CEO's Forced Love

At the end of the call, ye Zhiqiu walked back and saw a man standing at the door of the funeral home, wearing a suit and shoes, facing her sideways, also making a phone call.

It was her little uncle who cursed many times in her heart.

She thought he hadn't told grandpa yet.

People of his age always think twice before they do anything. It is estimated that they will tell Han Jingqiu in the evening, and then Han Jingqiu will convey it to Grandpa.

Rather than accept passively, it's better to take the initiative, even if she needs to do something.

On this thought, ye Zhiqiu walked over and stood behind him, staring at him.

Huo Zhongxiao soon noticed. He turned around and saw her. He was not much surprised. He took a look and continued to answer the phone.

"I'll go back in a few days... Don't sell... Um..."

Ye Zhiqiu waited patiently.

While waiting, she thought a lot of things, crazy mother, father who abandoned his wife and daughter, loneliness of young exile, many, many.

Huo Zhongxiao finally hung up the phone, turned and left without looking at her again.

"Little uncle." Ye Zhiqiu hurriedly stretched out his hand and hurriedly pulled the white shirt exposed from his cuff.

Huo Zhongxiao stopped and looked back at the brave girl who loved acting. There was no expression on his face: "what's the matter?"

It was a tone of alienation.

It was quite different from helping her repair her car in the community yesterday. As for this change, she blamed her dishonesty and testing his left hand just now.

I regret it for a moment.

"Little uncle, did I see you the night before yesterday?" she said first, with beautiful cat eyes and careful eyes.

No longer the provocative look of his hand on his thigh.

Huo Zhongxiao took her hand off his sleeve without a trace, looked at her faintly, pushed the door and was about to enter.

Ye Zhiqiu became more and more uneasy. He bit his teeth, caught up, and took his arm regardless.

"Let go," he ordered in a low voice

She hung her head. The next second, tears had fallen down and splashed on the back of his hand with a burning temperature.

Men are always powerless to women's tears. No matter how tough their hearts are, they will give in.

Huo Zhongxiao frowned, but his face eased slightly. Looking at her again, she was really a child. How can she care with her: "clean up and go in."

"Little uncle, I already know I'm wrong."

Ye Zhiqiu's hand on his arm slowly fell down, with a temptation. His finger touched his tiger's mouth. Seeing that he didn't respond, he probed into his palm, held his slightly rough hand, raised his head, his long curly eyelashes stained with wet water vapor, red circles under his eyes, stubborn and wronged: "don't tell Grandpa?"

"Little uncle, you may not know that I have been living alone in Vancouver since I was 12 years old. I have never been to such a place before. In fact, one of my classmates lied to me that time. She told me that she was going to have a drink. I didn't expect it to be a bar."

As he spoke, tears swirled in his eyes.

She lowered her head, poked his palm with her index finger and middle finger, and her voice was hoarse: "no one at home cares about me, and no one taught me how to guard against bad guys. My friend told me that if I want to dress like that, those * dare not bully me. I promise you, I won't go in the future."

Huo Zhongxiao's palm itched and found her movement. Her eyebrows tightened. She just wanted to get rid of her restless hand. She had loosened her hand first.

"Little uncle, I will listen to you in the future. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Huo Zhongxiao was silent.

Ye Zhiqiu took a half step forward, raised his hand, grabbed a button on his suit, turned it gently, and his forehead was almost close to his suit. His low voice was very soft: "Grandpa's health has been bad, I don't want to make him angry, little uncle, don't tell him, okay?"

"You used to beg so much?" there was a man's voice above your head.

Ye Zhiqiu was worried, but he just took another half step forward. Next to his body, he raised his eyes and looked at his deep eyes: "this is my first time to ask for someone. If anything is wrong, little uncle, don't be angry. I really promise not to make mistakes again."

Huo Zhongxiao has never met such a child. It seems simple but very complex. You don't know what she said is true. Obviously, she is still very young, but every action she makes is provocative / funny, and her cat's eyes will stare at the man.

"You don't have to promise me anything," he said faintly.

Ye Zhiqiu looked up at him again. The cat's eyes washed by tears were very clear.

People have been pushed away.

Huo Zhongxiao took off her hand holding the button of his suit. Her voice was still deep without any emotion: "the person you should guarantee is in the lounge."

When he finished, he passed her.

Ye Zhiqiu had never met such a person who didn't enter the oil and salt. Especially his last sentence made her spend the morning uneasily.

At the funeral, she subconsciously looked for his figure. Fortunately, he was not with grandpa or Han Jingqiu.

She was a little relieved.