moting dropped three words and turned away from the restaurant.