CEO's Forced Love

Her face turned pale, and an ominous premonition hit her. Her lips were silent. She shouldn't have. Yang Xian said that her legs had been saved

Huo moting returned to the company in the afternoon and stood in front of the window. He had something on his mind. He smoked a lot. The air in the office was choking.

When Jane Huan proposed to have a showdown with his parents in the past, he didn't say it on the spot. When they were just together, he had no scruples. He dragged her hand to his father and dared to say and do anything. Instead, now, without the decisive killing in the mall, he is afraid that a little accident will hurt her and her children.

He could not tolerate the Xu family humiliating her again and again, but he was subject to this matter everywhere

In the evening, Huo moting was the first to leave the company. He went directly from the elevator to the parking lot, took the car and went to school to pick up his son.

He didn't have much patience with his children. Before he wanted Jane Huan to get pregnant again, he just wanted to tie her around him. Now, seeing that she was really going to have a big belly, he was not happy at first. He held her in his arms and could only touch but not enter. When it was most unbearable, he could only linger at the door.

Huo moting came to school to pick up the children these days. Except the first day, Huo nianyan waited at the door for the next few days.

Seeing his car, he ran over immediately. Without him getting off, he opened the door, climbed up, sat in his seat and fastened his seat belt.

When approaching Qinyuan, Huo moting called home and informed Jian Huan that she was ready to go out. When the car drove to the door of the villa, Jian Huan had carried her bag out. She was wearing a pair of comfortable flat shoes, jeans and V-Neck Sweater.

Huo nianyan lay on the window and saw Jane Huan coming. He unfastened his seat belt, climbed from the co driver's seat to the rear seat with his butt pouted, and then opened the door.

Jane Huan looked at the co pilot's seat and hesitated for a second. She still chose to sit with her son.

Huo nianyan these two days, fell in love with playing with knitting bracelets. He saw many senior girls playing with this in his physical education class. He just waited for Huo moting at the school gate. He bought a two yuan thin colored rope in the nearby shop and thought that he would ask Jian Huan to make one for himself when he got home.

Now, in Huo nianyan's eyes, Jane Huan knows everything, cooking, knitting scarves, playing the violin and, of course, a bracelet.

So he took out three thin colored ropes and put them in Jian Huan's hand: "you... You make me a bracelet, that's it."

Huo nianyan didn't know what to say, but just made random gestures. When Jian Huan went to school, girls also liked this thing. He soon understood the meaning of the little guy. He tied the three ropes together and asked Huo nianyan to hold the rope in the middle of the knot and fiddle with two thin ropes from left to right.

Looking at the bracelet patterns made up a little bit, Huo nianyan felt very magical and excited. It was even better than those made up by senior girls!

"Well... Can you make up more?" he wanted to give it to Wu Liaoming and them.

Jianhuan readily promised that on the way to the military area command compound, she made up four bracelets at once and asked Huo if his words were enough?

Huo nianyan lay on her legs, two chubby little hands, propped his chin, looked at her empty wrist and said, "make one yourself."

After thinking about it, I thought it was not very good. The little guy scratched his ears, sat up straight, tied three ropes, and asked Jane Huan to hold both ends of his head and tail: "let me help you make it up!"

Huo nianyan's style of learning is very different. After making up a section, he found that the pattern is wrong.

Jian Huan instructed her from the side. The little guy thought she was wordy. He tooted his mouth and continued to explore himself: "go this way first... Then there."

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Jane Huan looked up and looked in the rearview mirror. The man in front was driving attentively.

She thought of what she said to him after lunch. At that time, Huo moting didn't object but didn't agree. Therefore, she didn't know what his attitude was.

Without Huo moting's nod, Jian Huan did not dare to confess his divorce to the two elders of the Huo family.

On the way, Huo moting's cell phone rang. He simply replied, "well, we'll be there soon... Near Ji Ninglu."

Mrs. Huo should have called to urge them.

When they arrived at the door of Huo's yard, Mrs. Huo had looked around the door. When she saw the car, she came over with a smile: "coming?"

"Mom." Jane Huan called the old lady politely.