CEO's Forced Love

When Jian Huan and Huo moting arrived at the courtyard, Huo nianyan was coming down from upstairs with a box about the height of others.

The little guy had some trouble walking because he took something. One foot was high and the other foot was low. He was very unstable.

Jane Huan hurried forward and took the things in his hand: "why don't you let Aunt Zhang help you?"

Huo nianyan's little hands were dirty. Jane Huan looked at the box and covered it with ash. I don't know where he dug the "baby".

Huo Mo Ting just met Huo Zhongxiao outside. The two brothers were talking there and didn't come in.

Jane Huan took a towel from the bathroom, soaked it in hot water, washed Huo nianyan's face and wiped his hands.

One of Mrs. Huo's hobbies is cooking. At the moment, she is cooking with Aunt Zhang in the kitchen. Jane Huan goes in and asks if there is anything to help. Huo nianyan immediately follows her, lies down at the kitchen door and whispers to her. Jane Huan puts down the plate, "what's the matter?"

The little guy took her to the living room, but he wouldn't say what it was.

"What is this?" Jane Huan was surprised to see a violin lying in that box. She squatted down and looked nearby. It was a very good violin. It seemed custom-made and should have been useless for many years. She looked up and asked Huo nianyan, "where did you find it?"

Huo nianyan stood next to her, his small hands behind him, and his tone was very tight.

Jane Huan reached out and touched the panel of the violin. The feeling of her tentacle moved her. She had learned the violin for so many years and had different feelings for the piano. Huo nianyan lay next to her and observed the expression on her face: "do you like it?"

Jane Huan looked at the little guy's eager look and vaguely knew that the little guy wanted to give himself the violin

The man who can play the violin in this family has long passed away.

Jane Huan stared at the violin for a while, closed the box again, pinched the little guy's face and said, "hide it!"

"Don't you like it?" Huo nianyan pouted and frowned.

Jane Huan knocked on his forehead: "this piano has its own owner. In the future, you can't take other people's things casually, you know?"

The little guy puffed his cheeks and didn't want to move the piano to the storage room again.

Huo moting and Huo Zhongxiao came in from the outside and frowned when they saw the violin on the tea table in the living room. They knew that Huo nianyan secretly took it out. They didn't say much. They asked Aunt Zhang from the kitchen to put it back upstairs.

Huo nianyan was very unhappy. He stared at Huo moting, struggled to hold the crowing "meat balls", and stepped heavily on the stairs back to the room.

"Huanhuan, come and help me choose celery." Mrs. Huo suddenly asked Jane Huan to help.

Jane Huan entered the kitchen. The old lady sighed and said, "little three, he didn't mean anything else. The piano was special for Shuyuan. It was put in the storage room on the third floor with her relics. After all, it was the thing of the dead, and we didn't want to use it."

"I know." Jane Huan nodded. She was not ignorant. Naturally, she knew the truth that "the dead is the greatest".

Mrs. Huo probably didn't expect that Jane Huan was so generous. She couldn't help looking at her more. Jane Huan remembered the set of skin care products given to her by Zhiqiu, so she went to the car and gave it to the old lady. The old lady looked at the skin care products strangely and said, "reading about the child is trying to please you!"

"Alas, the child doesn't know anything. I'm afraid you and Xiao San will send him to the capital."

Speaking of her good grandson, Mrs. Huo couldn't help sighing, but what can I do? This matter involves too much. The interests entrenched by the Huo family and the Xu family over the years can no longer be clarified. If the Xu family knows the truth, they don't know how to make trouble.

Jane Huan was also sad. Before dinner, she specially went upstairs to shout Huo to read words and come down for dinner.

The little guy was playing with a model plane in the room. When he saw her go in, he glanced at her and turned his back. It was "meat balls" sticking out his tongue and circling around Jane Huan.

"What's the matter?" Jane Huan sat down by the bed and looked down at his little face. He immediately stopped looking.

"Still unhappy about what happened just now?" Jane Huan saw that he was silent. After a while, she said, "I like the piano, but it already has its own owner. If I take it without authorization, its owner will be unhappy. But I'm still very happy, because I didn't expect reading to be so good to me."

Huo nianyan glanced at her quietly, snorted disapprovingly and continued to play his own game.