CEO's Forced Love

His eyes were deep and deep, falling on her face, as if he could pierce her disguised mask and see her most real rebellious soul.

In particular, the playfulness at the bottom of his eyes seemed to be despised again, which made her feel inexplicable shame.

In the blink of an eye, ye Zhiqiu's expression returned to normal. She pretended to look back at him calmly, stared at his dark pupils, and slightly raised her lips. Against the background of black and white at the funeral scene, her shallow smile showed that she did not belong to the maturity of a 17-year-old girl.

The cat's eyes on those eyelids are mixed with provocative style.

The man was surprised that she would look back like this, but it was only for a moment. Then he didn't stay any more and followed the man Shi Shi ran.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't take back his sight until the tall and straight figure completely disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

Her mood became very bad, like a ball of wool messed up by cat claws. She couldn't figure out a clue. She was a little flustered and anxious.

Looking around, there were no acquaintances around. She was secretly relieved. She didn't want to stay in this place shrouded in low pressure and slipped out of the funeral home.

Ye Zhiqiu found an obscure corner, took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a while, but still sent a text message to Yan Yu.

Did you work overtime today

She held her cell phone and waited for more than ten minutes, but she didn't get a reply.

Staring at the content of his text message, ye Zhiqiu thought of his tired voice yesterday, thought about it, and sent another one -- [remember to have dinner and rest early.]

Since Yan Yu went to Ottawa, there have been fewer and fewer topics between them. She is not stupid and will not be unaware of this subtle change.

She thought that it should be the reason why we get together less and leave more.

This trip back, she has planned to fly directly to Ottawa to visit Yan Yu, be affectionate, and then go back to Vancouver.

Ye Zhiqiu's gloomy mood was swept away at the thought of having to live with Yan Yu.

She looked around to make sure there was no one, took out a lighter and a cigarette, lit it, just ready to smoke, and Yan Lian's voice came behind her.

"Zhiqiu!"

When ye Zhiqiu turned around, he hurriedly hid his cigarette behind him: "dry... Why?"

"Nothing." Yan Lian was wearing a black waist pleated skirt, long hair curled up, a gauze hat, intellectual and gentle.

Yan Lian caught Ye Zhiqiu's panic, looked behind her, didn't see anything different, pulled off the corners of her lips and said, "your grandfather is eager to see you, so I'll come out and look for you."

"Oh." Ye Zhiqiu looked at her and said faintly, "I'll go in right away."

Yan Lian nodded and didn't play a stepmother's loving drama with her. Before she turned and left, she told her that old Han was in the room.

Ye Zhiqiu stamped out the smoke on the ground and followed up. When passing the parking lot, he glanced at a military green SUV.

I couldn't help looking more.

The car gives her a sense of deja vu, and it's still not very good.

"Whose car is that?" Ye Zhiqiu chased Yan Lian for two steps and asked carelessly.

Yin Lian followed the direction of her finger and saw the horse Herder. "Oh," she said, "that should have been Zhongxiao just now."

Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to ask 'who is Zhongxiao', someone in front called Yin Lian's name.

"Go to your grandfather yourself, and I won't go." after that, Yan Lian had trotted over to help, with a soft voice: "what's the problem?"

That year, old Han was so angry that he drove Yin Lian out of the Han family.

But Yan Lian had a lot of means. Her relationship with the rest of the Han family became better and better over the years. She also ran to the Han family for three days and two days. In order to beg Han's forgiveness, she washed, cooked and wiped the floor.

Ye Zhiqiu felt that Yin Lian could write a novel called on how to become a successful junior in the new era.

At that time, it should sell well in the three places on both sides of the Strait.

……

Walking to the door of the lounge, ye Zhiqiu hesitated again.

In those years, before she angrily went abroad, her grandfather went to the hospital to see her. At that time, she hurt the old man with the most mean language. She accused him of why he wanted to marry his second wife and why he wanted a mop like a garbage bin. She even said that he was the culprit of everything and greeted everyone in the Han family.

I'm afraid that's why Yan Lian moved into Ye's house and the rest of the Han family didn't speak for their mother and daughter.

She was so bad at that time that she was afraid of offending them all.

Later, she lived abroad alone. During the new year's festival, she only took care of her nanny. Especially in the past two years, whenever she thought of her extreme childhood, she didn't regret it, and she didn't know how to face her disheartened grandfather again, like an ostrich, avoiding contact with the Korean family.

"Do you need me to knock for you?" a sarcastic female voice sounded nearby.

Ye Zhiqiu looked sideways and saw Ye Jingyu. He collected his complex mood. He went to the door, held the door handle in his hand, and suddenly turned back: "people and dogs are not allowed to enter."

"Ye Zhiqiu, who are you scolding?" Ye Jing said with a black face and raised the volume angrily.

Ye Zhiqiu's cat eyes bent: "did I say you? What are you excited about?"

When she found the cover, ye Jingyu was angry and ashamed. She knew she couldn't say it. Angrily, she pointed to Ye Zhiqiu's nose: "you, you --"

In response to her, the door slammed shut.