CEO's Forced Love

Mrs. Huo kept on exposing her son's shortcomings: "he hasn't been beaten by his father yet. Before he was eight years old, when his father came back from the army every day, everyone in the courtyard could see me chasing after him with a chicken feather duster and the boy running in front naked. The father and son were hotter than each other."

One afternoon, Mrs. Huo also talked about many interesting childhood stories about Huo moting.

Before Mrs. Huo left, she said with emotion: "soon, the family will be lively again. His father is very happy with his grandchildren."

Send the old lady to a taxi. Jian Huan returns to the study. It's already evening. He closes the study with Xiao Zhao and goes to school to pick up Huo nianyan from school.

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When Jane Huan arrived at school, at 4:47 p.m., she heard the little guy mention that she had to rehearse the chorus before school recently.

When she came to the entrance of the auditorium, Jane Huan heard the song inside. She didn't go in immediately. She strolled around nearby. When she was almost singing inside, she was just ready to go in. On the way, she met Wu Liaoming. The little fat man carried a bag of drinks and saw Jane Huan's eyes shining: "read your mother!"

This group of little guys, each time they see her, they call her a different name, which makes Jane Huan a little uncomfortable.

"Let me carry it for you," said Jane Huan, going to get the bag in his hand.

Wu Liaoming tried his best to protect the bag from Jian Huan: "nianyan, mom, I'll take it. Nianyan said you have a baby and can't be affected."

"Is this what I told you?"

Wu Liaoming nodded and turned his head as he walked. He looked at Jian Huan with a simple expression: "he's happy and invited us to drink soda."

Jane Huan touched his head.

"However, once I went to the bathroom and saw Huo nianyan crying inside. He also argued with me that his eyes had gone into the sand." Wu Liaoming twisted his eyebrows: "nianyan mother, in fact, I know. He's afraid you'll be bad to him if you have a brother."

"..." Jane Huan didn't expect that Huo nianyan cried for it. She thought he really wanted to open it.

"Nianyan mother, if you have your own baby in the future, will you still talk to nianyan?"

Jane Huan's eyes gradually turned red. Facing the child's pure eyes, she nodded with a dry voice: "yes, he is also my son."

"I say Huo nianyan is worrying about the sky!" Wu Liaoming smiled and scratched the back of his head.

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Wu Liaoming took the drink and ran into the auditorium. Jian Huan stood at the door, watched the children disperse in a crowd and gathered around to get the drink.

Jane Huan saw Huo nianyan at a glance. Because she was small, she was crowded around by other children.

Wu Liaoming stretched out his neck and shouted to Huo nianyan, "nianyan, your mother is coming. It's at the door!"

For a moment, all the children turned their heads and looked at the door. Jane Huan blushed at them, rolled up the corners of her lips and smiled friendly.

Huo nianyan took a bottle of drink, scratched his ears and cheeks, and then ran towards Jian Huan. He just sang hard, but now he ran in a hurry. A small face turned red, and fine sweat seeped from his forehead. Jian Huan subconsciously squatted down and grabbed the little guy's little hand: "is the singing finished?"

"HMM." Huo nianyan nodded, looked back, took Jian Huan's hand and walked out: "let's go over there."

Jianhuan sat with the little guy by the pond next to the auditorium. Huo nianyan drank a little half of his drink. He took the paper towel handed over by Jianhuan and wiped his face carelessly. His mood was not very high. Jianhuan asked with concern, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing." Huo nianyan left his small mouth and drooped his small shoulders. The expression on his face didn't seem to be "nothing".

"If you are unhappy, say it out and I'll help you find a way." Jane Huan took the little guy's hand and wrapped it in the palm.

Huo nianyan looked up at her and hesitated: "am I out of tune when I sing?"

“……”

Jane Huan was stunned, and the little guy sighed: "they all said I didn't sing well, and I'm going to play soon. If I can't, why don't I replace it."

"Nian Yan likes singing very much?" Jane Huan clenched his little hand.

Huo nianyan nodded heavily, "like, you can play with everyone. I invite them to eat, and they will bring me food."

"It's more than a week before the game. When I come home from school every day, I'll practice singing with you."

The little guy looked at her suspiciously. Jane Huan stretched out her hand and flicked his forehead: "don't doubt my ability, I'm a music teacher."

Huo nianyan was in a much better mood. He took a big schoolbag and couldn't wait to pull Jian Huan: "it seems that there is no microphone at home. Let's buy one first."

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