CEO's Forced Love

The supermarket at six or seven in the evening is very busy and crowded.

When Jianhuan led Huo nianyan into the supermarket, she found that the man behind her suddenly stopped.

Huo Mo Ting looked at the noisy supermarket and frowned subconsciously. He obviously didn't want to go in and squeeze with others.

"Dad, you wait for us here. I'll come out with little Jane soon!"

Finally, he could get rid of his big light bulb father. Huo nianyan was eager to get rid of it. He took Jane Huan's head and went into the supermarket without looking back.

When Jian Huan and Huo nianyan came out with big bags and small bags, Huo moting was sitting in a nearby coffee shop with a cup of green tea on the table.

"I really know how to enjoy life." Jane Huan said her thoughts carelessly.

Huo Mo Ting glanced at her, his eyes were heavy, and Jian Huan turned away in embarrassment.

Then she touched her right hand, and Huo Mo Ting took all the bags she was carrying.

He took the bag in one hand and picked it up in the other. He wanted to read to Huo, who was glued to Jian Huan, and walked to Xingyu capital with long legs.

Jane Huan was trying to follow up, but she caught a glimpse of a fashionable woman coming out of the supermarket with a shopping bag. The other party also noticed Jane Huan, nodded friendly, took out the car key, and a red sports car next to her made two beeps.

The woman just checked out in front of Jane Huan. Jane Huan saw it clearly. She wrote three words on the purchase order - Yan Jingshen.

The red BMW 6-series sports car drove past Jian Huan, and the familiar license plate made Jian Huan trot for two steps.

Last year, Yan Jingshen asked her to order the car. She knew that he gave it to his confidant, but when she saw this woman, Jian Huan was surprised. She was obviously several years older than Yan Jingshen, and her figure coincided with the woman who picked up Yan Jingshen from the unit building that night.

Standing on the side of the road and looking at the fading sports car, Jane Huan seemed to echo Yan's mother's sentence "recently, depth of field has been living at home these days".

"How long will you stand here?"

A man's low voice suddenly sounded in her ear. Jane Huan was startled and the bag in her hand was about to fall to the ground.

Huo Mo Ting quickly caught the bag and firmly held it in her hand together with her hand.

The dryness and warmth on the back of her hands made Jane Huan suddenly look up and see Huo Mo Ting's clear face under the neon lights. His big hands wrapped her cold little hands, and his deep black eyes stared at her. His fingers seemed to inadvertently pass through her fingers, slowly close and close with her ten fingers.

His fingers seemed to inadvertently pass through her fingers, slowly close and close with her.

Jian Huan's hands are white and soft, and her fingers are very slender. They are wrapped in the palm of a man. They are as weak as bones. She looks at Huo Mo ting and can't understand the meaning of his action. He holds them tightly with a bit of silent tenderness.

This action reminds Jane Huan of the night of Qinyuan villa. He held her hand, looked at her quietly, and swept her wrist with his fingers.

Just at this moment, his deep fundus was mixed with something she didn't dare to touch.

"Dad, little Jane, why are you so slow?" Huo nianyan ran back with the a small bag.

Jane Huan was a little anxious. She shook their hands tightly, "you'll be seen."

Huo Mo Ting looked at her, and the ink at the bottom of his eyes became more and more deep, but his hand slowly relaxed.

Jane huangang took back her hand, and Huo nianyan had run to her.

The little guy turned around her and smiled heartlessly: "little Jane, why is your face as red as the snake fruit in the bag?"

Being punctured on the spot, Jane Huan was a little embarrassed, pretended to be angry, stared at Huo nianyan, and walked straight and quickly with the bag.

Huo nianyan scratched his head and melon seeds. He was a little wronged. He looked at the man next to his eyes. "Dad, why does little Jane say she's unhappy when she's unhappy?"

Huo Mo Ting glanced at him obliquely and walked away with his long legs.

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Jane Huan hurried back to Xingyu capital with a supermarket bag.

Just took out the key to open the anti-theft door in the corridor, two bright lights came.

She turned her head and found a car parked in the shadow of a nearby tree.

In the dazzling light, Yan Jingshen came towards her. He took a burst of wine and looked at her condescending.

"I thought you were free and wouldn't go home at night." cold voice and cold eyes.

Jane Huan looked at him and thought of the woman, the sports car she bought herself, the yingyanyan beside him, and the yingyanyan who had held his hand and almost begged him if he could stop looking for women outside. What was his answer at that time?

"Jane Huan, I have physiological needs. I don't want to touch you. I can only find other women."

His careless tone pierced her heart like a fine needle, but it stabbed her black and blue when he couldn't see it.

Holding the key in her hand, Jane Huan seemed not to see him. She turned the door and was about to go in.

A strong smell of wine came to her nose. She grabbed her wrist. The whole person forcibly pulled Yan Jingshen to the front. The supermarket bag fell to the ground and everything in it fell out. The red snake fruit rolled far away. He pulled her expressionless and was about to drag her to the car.

Jane Huan tried her best to get rid of his hand and took two steps back without trace.

Yanjing looked deeply at her clean and beautiful facial features. An unknown fire lit up from her chest, "what do you mean by what you sent to the company?"

"Shouldn't you see?" Jane Huan looked down at her eyelashes and rubbed her wrists. Her voice was very calm.

"Divorce agreement?" he pulled the corners of his mouth and sneered. "Jane Huan, I remember I said, don't play this trick with me."