CEO's Forced Love

Jian Huan saw a family photo of Huo Zhanming, old lady Huo, young Huo Zhongxiao and Huo moting. Her eyes fell on the young couple nearby. Su Manrong's face was filled with a happy smile at that time. In her arms was a swaddling baby, and beside him stood a man in a straight military uniform.

Short and thick inch hair, eyebrows and eyes very similar to Huo Mo Ting, eyes deep and sharp, sharp facial features, he put one hand on Su Manrong's waist, and the tenderness captured by the camera seemed to bloom only for the woman in his arms.

The door of the study on the second floor suddenly opened, and the movement inside was magnified countless times. It was the sound of broken porcelain!

Jian Huan looked up and Huo Mo Ting came down from upstairs. He walked very fast and came towards her.

Before she asked what was going on, she held her hand.

Footsteps came from the second floor, followed by Mrs. Huo's eager voice: "Xiao San, where are you going?"

"Let him go, rebel! He shouldn't have been born!" Huo Zhanming's shrill cry floated out of the study.

Huo Mo Ting ignored the situation upstairs. He took Jian Huan's coat and put it on his arm. However, he insisted that Jian Huan put on his cotton padded jacket and threw his bag to her. Regardless of Aunt Zhang, who looked surprised next to him, he changed his shoes in the porch and took Jian Huan out of the house.

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Jane's stride was no more than Huo moting's long legs. She was dragged by him, and her steps were messy and staggered.

Before I got out of the yard, I almost ran into the people who came in from the outside.

Huo Mo Ting suddenly stopped his legs. Jian Huan was unstable. The whole person stuck to his back and saw the person coming.

Huo Yiwei took Yan Jingshen's hand and was surprised when she saw Huo moting standing opposite. When she saw Huo moting holding Jian Huan, her lips opened slightly and wanted to stop talking.

Yan Jingshen's eyes fell thinly on the hands clenched by the men and women opposite. His face was expressionless and even cold.

"Uncle, you..." Huo Yiwei didn't calm down after all. She didn't believe Huo moting would like Jane Huan.

Huo moting turned off the topic: "go in, your mother should need your comfort." then he took Jane Huan and left.

Yan Jing looked coldly at Jian Huan's hand firmly held by Huo Mo ting. When she passed her, his men who had been put in his trouser pocket took it out consciously, but when he was about to touch Jian Huan's other hand, Jian Huan was taken into Huo Mo Ting's arms.

"Come here." Jane Huan's arm is close to his thick chest, and his fingers hold her shoulder with a little strength.

Because of discomfort, Jane Huan couldn't help struggling twice. He tightened his hand on her shoulder. His voice was low and heavy: "I'm not wearing a coat."

Jane Huan looked at the coat in his arms and thought of his thin suit. Then she walked out smoothly.

Yan Jingshen looked at the two close shadows farther and farther away on the ground, and put his hands back in his trouser pocket into a fist, even though his face looked as usual.

Huo Yiwei turned around and looked outside the hospital. Huo moting opened the door for Jian Huan and "waited on" her to sit in. Her chin almost fell to the ground. Did my uncle get his brain caught in the door or kicked by a donkey? She pulled Yan Jingshen's sleeve: "Jingshen, does my uncle really like her?"

Yan Jingshen said faintly, "go in, it's windy outside."

Huo Yiwei took back her eyes and glanced at the corners of her mouth without saying anything.

As soon as they entered the room, they noticed something wrong with the atmosphere. Su Manrong trotted down from upstairs with tears on his face.

Huo Yiwei remembered what Huo moting said in the yard just now. When Su Manrong passed by, she grabbed her: "Mom, why are you crying?"

"Where's your uncle?" Su Manrong looked around, but couldn't find Huo moting and Jian Huan.

"Uncle just took the woman out." Huo Yiwei sniffed at Jane Huan: "Mom, uncle, what kind of eyes do you have? I actually like her. I don't know what fans / drugs she has given her grandmother. If you want a family background, you need a degree, you don't know how messy your private life is..."

"Shut up!" Su Manrong shouted coldly. Huo Yiwei said more and more wantonly.

Huo Yiwei was wronged: "Mom, why do you say so about me for an outsider?"

Su Manrong closed her eyes, took a deep breath, looked at Huo Yiwei with an unhappy face and said, "because she is your sister."

Yan Jingshen, who hasn't spoken for a long time, suddenly looks at Su Manrong. His eyes are so deep that he can't see the content clearly.

"Mom, you're kidding me!" Huo Yiwei frowned and looked a little ugly, but she still didn't want to believe it.