CEO's Forced Love

"Do you want to eat?" asked Jane Huan, a little flattering. After all, this is the father of the man she loves.

Huo Zhanming rubbed breakfast at his old comrade in arms' house during morning exercise just now. The nanny's cooking is not good. She has been tired of breakfast for ten years, but he smelled the fragrance of noodle soup and looked at the bowl of crisp fish noodles. He still walked over. Jian Huan opened his chair. He looked at her and sat down.

Jane Huan went to the kitchen to pour a dish of vinegar. She overheard Mrs. Huo mention that the old chief has a quirk in eating noodles and likes to dip in vinegar.

"Where are the old three?" Huo Zhanming asked first.

Jane Huan put the vinegar dish next to him and said, "he's still sleeping. Maybe he was too tired last night."

"Laziness is laziness. What's the reason?" Huo Zhanming hummed twice and squinted Jian Huan: "he's my son. I know what virtue he has."

“……”

Huo Zhanming snored and ate two mouthfuls of noodles. Suddenly, he looked up, stared at Jane Huan's stomach and asked her, "is it a boy or a girl?"

Jane Huan was stunned. She understood what he meant and hurriedly said, "it's only a few weeks now. I can't see the child's gender. Moreover, the general hospital doesn't tell me. I'm afraid some families that value boys over girls will knock out the child when they know it's a girl."

Huo Zhanming's mouth twitched, but he looked at Jian Huan's flat stomach, but his face softened. Nianyan was not in China at the time of birth. He was a grandfather and didn't even hold his children. On this thought, he said, "I heard Huizhi say that you're going to live abroad?"

Jian Huan doesn't know whether Huo moting means to settle down or live for a few years.

Huo Zhanming saw that she didn't speak. While stirring her face, he said, "it's safer to stay at home now that the international situation is so chaotic. As a family member of a soldier, he wants to be a citizen of other countries all day and looks proud. At that time, if there are people tied up, don't expect me to save you with an old face."

"..." Jian Huan didn't expect Huo Zhanming to be so indignant.

Huo Zhanming glanced at her: "what are your plans when you have a baby?"

Jane Huan said she wanted to go to school, and Huo Zhanming agreed with her: "it's good to learn more while you're young. When you finish your month, I'll help you contact some of the better universities in the capital, including Fengcheng. If you like anything, you can also tell me."

Jian Huan: "

For Huo Zhanming's proposal, Jane Huan dare not say bad, but she dare not answer casually. After all, she promised Huo moting first.

"You used to be a violin teacher who read words. I think you can try the literary troupe of the army..." Huo Zhanming said.

Huo moting came downstairs over there. He just heard Huo Zhanming's words and interrupted his father: "we will go abroad in mid June at the latest."

Huo Zhanming glared at his son, "I think you've been brainwashed by capitalism." after that, he put down his chopsticks, got up with his hands on his back, put on his face and left.

Huo Mo Ting entered the restaurant and sat down in the position Huo Zhanming had just taken.

"I'll cook noodles for you." Jane Huan put down her chopsticks. As soon as she stood up, he suddenly held her hand.

Looking back, Jian Huan looked at the man leaning on the chair. Huo moting's slender fingers held her soft palm: "why do you get up so early?"

"I woke up by the trumpet. I couldn't sleep, so I got up."

Jane Huan pinched his hand back, loosened it and went into the kitchen. Soon, there was a sound of pots and pans.

After sitting for a while, Huo moting got up. He was wearing straight trousers and shirt. He walked in and saw Jian Huan who was cooking noodles there. He stared at her. Then he went over and hugged her from behind. Jian Huan turned his head and smiled: "wait outside. Inside, the smell of oil smoke is a little heavy."

Huo Mo Ting stretched out his hand and opened the lid of the pot. A burst of Crispy Fish fragrance came face to face. He hugged her with one hand and closed the lid again with the other: "let the nanny do it later."

"It's all right to dislike it anyway," Jane Huan gently pushed him away and stirred it with chopsticks: "bring a bowl."

Huo moting let go of her, really went to the cupboard, opened the cupboard door and took out a soup bowl.

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When they returned to the table, Huo moting put the bowl of freshly cooked noodles in front of her and took away the bowl of cooled noodles she had eaten.

Sometimes, if you care about a person, you can't see him suffer a little injustice, including eating her cold noodles.

Jane Huan wanted to get back her bowl of noodles: "I've eaten this bowl."