CEO's Forced Love

In fact, even Yan Jingshen doesn't know why he cares about Jian Huan so much that he is depressed and uncomfortable.

When he saw her show love with Huo moting, he was full of anger and jealousy.

If he was lucky to say those "ifs" to her a few times ago and wanted to determine his position in her heart, today, when he turned back to the house, he saw her kissing with Huo Mo Ting as if there were no one else. When he saw the ring on Huo Mo Ting's ring finger, he knew his heartache.

Not unwilling, not unwilling to admit defeat, but really in heartache, giving birth to a sense of helplessness abandoned.

When Yan's mother called, Yan Jingshen was sitting on the roof of the hotel overlooking the high-end private cars driving into the parking lot.

"Depth of field, where have you been?" Yan's mother was worried. After the accident, her son suddenly disappeared.

Yan Jingshen twists out the cigarette butts, spits out a blue and white smoke ring, goes downstairs and opens the door of the suite. Huo Yiwei, who used to sit by the bed wiping her tears with a paper towel and sobbing, is wearing a beautiful pink dress. He immediately jumps into his arms. She is very beautiful.

"Depth of field, how can my grandparents do this? Don't treat me as their granddaughter?"

Yan Jingshen wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingers. Such tenderness made Huo Yiwei feel more and more aggrieved and sad. She thought Yan Jingshen would comfort herself for a few words. Unexpectedly, he smiled and said, "Why are you crying? It's not your grandparents who are engaged to you. You can't cry again when I don't come."

Huo Yiwei was stunned and suddenly couldn't cry.

——————————

Mrs. Huo followed her son home. Of course, this home refers to the villa here in Qinyuan.

Because Huo moting and his son live in Jindi art world with Jian Huan these days, no one lives in Qinyuan, so Aunt Li took a few days off.

Mrs. Huo sat in the living room with her grandson and occasionally turned her head to look at Jane Huan, who was busy up and down. She was painful and happy. It is undeniable that Jane Huan is indeed a good daughter-in-law. Although she was born in a small family, her speech and behavior are not vulgar. She is beautiful and hardworking. Most importantly, she has a common topic with herself.

Huo nianyan was playing flying chess with the old lady. He saw that the old lady was a little distracted. In the firelight calcium carbide room, xiaopang picked up his chess piece and jumped directly near the end. He glanced at old lady Huo. He covered his mouth with one hand and was just about to take back the hand holding the chess piece. The old lady had slapped on the back of his flesh hand.

"Oh!" the little guy cried out in pain.

Mrs. Huo proudly put his chess pieces back: "I finally caught you! I noticed you last time I played chess. Be careful!"

——————————

Jane Huan cleaned up a bedroom on the second floor and made a pot of tea for the old lady, which made Mrs. Huo feel sorry.

Mrs. Huo asked for help. Jane Huan said, "I've almost cleaned up. Sit down and I'll go to the nearby supermarket later."

When Jian Huan was making the bed sheet in the old lady's temporary bedroom, Huo moting came from the study and leaned against the door to look at her busy figure.

When she put the sun dried pillow and quilt back on the bed, she turned around and saw him: "Why are you standing here?" her cheeks were a little red.

He came over and offered to help her make the quilt.

Compared with going to the restaurant for dinner, Jian Huan actually enjoyed the atmosphere of eating at the same table as the family, so she told Huo moting what she thought.

"I'll go with you." he thought for a moment and spoke.

Jane Huan: "I'll just go myself. There aren't many things anyway. Go and be busy."

He took his wallet and turned to go downstairs. Huo Mo Ting suddenly grabbed her little hand. She looked back puzzled. He said, "go together."

Huo nianyan learned that he was going to the supermarket and would follow him if he lost his pencil, but Huo moting faintly rejected it.

It's meat balls that come out from a corner of the villa. They seem to be getting fat again recently, but I don't deny that they are still a noble bulldog.

In fact, Jian Huan imagined a picture when she was a child——

At dusk, in front of him was a cute dog. He went for a walk arm in arm with his husband.

So when Rouyuan walked past Jian Huan, Jian Huan shouted "Rouyuan" and clapped her hands. Rouyuan narrowed her eyes as if looking at Jian Huan. When she found that it was her hostess, she immediately twisted her ass happily and turned around Jane Huan twice.