CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu opened her eyes. The surrounding environment was strange and familiar. She touched the wall behind her, pressed the switch, and the light in the room came on.

It's the Han family's former room.

When the door opened, Mrs. Tang came in with a bowl of porridge. Seeing her sitting up, she was relieved: "wake up? Come and have some hot porridge."

"Didn't I watch TV in the living room?" Ye Zhiqiu was still a little dizzy.

Sister Tang put down the plate and said with a smile, "you're asleep. I'm afraid you'll catch a cold below. My uncle brought you to the room."

Uncle?

Ye Zhiqiu's brain slowed down for a few seconds, then remembered Huo Zhongxiao, and subconsciously asked, "where is he?"

"I'm out." Mrs. Tang is lowering her head to make trouble with the porridge. She doesn't realize what's wrong with Zhiqiu's address to her uncle: "she said that a friend asked him to get together."

Ye Zhiqiu 'Oh', took the porridge bowl in Mrs. Tang's hand, took a bite, looked up and asked, "where's my little aunt? Are you back?"

"Miss San has just called and said that there is a performance in the music center, but the previously determined conductor can't go temporarily. Let her replace it."

So Han Jingqiu won't be at home these days.

Do you mean this?

Ye Zhiqiu put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth. Because of the news, his hanging heart fell to the ground temporarily. Even if someone wants to sue, he has to wait for who to come back.

Somehow, she didn't think Huo Zhongxiao was a man who made a small report casually.

"Alas, it's not easy for my uncle to come back. The third young lady is not here yet. At that time, the husband and wife will be separated from each other." sister Tang sighed as she cleaned up the house.

Ye Zhiqiu leaned against the head of the bed and seemed to inadvertently say, "is my little uncle often not at home?"

"Yes, otherwise the third young lady could not still live in the Han family. The third uncle's work is confidential and dangerous."

Mrs. Tang suddenly paused, looked at the door, went to the bedside and whispered to Ye Zhiqiu, the child she had watched grow up before: "there's something I don't know who to tell. Not long ago, the third young lady brought a man back and said that it was the violinist of their orchestra who had stayed in the third young lady's room for a long time."

"Cough..." accidentally, the porridge choked into the trachea.

Sister Tang patted her on the back and said, "you child, why are you drinking so fast? The man saw me when he came downstairs. He was so flustered and empty."

"Does grandpa know this?"

"How dare you tell the old chief? I'll tell you if it's groundless. Otherwise, I'll feel tight in my heart."

The spoon in his hand scooped the porridge. Ye Zhiqiu thought of Huo Zhongxiao's gloomy appearance after Han Jingqiu left in the afternoon. Did he know?

If Han Jingqiu really comes out of the wall

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes moved and a big green hat pressed on Huo Zhongxiao's head. At that time, she would make a deal with him. If he didn't say it, she wouldn't publicize it.

On this thought, she had a big appetite, drank two bowls of porridge, and finally lay satisfiedly in bed to send a text message to Yan Yu.

Three text messages went down in a row.

Looking at the dark screen, ye Zhiqiu turned around in bed. Depressed, he picked up his mobile phone again. Bored, he called Qin Shisheng.

"A man doesn't reply to his girlfriend's text messages at first. Generally, there are only two situations. Either his mobile phone is lost or there is no power, or there is something wrong with his feelings. He meets someone he likes better and wants to end this relationship slowly with cold violence."

Qin Shisheng suddenly changed the topic: "Ye Zhiqiu, this female friend you said is not yourself?"

"How is that possible?"

Ye Zhiqiu lay on his back and rolled his eyes. "I'm fine with ah Yu. He just called and said he must go to Ottawa with him."

Qin Shisheng laughed twice.

"Can you stop laughing so ironically?" Ye Zhiqiu was a little hairy. "They all said, not me!"

"Well, it's not you." Qin Shisheng asked thief Xi Xi, "then Qiuqiu, you tell me, to what extent have you told your ah Yu?"

"To what extent, I can't understand you." Ye Zhiqiu began to pretend to be a fool.

"I ask you, * what have you done? Holding hands, kissing, xxoo, at what stage?"

Ye Zhiqiu blushed: "you're sick!"

Then he cut off the phone directly.

Qin Shisheng at the other end looked puzzled. Listening to the busy tone, he thought that this reaction was a fight with those small places / women who had not been in love.

He was shocked by his idea and was eager to verify it. He immediately sent a text message to Ye Zhiqiu -- [ha ha, kiss, you won't still have your first kiss? Add a cheap expression.]

In less than 30 seconds, I got a reply -- [get out and add four pieces of shit.]

……

After replying to Qin Shisheng's short message, ye Zhiqiu received Yan Yu's message with only two words -- [busy.]

In an instant, her heart was filled with honey and she tossed about on the bed with her pillow.

After a while, he lost his pillow, jumped out of bed, ran to the door and shouted, "sister Tang, I want to take a bath. Has the water heater boiled water?"

Sister Tang will come upstairs soon.

"The shower head in the bathroom outside is broken. Otherwise, go to the bathroom in miss three's room."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the closed bedroom and hesitated. Sister Tang said, "my uncle hasn't come back yet. Don't worry, I'm watching downstairs."

"If the dinner is too late, the third uncle probably won't come back. Also, last month, the third lady bought a new Jacuzzi and could watch TV."

Then ye Zhiqiu was moved.

She went back to her room, took her pajamas, hummed, pushed away Han Jingqiu's room and slipped in. Suddenly, half her head poked out from behind the door: "if someone comes back, sister-in-law Tang, remember to inform me."

Sister Tang replied with an "OK" gesture to reassure her.