CEO's Forced Love

As soon as Jian Huan's footsteps stagnated, Huo Zhanming raised his eyelids and glanced at her back: "if you receive chemotherapy, you can live for a year and a half. If -- I'm afraid you can't last two months."

She knew that Huo Zhanming said this to herself on purpose. As for her intention, she found that she suddenly didn't want to think deeply.

When Jian Huan came downstairs, Huo Mo Ting just arrived, took off his suit coat and threw it on the back of the sofa.

Huo nianyan nestled in the sofa. Little fat hands twisted a string of qingti. He ate qingti skin everywhere and occasionally giggled.

Mrs. Huo came out of the kitchen with a large pot of soup and asked her little son to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

Huo Mo Ting untied the cuffs of his shirt and looked up to see Jane Huan coming down. Looking at her, his mood was not very high. He didn't go to the bathroom immediately. After she came down, he walked over, looked down at her gently, and his voice was very gentle: "what's the matter?"

"Nothing's wrong. I'll tell you when I get home." Jian Huan didn't want to destroy the lively and happy atmosphere at home. He swept the solemnity on his face, changed his smile, gently pushed him with his hands, and said to the little guy in the living room: "read a word and wash your hands with your father."

Huo Mo Ting saw that she didn't want to say, so he didn't ask any questions, but comfortingly shook her shoulder.

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After dinner, Huo Zhanming came down and saw the third couple sitting side by side. He put on his face again. Seeing Huo nianyan, he immediately stretched out his hand: "come to Grandpa."

Since knowing the origin of Huo nianyan's birth, Huo Zhanming's feelings for the child have become more complex. In addition to caring, he is more distressed.

Holding Huo nianyan on his lap, the old general, who had lived for decades, kindly asked his grandson what he wanted to eat.

In particular, Huo nianyan, who had his hair cut, made his lips red and teeth white and soft. Huo Zhanming's heart was soft. It was carved out of the same mold as when he was a junior.

Speaking of his youngest son, the bright smile on Huo Zhanming's face disappeared in an instant.

When the meal was almost over, Mrs. Huo suddenly said, "Lan Ming and her sister-in-law were at home this afternoon. They had an idea with me. Since Xiao San and Huanhuan have already received the certificate, they should pick a time to make up for the wedding."

When Jane Huan heard the word "wedding", she raised her head. It happened that the old lady asked her, "Huanhuan, do you like Chinese wedding or western wedding?"

“……”

The topic came so suddenly that Jane Huan didn't know how to answer it. She turned her head and looked at the man around her.

Huo Mo Ting's hand has covered the back of her hand. His finger joints are elegant. Under the light, Bai Xi is slender: "we will go back to discuss the wedding. In this regard, mom has more experience than us. I'm afraid I'll still bother you."

Huo Mo Ting's mouth tonight was like wiping honey. She shouted "Mom" one at a time, which made old Mrs. Huo smile and couldn't find the north.

Huo Zhanming coughed and kicked his wife under the table.

Why didn't he know about the wedding?

As a result, Mrs. Huo smiled one by one. As for the small movements under the table, she didn't care at all and completely ignored chief of staff Huo.

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After the weekly report came out, the Huo family can also be described as "chaos". The old lady deliberately didn't let Jane Huan come over those two days.

The morning before yesterday, Mrs. Huo answered the phone. The man at the other end asked, "what's going on? How did the third wife become the daughter-in-law of the Yan family?"

The next morning - "third sister-in-law, last night someone asked me, who is the relationship between the wife of our third brother and the Yan family, really or not?"

On the third day - "did the third really attract / lure the widowed daughter-in-law in her early fifties?"

On the fourth day, Yan Jingshen's sentence "my ex-wife is actually the adopted daughter of the Yan Family" came out. No matter how fierce the rumor was, it failed to break itself.

When Huo Lanming and Mrs. Huo Da Lao went to the door, before the two opened their mouths, Mrs. Huo took a paper towel and sucked her nose. Tears fell down and shocked them on the spot. Then, with a runny nose and tears, Mrs. Huo told her sister-in-law and sister-in-law that Jianhuan was Huo nianyan's close mother.

After hearing this, Huo Lanming and old lady Huoda looked at each other and couldn't digest the truth for a time.

But then they thought that when Jane Huan came home that time, Huo nianyan protected her so much. It was really a continuous mother son fate.

"Then why didn't she come to look for children for so many years?" Huo Lanming listened to the story of old lady Huo and put forward his doubts.