CEO's Forced Love

In the middle of such a large and spacious office, Huo nianyan was wearing a white shirt that dragged the floor, hung his tie as a red scarf around his neck, and was trying to put his laptop on the desk. Unexpectedly, the door opened and stared at the door with a pair of big black eyes.

When he saw a box of unpacked cigarettes on the tea table, Huo Mo Ting's face sank completely.

Jian Huan asked Jingxing to go out first. As soon as he brought it to the door, Huo moting had strode to watch his Huo nianyan vigilantly. Almost as he was about to approach, Huo nianyan put down his notebook and ran away. Before he ran for two steps, he was picked up and dangled in the air with two legs: "let me go, let me go!"

Huo moting casually took a document on the table, and the signature on the last page was written with three words - Huo nianyan!

Jian Huan saw that Huo nianyan was carried with a small face flushed. She hurriedly came forward and grabbed Huo moting's arm: "put the child down first."

Huo moting saw her face slightly Ji and let go of Huo nianyan's collar. The little guy stumbled. Jane Huan hurriedly came forward and helped him.

The door of the office knocked and Jingxing opened the door: "Mr. Huo, over there in the conference room..." several shareholders were in a hurry!

Huo Mo Ting looked coldly and plunged into Jianhuan's arms. Huo nianyan refused to come out, took off his coat, threw it on the sofa and went out.

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The office door slammed shut.

Huo nianyan secretly looked up and made sure that Huo Mo Ting was really gone before he let go of Jian Huan, and then began to move things around in the office.

Jane Huan saw that he wanted to return the goods to their original place and squatted down to pick up the scattered paper.

Soon, Huo nianyan moved things and began to help pick up the paper on the ground, panting and pouting his little ass.

But after picking up a few, he began to be lazy. He simply sat on the ground and watched Jane Huan busy. He was still wearing Huo Mo Ting's shirt and tie.

It took Jianhuan more than half an hour to clean up the documents. When she was cleaning up the garbage on the tea table, Huo nianyan came and climbed onto the sofa and switched the TV to the animation channel. Jianhuan took out an exercise book and a pen from her schoolbag and put them on the tea table: "do your homework first."

Huo nianyan slid down the sofa and sat on the carpet. Instead, he picked up his pen and began to do his homework.

After a while, he raised his small face and looked at Jane Huan: "I don't know why you like old men."

"Then how do you like old women?"

Huo nianyan was choked by Jian Huan's words, rolled his eyes, and muttered in his heart, "I'm not married yet, so I protect it, hum!"

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Jane Huan's cell phone rang many times. She looked at the number she had written down in her heart only once and didn't answer it.

At noon, Huo moting was still in a meeting. Huo nianyan was so hungry that Jian Huan had to take him downstairs for dinner first.

When she came back, Jian Huan specially packed one for Huo moting.

Her cell phone on the coffee table in the office has more than ten missed calls and a text message.

"Huanhuan, I know you have complaints about me, but you can't be angry with Mo Ting because of this. You will regret it in the future."

Jianhuan immediately deleted the text message. Huo nianyan bit the pumpkin pie and looked at her: "Grandpa and grandma don't agree that you are with dad?"

"Why do you think so?" Jane Huan hugged his soft body and felt pity in her heart.

"You look like that when the heroine meets such a thing on Grandma's TV," the little guy despised her, and then said, "Aunt Zhang of yesterday's fruit salad should still help me stay in the refrigerator and have to eat it at Grandma's house at night."

"Nian Yan wants to go to grandma's house very much?"

Huo nianyan said that Bai Xi's face was slightly red and said, "I wouldn't go without fruit salad!"

Thinking of the conversation that ended without illness last night, Jian Huan looked down at Huo nianyan, who was doing his homework. She was worried that Huo Zhanming and the old lady were angry with children who didn't know anything.

Huo nianyan's little meat hand suddenly grabbed her hand and attracted her sideways. "Although I don't think much of you, I'll still say good words for you."

Huo moting returned to the office after the meeting. It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon.

The office was kept spotless. It was quiet. There were primary school students' winter vacation homework books and a fast food bag on the tea table.

He turned and opened the door of the rest room. He was sleeping soundly with a quilt wrapped around his bed. He took off his suit, pulled his tie, hung it on the hanger, untied two shirt collar buttons, and then sat down beside the bed and stared at the two sleeping people for a while. Sleepiness gradually came.

Sleeping Jane Huan felt a dark shadow enveloping her. She opened her eyes faintly and turned slightly to see the man leaning against the head of the bed.