CEO's Forced Love

She thought she was not a fool, but she couldn't see through Huo moting, and there was an ambiguous veil between them.

In Qinyuan villa that morning, what he said was still fresh in my ears, hard to get

And a series of things he did after that deepened his misunderstanding?

Jian Huan stood in front of the kitchen counter, absentmindedly cooking dumplings. Suddenly, Huo nianyan's soft voice came from behind: "little Jane."

Looking back, sure enough, the little guy came with his hands behind his back.

"What's the matter?" Jane Huan unconsciously softened her voice.

Huo nianyan observed the expression on Jane Huan's face and was relieved when she determined that she was not angry. However, he couldn't help complaining: "little Jane, my father is like that. Don't take it to heart."

Jane Huan touched his soft hair. "No, go outside and do your homework. It'll be fine in a while."

Huo nianyan went out and saw Huo moting sitting there drinking tea. He snorted and swaggered into Jian Huan's room.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Huo Mo Ting glanced at the closed bedroom, and a fiber shadow came out of the kitchen.

Jane Huan put a bowl of dumplings on the tea table and handed the chopsticks to Huo moting.

But he didn't come to pick it up. He glanced at the bowl of dumplings and said in a low and gentle voice, "I don't eat this kind of quick-frozen food."

In Jane Huan's surprised gaze, he raised his eyes to meet her, "change white rice."

Also white rice, really picky

Jian Huan slapped his chopsticks on the tea table. "Whether you like it or not, it's up to you."

Huo Mo Ting frowned and before he could speak, Jian Huan had turned and returned to the kitchen.

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Jian Huan cleaned up the kitchen table. When she came out again, Huo moting was still sitting on the sofa reading magazines.

As for the bowl of dumplings——

Huo nianyan was sitting on the carpet, his face was going to be buried in the bowl, chewing dumplings.

Father and son, a quiet move, the living room was so quiet that there was only the sound of Huliu Huliu eating dumplings.

"Little Jane, are you out?" huonian greeted her with a smile.

Jane Huan sipped her lips and went straight to her bedroom.

When her figure disappeared at the door, Huo Mo Ting raised his head from the magazine and cast his deep eyes on the open door.

Within two minutes, Jane Huan came out with a big schoolbag in her hand.

"Little Jane, put away the book when you have finished your homework." Huo nianyan said to Jane Huan vaguely while eating.

Jane Huan took care of herself to put away her homework: "when you finish eating, I'll send you downstairs."

Because of surprise, the little mouth opened wide, and the newly imported dumplings fell back into the bowl.

Huo nianyan ho got up and was a little nervous, "little Jane, you misunderstood. I didn't intend to go home!"

Huo moting had already stood up from the sofa. He put the magazine on the tea table and said faintly, "trouble."

Jane Huan nodded, "yes."

Obviously, I didn't expect Jane Huan to climb up the pole. Huo Mo Ting looked at her with a slight surprise.

Jane Huan, don't look at him at the beginning.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly came out of his bedroom, "is there anyone at home? How..."

When she saw the beautiful man in the living room, especially the beautiful face of deja vu, ye Zhiqiu blinked and subconsciously looked at Jian Huan. Under the puzzled eyes of Jian Huan, she turned stiffly, ran back to the room and closed the door heavily.

Huo moting narrowed his eyes when facing Ye Zhiqiu. It was also this action that completely scared Ye Zhiqiu away.

When Jian Huan led his father and son away, ye Zhiqiu secretly leaned out of the room, looked around, then rushed back to the room, took his mobile phone and dialed Qin Shousheng's number. As soon as he picked it up, he blurted out: "I saw the naked man in the hotel last time at home!"

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"Be careful on the way back. Bye."

Looking eagerly at Jane Huan closing the door of the unit building, Huo nianyan immediately drooped his small shoulder.

He seemed to think of something. He suddenly turned his head and stared at the man on the side: "Dad, it's all your trouble!"

Huo moting went directly to the side of the car, opened the door, sat in, lowered the window, and said to Huo Nian, who was still lying downstairs and refused to go: "do you want to go?"

Huo nianyan shriveled his mouth and sat in the co pilot's seat reluctantly. "Meat ball" consciously entered the back seat.

"Dad, if you drag me back, I'll be angry with you sooner or later!"

Huo Mo Ting pursed his thin lips and didn't even look. He held his seat belt and complained about his son.

Huo nianyan leaned dejectedly on his seat and occasionally glanced at Huo moting next to him: "Dad, don't you have a girlfriend?"

Huo Mo Ting's hand holding the steering wheel was slender in bone shape, and his index finger tapped a few times, "do you like this white teacher very much?"

Huo nianyan, who was sleepy, was surprised when he heard Huo Mo Ting's cold voice. He answered vaguely: "I like it."

"How do you like it?"

Huo nianyan's little meat hand rubbed his bleary eyelids and suddenly came to the spirit: "Dad, are you going to accept little Jane?"

Huo Mo Ting glanced at him faintly, and there was no more following.