CEO's Forced Love

Sometimes, in a certain atmosphere, it is easy to remember some unpleasant past events.

After ye Zhiqiu was eight years old, the Ye family could almost be described as a restless day at home. At least in her memory, every day was spent in the dispute between her parents.

At that time, Han Minjing already knew the relationship between ye zanwen and Yin Lian's mother and daughter.

Once in the middle of the night, Han Minjing quarreled with ye zanwen and smashed all the dishes in the kitchen. She couldn't bear to sneak out.

At that time, it seemed to be a cold winter, and the temperature might be several degrees lower... Maybe it had nothing to do with the temperature, just because she was wearing a sweater.

……

Time passed minute by minute.

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head and didn't see anyone coming out of the door of the community. He subconsciously looked at the residential buildings to see which floor was still lit.

The tramps on the roadside have dispersed.

... 1:50 a.m.

The security guard who had been staring at her fell asleep on the table.

She rubbed her cold hand and breathed in her heart. She couldn't help jumping in place for a few times. She was struggling whether to call Qin Shisheng. Two lights flashed past her. An SUV drove over from a distance. The dazzling light made Ye Zhiqiu raise her hand to block it.

When the car stopped next to her, he suddenly found that it was the military green horse shepherd he was familiar with.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect that he would come back from outside.

A guess flashed through her mind. She bit the corner of her lip and clenched the paper bag with her stiff red fingers.

The window of the co driver's seat was lowered. Huo Zhongxiao sat in the driver's seat and looked sideways at the girl standing by the car. The lights were turned on in the car. In the dim light, the man's rigid face outline was blurred, with a bit of quiet heroism.

Huo Zhongxiao's eyes were still deep that she couldn't understand. For a long time, he said quietly, "what are you doing here in the evening?"

His eyes were as quiet as water, without a trace of waves, just like the tone of his speech at the moment

But somehow, ye Zhiqiu heard the blame from his words.

She looked at him for a few seconds, didn't say a word, suddenly turned and left, her chest was as bent as a big stone.

At this moment, ye Zhiqiu sincerely believed that he was a fool. / b when the husband and wife quarreled with each other, whatever you mixed in, just mix in. It was hard and thankless. They could not point out that they were just indulging in tenderness, but you shouted at them.

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to be angry. She walked forward without looking back. She kept scolding herself in her heart, but her eyes were gradually red.

……

Huo Zhongxiao sat in the car. He looked at the thin figure in the mirror. It was quiet and his eyes were deep. For a long time, he pushed open the door and went down. On a cold winter night, he was only wearing a thin shirt. He caught up with her and grabbed her wrist. He said, "I'll send you back."

Ye Zhiqiu heard his low voice and firm words. He thought he was in trouble and wanted to drive her away early.

Such a careful analysis made her feel even more uncomfortable. She didn't even look at him and stubbornly wanted to go.

His wrist was firmly imprisoned by him.

"If you come out now, your family will worry. Get in the car first."

"I'll take a taxi back!" she shook off his hand and said, "don't bother you."

"Where are you going to take a taxi? There's a car nearby for you to take a taxi?" I may not have seen such a person who doesn't listen to teaching. Huo Zhongxiao's voice can't help improving. Perhaps it's because there are too many things encountered tonight. His mood is obviously not as calm as usual, and even mixed with anger when talking.

Ye Zhiqiu also told him, "that's my business. Don't worry about it."

"I can't manage it. Let your grandfather manage it." he looked a little gloomy and wanted to throw her in the car and take her home.

Hearing what he said, ye Zhiqiu was flustered, wronged and angry: "you promised me you wouldn't tell Grandpa about me."

Huo Zhongxiao's headache may be due to fever. He doesn't have so much patience.

"Obviously you promised me..." she finally couldn't help crying.

"Get in the car," he said faintly.

Ye Zhiqiu stood still, raised his hand and rubbed his eyes with tears.

Huo Zhongxiao noticed the wet feeling between her fingers. He didn't open his face. His throat was a little dry and painful. He said, "girls go out alone at night. They are prone to danger. Especially now, look for yourself. What time it is."

Ye Zhiqiu raised her head, tears still remained in the corners of her eyes. She found that he didn't wear a coat, but he was still dressed when he left the Han family. He just wrapped a thick bandage on his right hand, as if blood seeped out, and his face was a little pale.

He had loosened her, but ye Zhiqiu seemed to have a hot temperature on his wrist, which had just passed from the palm of his hand.

She didn't cry, she just asked him, "are you sick?"

"... No." Huo Zhongxiao took back his eyes in the distance and looked at her: "get in the car and I'll take you back to Han's house."

Ye Zhiqiu followed him silently with her eyes staring at his back. He opened the rear left door. She pretended not to see it. She opened the front passenger's door and sat in. When he got on the bus and started the engine, she hugged the paper bag in her arms and suddenly bent down and twisted her eyebrows: "my stomach hurts. Please take me to the hospital quickly!"