CEO's Forced Love

Jianhuan cut the Hami melon piece by piece and put a toothpick before sending it to Huo nianyan.

Huo moting changed his casual clothes and came down from upstairs. He carefully saw the scald ointment on the table: "who's hurt?"

"Just now, I accidentally didn't hold the soup bowl. I was splashed with a few drops of soup. It's no big deal." Jane Huan stretched out her hand and let him see that there were no blisters on the back of his red hand.

"Come here." Huo Mo Ting sat down on the chair, pulled apart the next chair and said to her.

As soon as Jane Huan sat down, he opened the ointment and prepared to wipe it on her hand. She shrank, but he held it: "what are you hiding without wiping the medicine?"

"Aunt Li has wiped it for me."

Huo Mo Ting pushed the ointment onto the back of her hand: "apply it again, it's good fast."

"Which doctor said that?" the ointment was applied to his hands coolly. His gesture was very light. Jian Huan was sweet in heart and her cheeks were slightly red.

Huo Mo Ting looked up and looked at her: "I said it myself."

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After dinner, Jian Huan felt chest tightness today and proposed to go to the meeting. Huo moting didn't say whether it was good or not, but he went with him after all.

Huo nianyan was the most active. Without the invitation of Jane Huan, he spontaneously helped her and Aunt Li clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and then ran to the porch to change shoes.

Ten minutes' walk from Qinyuan, there is a relatively prosperous night market.

When it gets dark, the night market is brightly lit, and snack stalls can be seen everywhere. Jian Huan leads Huo nianyan in front, and Huo moting follows.

The little guy clearly had dinner, but he was greedy for everything. He looked at Huo moting behind his eyes and said happily: "I want to eat banana silk drawing."

Jane Huan didn't bring out the money, but she reached out to ask Huo Mo ting for it. The latter coldly gave her her wallet directly.

While Huo nianyan and passers-by were not paying attention, Jane Huan stood on tiptoe, kissed Huo moting's face, and then went to help her son wait for the banana silk drawing.

Huo Mo Ting came to her side. They hung their hands and their backs were close to each other. Then he clenched her hand.

“……”

Jane Huan didn't go to see him, but tacitly shook his slender and beautiful hand. The heat in the oil pan made her face red.

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When Huo moting's mobile phone came in, he was sitting in a large stall in the night market, watching his mother and son eating a bowl of beef fried rice.

It's a public telephone number, Fengcheng local.

He took his cell phone, walked out of the stall, and walked some way before answering the phone: "who?"

"..." there was no sound.

Huo Mo Ting was just going to hang up the phone. Xu Zhenning's voice sounded over there: "before, why didn't I know you were so considerate?"

"Where are you?" Huo Mo Ting asked. He looked around and thought she was nearby.

"You are willing to sit in such a low-grade place for her and eat a plate of fried rice for less than ten yuan. You don't want to come to the hospital to see me. Huo moting, do you have a heart? I'm lame because of you. Do you hear me? Because of you, I can't walk like a normal person in the future!"

Xu Zhenning's voice was angry and unwilling: "you'd rather have a divorced woman than me..."

"Where are you now?" Huo moting heard her say "divorced woman". Her eyebrows tightened and her low voice cooled down.

"Why, are you afraid too? Huo moting, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that I will announce whether she has been married or your sister-in-law's daughter?"

Xu Zhenning clenched his teeth and said, "I will publish all this, but I won't tell you when!"

Huo Mo Ting's face was gloomy. The phone had been put on there. He quickly dialed back. The woman who answered the phone was a loud woman. Huo Mo Ting asked her address. When the other party said it, he directly chased it. In fact, it was a telephone booth in a dead corner next to the night market: "where was the woman who called here just now?"

The boss is a woman of about 40 years old. He may have never seen such a handsome and restrained man in his life. For a moment, he stuttered: "take... Take a taxi!"

She couldn't say the license plate number.

Huo Mo Ting looked at the cars coming and going on the road with his eyebrows locked. He didn't know which step had gone wrong. How could Xu Zhenning know everything and rule it out again *, he remembered that Huo Yiwei seemed to live in the hospital these two days, dialed the bodyguard's phone, and asked Huo Yiwei if she had contacted anyone these two days.

The bodyguard knows that Huo moting has a bad temper. He warned himself before that if things go wrong, let him pack up and leave!