CEO's Forced Love

As soon as she entered the subway station with people / flow, her mobile phone rang. It was the phone of Yan's old house.

Jian Huan picked it up, and there came Jiang Yingmei's anxious voice: "Huanhuan, did depth of field come with you? His grandmother suddenly fainted. We were in the ambulance, and depth of field's mobile phone couldn't get through..."

"Mom, don't worry." Jane Huan covered her hot forehead and comforted Yan's mother: "I'll contact him right away."

"Well, I'll take care of your grandmother first!"

After hanging up the phone, Jian Huan immediately called Yan Jingshen and was in a SMS state.

She had to call the company, but the Secretary said Yan was not there.

Jian Huan leaned against the wall and was dizzy. She thought and dialed Yan Jingshen's mobile phone number again.

This time, the phone was miraculously connected. After a few rings, it was picked up: "hello?"

Hearing Yan's depth of field as if she had just woke up, Jane Huan opened her mouth, but a Coquettish female voice sounded at the other end of the phone: "depth of field..."

The sound transmitted by electromagnetic wave is like a bee stinging on Jian Huan's central nerve.

Almost in an instant, she cut off the phone.

There was a momentary blank in Jane Huan's brain. Her mobile phone vibrated frequently in her hand, but she didn't hear it.

The passengers in front came and went in a hurry. There was a buzzing noise around. Jian Huan suddenly came forward and joined the crowd. The charming "depth of field" constantly lingered in her ears. Her eyes became darker and darker, but her breathing became clearer and clearer.

Her shoulder was hit hard, and then her eyes darkened, and her body fell to the ground because of inertia.

Jane Huan wanted to stand up, but her head was particularly heavy. Her chest was like a big stone. She couldn't breathe. Her fingers moved slightly, but she couldn't lift any strength. Her vision became blurred, and her shadowy body kept shaking in front of her.

"Meatballs!" a young boy's cry poured into her eardrum.

Jane Huan blinked slowly. She seemed to see a child with a big schoolbag kneeling on the ground at the wing gate of the subway. He climbed into the station twice, then rushed towards her and ran with a white dog.

……

At the moment when Jian Huan completely fainted, what came to mind was Yan Jingshen's 20-year-old face.

Since she was four years old, Yan Jingshen's name has run through her life.

All good memories in the past have traces of Yan Jingshen.

At the age of 16, she had a high fever in the middle of the night. Yan Jingshen carried her all the way from the mid mountain villa to the hospital. She lay sick and hung drops in bed. He stood by the bed like a straight tree, holding a drop bottle, and accompanied her without eating or drinking.

It is said that when people are in a desperate situation, they can survive as long as they recall their good memories, but Jian Huan is afraid to recall.

Every time she recalls, her heart hurts once, and despair will add another point.

……

Jane Huan opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the white walls and the smell of disinfectant in her nose.

The headache was relieved, but the throat was still dry and the whole person was soft and weak.

She stared up at the ceiling, kept this movement for a quarter of an hour, and then propped herself up to sit up.

However, when she found a scene on the sofa next to her, the whole person froze there——

On the broad sofa, a child fell asleep, his limbs were wide, and his small leather shoes were kicked off, revealing a pair of white, fat feet, curly soft black hair, a white and tender face with a blush, a small pink mouth slightly open, and snoring slightly.

A cream colored Bulldog was pressed under the little guy's right foot. It seemed to have a good heart with its owner. It lay on the sofa and slept soundly with its eyes closed.

The door of the ward was pushed open with a squeak.

Turning to see the nurse come in, Jane Huan subconsciously made a "Shh" action.

The nurse looked at the cute picture on the sofa and the haggard face of Jian Huan. She covered her mouth and smiled. She went to the bedside and said to Jian Huan in a voice: "is your son tired?"

As soon as she heard this, Jane Huan knew that the nurse had misunderstood. She just wanted to explain, but she stopped after listening to the nurse's next words.

"What an old child he is, he is so sensible. He runs here to register and where to pay. The dog is also obedient. You don't know. He takes the bill himself and lets the dog look at you. As long as anyone looks at you more, the dog barks and yells, even the doctor!"