CEO's Forced Love

Out of the hospital, "Rouyuan" followed her skillfully, only sobbing once or twice.

It should be asking Jane Huan where her master has gone.

Jane Huan drooped her eyes, and the right one was "meat round", a pair of bright eyes, very kind and full of trust.

... trust her like its little master.

The snack street not far away is still busy. It seems that there is a smell of fried rice floating over.

A taxi stopped beside her: "little girl, do you want a car?"

Almost without hesitation, she opened the door of the back seat and sat in. "Meat balls" jumped up tacitly.

"Where are you going, little girl?" the driver pulled down the price tag.

Jian Huan looked at the snack street outside the window and touched the wrinkled head of "meat round" and "Qinyuan"

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Aunt Li heard the doorbell, dropped her broom and ran over. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Jane Huan outside the door.

"Meat balls" shouted and slipped in with familiarity.

"Miss Jane?" Aunt Li thought she was wrong.

Jane Huan smiled at Aunt Li and looked into the villa, "where's the speech?"

Aunt Li sighed with a headache. "The young master kept losing his temper on the way back from the hospital. When he sent it to the courtyard, he broke the old chief's favorite inkstone. When he sent it here, he smashed a hole in the TV."

Glancing upstairs, Aunt Li lowered her voice: "if you weren't tired, you might have lifted the roof of the villa."

Jane Huan hesitated and stood outside the door. "Aunt Li, can I go in and see him?"

"Of course," Aunt Li was eager for Jane Huan to persuade the little Taisui, "I'm afraid to make teacher Jane laugh."

Jane Huan changed her heels and Aunt Li came in.

The living room was in a mess, the huge LCD TV screen cracked, and the vases on both sides were broken.

Two small cotton slippers with cartoon dogs were thrown at the entrance of the corridor.

Aunt Li stood in front of Huo nianyan's bedroom and knocked on the door: "young master?"

After a while, there came the voice of the little guy in the quilt: "asleep!"

Aunt Li looked at Jane Huan around her and said to the doorway, "young master, teacher Jane is coming."

Huo nianyan had no sound, but there was a faint sound of tables and chairs moving in the bedroom.

After a while, the little guy's hum came, "let her go back, I don't want to see her!"

Jane Huan suddenly felt embarrassed and uncomfortable. She really turned to go, but she was pulled by Aunt Li.

Aunt Li approached Jian Huan with a smile on her face and whispered, "the young master has a good temper with his father. He has opened the chair blocking the door just now. It is estimated that the chain has been opened. If you don't believe it, you can try."

Jane Huan stretched out her hand and gently twisted the door handle. As Aunt Li said, the door opened.

The bedroom was dimly lit, only with a small orange lamp at the head of the bed.

The quilt on the bed is rolled into a pupa.

Aunt Li quit and left Jane Huan in the bedroom.

Walking to the bedside, Jane Huan sat down and gently pushed the little silkworm chrysalis, "are you still angry?"

"Silkworm pupa" didn't respond at all.

Jane Huan wanted to open the quilt, but found that he dragged it to death, and finally gave up.

She sat by the head of the bed, staring at the little "silkworm chrysalis", "if I take you to fried rice now, will you still go?"

The bedroom was quiet and the little guy didn't say a word.

Jane Huan didn't visit Huo nianyan's room when she came back. She looked around. The layout was very monotonous, and there were only a few toys. On the small desk, there was a picture frame. The familiar photos made her get up and walk over.

Picked up the apple shaped photo frame, which was a patchwork photo. Jian Huan found that half of it was her own

She immediately remembered Ye Zhiqiu's angry appearance last time. She said that the group photo of the two people in the living room had disappeared, and ye Zhiqiu's part was finally found under the sofa. As for her, she couldn't be found.

Jane Huan looked back at the "silkworm chrysalis" on the bed. Unexpectedly, he took it away.

Her eyes fell on the other half of the photo. It was Huo nianyan. Although it was smaller than now, she recognized it at a glance. She was white and tender, holding a remote-controlled plane, standing on the grass, grinning and revealing two small white front teeth.

Put the picture frame back, and Jane Huan went to the bed. "Huo nianyan, if I take you home now, will you go?"