CEO's Forced Love

"I have to go back to cook, so I'll go first." Jane Huan took out a fifty yuan note from her wallet and pressed it under the coffee cup: "let's make it."

Yan An'an saw that she was so "polite" to herself, especially when she saw that Jane Huan really wanted to go, she got up eagerly: "are you still blaming me for treating you so much before?"

Jane Huan also saw that Yan'an had changed, but it couldn't make her and Yan'an become an aunt who talked about everything.

In fact, Jian Huan heard from Yan'an's words just now that Yan'an is holding grievances for himself, but these have little to do with himself now.

"I can't remember everything before."

Yan an looked at the man's bag. "In fact, you haven't forgotten my brother, have you?"

Jane Huan looked at her in surprise, but soon said, "we're divorced."

"Many couples divorced and remarried," Yan'an stared at Jian Huan. "If my brother breaks up with Huo Yiwei, would you still like to join him?"

"No if," said Jane Huan lightly, "you should go back earlier."

Jane Huan withdrew her chair and got up. She heard a man's low and slow voice behind her: "what if I really broke up with Yi Wei?"

With a tight heart, Jane Huan suddenly turned back and saw Yan Jingshen who didn't know when to stand behind her.

His dark eyes were fixed on her face. He was tall and straight. His gentle and affectionate expression made her seem to return to that midsummer. The big boy who fought and injured her under the Boulevard stared at her: "what if I break up?"

Yan Jingshen asked again.

"That's impossible." Jane Huan picked up her things and walked away without looking back.

Although the broken mirror can be reunited, the crack can never go away. Some people choose to turn around again and again and never return to the origin.

When in love, she can love deeply; If she doesn't love, she will simply let go and don't allow herself to muddle through.

Yan Jingshen stood where he was, and Jian Huan walked past him. The smell of her body remained in the air.

The fragrance of daisy, faint, with a little bitterness of coffee.

Yan'an watched Jian Huan and didn't look back until she came out of the cafe. Some were lost, but they weren't reconciled. They couldn't help complaining about Yan Jingshen.

"Why is it so slow?" she just secretly texted him when Jianhuan wasn't paying attention, just to set him up with Jianhuan.

Yanjing pulled back his chair, sat down where Jian Huan had just sat, leaned back on the back of the chair, and had a cup of coffee on the table.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the RMB.

Yan'an bit her lip: "brother, are you really going to get engaged to Huo Yiwei? What about Jane Huan? What will she do in the future?"

Yan Jingshen turned to look at the road view outside and narrowed his eyes slightly. He couldn't see what he was thinking in his heart.

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Jian Huan left the cafe and walked to the bus stop. She received a call from Huo moting: "have you gone home?"

She put down the two heavy bags and shook her arms. "No, I'm waiting for the bus. Are you off duty?"

"It'll be a while."

Holding the mobile phone, Jane Huan didn't answer, and the other end was silent.

Listen to each other's breathing quietly, but there is no discomfort at all.

Jian Huan saw a bus coming from a distance: "the bus is coming. I won't tell you first."

"Be careful on the road."

Listening to his magnetic baritone, Jane Huan was in a good mood and looked at the suit in the paper bag: "go home and surprise you!"

"What?"

"No, bye bye." Jane Huan didn't give him a chance to ask, and hung up the phone in a hurry.

Looking at the brand-new suit and shirt, her hand acid seemed to disappear immediately. She picked up her things again and ran to the bus stop to catch the bus.

Maybe it's rush hour, and it's located in the downtown area of Fengcheng. I didn't squeeze up two buses.

Jane Huan looked at the crowd at the bus door, looked at the things in her hand, and flinched.

Even passing taxis carry passengers.

Jane Huan looked at her mobile phone. It was already more than five o'clock. She couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she thought of cooking.

Just as she was considering whether to take the bus in the opposite direction, get off at the first few stops and take the bus back, a Lexus stopped next to her.

Yan An'an's face appeared on the side of the half lowered window: "where are you going? Let's see you off."

Jane Huan looked into the car. Yan Jingshen was in the driver's seat. She shook her head: "no, I'll just wait for the car."