CEO's Forced Love

Huo Zhongxiao smiled friendly at Jian Huan and went out first. The door closed. Jian Huan took a deep breath and then walked over.

Until he finished writing a post, Huo Zhanming gave some light to Jian Huan, and then hummed to express his dissatisfaction.

Jane Huan lowered her eyebrows and kept silent.

After a while, Huo Zhanming said, "do you know the purpose of asking Lao San to bring you here?"

Jane Huan really didn't know. Huo moting didn't tell her in detail, and she didn't take the initiative to ask him because she was too nervous.

So he was asked by chief of staff Huo and looked at him blankly.

"Why, do you want me to remind you word by word of the good things you have done?"

Jane was at a loss when she was happy. She didn't know what Huo Zhanming knew: "I don't know what you mean."

"So there's more than one thing you're hiding from me?" Huo Zhanming puffed his beard and stared.

"..." much is lost, and Jane Huan simply stopped talking.

Huo Zhanming saw the way she closed her mouth. He knew he couldn't find any news, so he had to say, "Nian Yan is your son?"

Jane Huan suddenly looked at him, her eyes slightly widened, full of surprise.

Knowing that his son didn't cheat himself, Huo Zhanming eased his look, but he still didn't have a good voice: "I'm still learning to have an extramarital affair at a young age, hum!"

Jane Huan probably guessed that it should be the bottom of Huo moting's leak, but the part about surrogacy was concealed.

She had to say, "I'm sorry."

"Now you know what's wrong? Why have you gone? Have you ever been a mother like this? You haven't even looked at your children for so many years."

“……”

Jianhuan lowers her head and lets Huo Zhanming lecture. Huo Zhanming doesn't stop until her mouth is dry. Jianhuan winks and hands over the tea cup.

Huo Zhanming squinted at her, hummed, took a sip of tea, put down his tea cup and said, "only your grandmother is left in your hometown?"

Jane Huan was stunned. When she understood what Huo Zhanming meant, she hurriedly said, "there is an uncle's family, but the relationship is not very good."

After asking this, Huo Zhanming didn't say more and waved her out.

Mrs. Yan was persuaded downstairs by her mother, but her anger never subsided.

Mrs. Yan was talking with several wives of the Huo family about the Sutra of ear Shun to promote feelings. When she heard someone whispering, "eh? Isn't that our relative? I haven't seen it before. It should be the boy's girlfriend." as soon as she looked up, Mrs. Yan saw Jian Huan coming downstairs.

"I just saw that she seemed to come with Huo San. She looks so beautiful and has a good temperament. I don't know which lady she is?"

Mrs. Yan immediately sneered, which lady... Is just a child's daughter-in-law who depends on others, or a child's daughter-in-law they don't want in depth of field!

At present, he said in a strange way: "this is not necessarily. Which of those women in society who have some means do not climb the high branch?"

The words surprised several ladies nearby. Mrs. Yan proudly bent her mouth and gathered her shawl: "I've grown up a lot, and I've seen a lot of things. I've seen a lot of little girls who like leisure and hate work to please those successful men, but in order to fight less for decades..."

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Jane Huan, standing on the slow walking platform, didn't know that Mrs. Yan was sparing no effort to discredit herself.

Huo Mo Ting is standing in the crowd talking to several men over 40. Most of the time, he acts as a listener and occasionally inserts a word. Jian Huan found him almost at a glance. His suit was crisp, angular and three-dimensional cold facial features showed a mature and proud demeanor.

It seemed that Huo Mo Ting looked at the entrance of the stairs.

He spoke to several cousins around him, and then walked over to her. Maybe he was too tall and attracted a lot of eyes at once.

Jian Huan stood on the steps and didn't move. He looked at him standing two steps away from him. Huo Mo Ting copied one hand in his trouser pocket and stretched the other hand in front of her. She looked at him condescending. His clear black eyes looked straight at her: "come down."

Every girl has a dream of marisu in her heart, and Jane Huan is no exception. When Huo Mo Ting stretched out her hand to her, she felt that she was a popular princess.

Such a successful and powerful man stood under her head and stared at her like that without too much sweet words, but his deep and indulgent eyes were enough to show that he valued you. Jian Huan had to admit that his vanity was greatly satisfied at this moment.

When Jian Huan put her hand into Huo Mo Ting's palm and was held, Yan Jingshen was coming into the house. The visual effect of that moment was very dazzling.