CEO's Forced Love

The lounge was quiet, with only occasional conversations.

Ye Zhiqiu came in angry with Ye Jing. In fact, he wasn't ready. He turned the door handle and wanted to go out. He heard a familiar voice full of anger.

"Since I didn't ask for family leave, I can only rest for a few days."

Every word struck Ye Zhiqiu's heart and prevented her from leaving.

She walked in——

An old man was sitting in a wheelchair with a blanket on his legs. The wrinkled eye folds made Ye Zhiqiu's nose sour. His bent fingers clenched tightly, his fingernails pinched his palm, hesitated and hesitated. When the other party noticed and looked at him, she still bent her lips and called with a smile, "grandpa, I'm back."

There is no repentance, hugging and crying, and there is no resentment six years ago. It is like a child who goes out to play and comes home, with a clean and clear smile.

Han Lao saw her, his body was stiff for a moment, his lips stammered, but his eyes were kind.

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath, maintained a smile on his face, walked over, squatted down beside the old man, put his hands on old Han's legs, raised his smiling face, and the girl's voice was sweet and moving: "have you missed me since I left so long?"

In recent years, although Mr. Han will try his best to get the photos of Ye Zhiqiu in Vancouver, the real person stands in front of him and looks at the more beautiful granddaughter. For a moment, he is excited and speechless. His raised hand is held. She smiles like a flower: "won't you forget me?"

"Nonsense, you are my granddaughter. How could I forget you?!" old Han said in a dissatisfied tone, and his eyes were red.

He touched her face: "thin, in foreign countries, didn't you eat well?"

"How can it?" Ye Zhiqiu raised his arm: "you see, how strong, I'm not the one who will wrong myself."

Old Han smiled and nodded as if he remembered something. He looked at Ye Zhiqiu's back and said, "Zhongxiao, this is sister Jingqiu's child, Qiuqiu."

When she came over just now, she saw the back of a group on the sofa, trimmed hair tips, tall and broad shoulders.

After listening to Grandpa's words, out of curiosity, ye Zhiqiu turned his head and saw the man's long legs, straight trousers, and then looked up——

A black suit, deep and stern, but not old-fashioned, and a big hand on the knee, with prominent bony joints and good-looking outline.

These hands seem to have been seen somewhere.

Ye Zhiqiu saw the face clearly, especially when she looked at her already familiar black eyes, a lot of things flashed in her mind, the military green horse herder in the shade of the trees late at night, her simple and shy smile on the roadside of the community, and her provocative and charming gaze just now... The nest fell for a time, which caught her off guard.

Grandpa patted her on the shoulder with a kind voice: "Qiuqiu, this is Jingqiu's husband, your little uncle."

The line of sight intersected for only a moment. Ye Zhiqiu quietly moved away his eyes, turned back and said to old Han with a smile: "yesterday at home, I heard my little aunt say three words about my little uncle. I was curious about what my little uncle has been like. Now I can see him."

Huo Zhongxiao paused when he picked up the water cup. He heard old Han smile and asked, "now I see it. How can I say it?"

"My aunt and I are golden boys and girls. They are a perfect couple. I will find you such an excellent grandson-in-law in the future."

"Zhong Xiao, did you hear that? The boy praised you!" old Han was in a very good mood.

Huo Zhongxiao looked up and smiled at the Korean old man. Her deep eyes looked at the witty child. She braided fishbone braids on her forehead and her long hair was about to reach her waist. She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes. She was particularly pleased. She suddenly stretched out her hand to him: "little uncle, do you have a gift for the first time?"