CEO's Forced Love

As soon as he picked it up, there came the child's voice pretending to be mature: "what are you doing?"

Jian Huan can even imagine Huo nianyan lying on his back on the sofa, shaking a pair of short legs and a bulging belly.

The indifference when talking to Su Manrong faded. Jian Huan naturally softened her voice: "something's going on outside. What about you?"

Huo nianyan hummed twice, his tone was a little unhappy: "watching cartoons, there are still a lot of homework to do."

"Go back and I'll teach you."

"But I'm in dad's company."

Jane Huan: "I've finished my work. I'll pick you up on the way, and then go to Qinyuan to get my schoolbag."

The little guy was very satisfied with her arrangement. He explained again before hanging up.

Jane Huan put away her mobile phone. Su Manrong had stared at her and asked tentatively, "was that voice reading words on the phone just now?"

Jane Huan didn't deny it.

Su Manrong suddenly changed her look and deepened her strength in holding Jian Huan's hand: "are you dating Mo Ting?"

"So what?" Jane Huan said and turned to go, but Su Manrong said anxiously, "Huanhuan, you can't be with Mo Ting!"

"I like him. Why can't I be with him?"

"Because your father is his..." Su Manrong suddenly kept silent, as if he realized what he had said wrong, and his face turned pale for a moment.

Jane Huan looked at her aggressively: "who is my father from Huo Mo Ting?"

Su Manrong took a step backward and bumped into the table. The whole person was tottering: "you won't be happy together."

Then she took Jane Huan's hand again, and her eyes almost begged: "just take it as your mother. Please go abroad with your mother. You are still young. What kind of boy do you like? Tell your mother that your mother knows a lot of people in Ireland and can introduce you."

"I didn't know that my sister-in-law pried my corner behind my back."

Jian Huan and Su Manrong turn around at the same time——

Huo Mo Ting strode over, his suit was straight, his momentum was fierce, his thin lips were tight, and his face was unhappy.

Su Manrong looks ugly and hasn't recovered from the shock. Huo moting has stood beside Jian Huan.

Jane Huan dropped her eyes. There was already a bony hand on her shoulder. Huo Mo Ting didn't say anything. He hugged her and turned away.

Jian Huan was hugged out of the cafe by Huo moting. He saw the window of the driver's seat of a car coming down not far away. Lin Qian nodded to him.

Almost in an instant, Jane Huan understood what was going on.

When Huo moting stuffed him into the co pilot's seat, Jane Huan couldn't help looking up and asked him, "you sent someone to follow me?"

A slender, well boned hand reached over, pushed her head into the car, and the door slammed shut.

Jian Huan saw Su Manrong eagerly chasing out through the window. Huo moting had already got on the bus. Without looking at Su Manrong, she started the car. When Su Manrong was about to touch the door, Bentley Europe galloped past her and disappeared at the intersection in front of her.

Su Manrong stood at the door of the cafe. The waiter didn't seem to hear him. He was unstable holding the street lamp post next to him.

Thinking of the way Huo moting took Jian Huan just now, she only felt a burst of overwhelming powerlessness. How could this happen?

My daughter, whom I haven't seen in more than 20 years, appeared in front of her again, but as the object of her uncle's blind date

And Jian Huan's sentence "I like him, why can't I be with him" poked Su Manrong's heart, which made her even feel difficult to breathe.

If Jane Huan really married Huo moting——

Su Manrong didn't dare to think about it. If she could really face those things in the past, she wouldn't have to avoid living abroad for more than 20 years.

She stumbled back to the cafe, sat in the booth for a long time, took out her cell phone, dialed the Huo family's landline, picked it up at the other end and said, "Mom, Dad hasn't returned to the capital yet? I have something to tell you... Well, it's more important... Dad has gone to a meeting? OK, I'll go back at dinner."

After hanging up the phone, Su Manrong took a sip of orange juice, but he only felt bitter and cold.

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When the car was driving on the road, the air pressure in the car was very low, and only the sound of tires rubbing the ground came continuously.

Jian Huan sat in the co pilot's seat. The seat belt she was wearing made her feel very hard to turn around. The silence of the men around her made her feel nervous. She knew that Huo Mo Ting had guessed her relationship with Su Manrong, and such silence always showed his unhappiness.