CEO's Forced Love

Sitting in the car, Yan Lian didn't drive immediately. She stayed quietly for a while, then took out her mobile phone from her handbag and dialed ye zanwen.

It was ye zanwen's secretary who answered the phone.

"The chairman is in a meeting."

Yan Lian always understood ye zanwen's work: "well, don't bother him, please."

Within ten minutes, ye zanwen called back.

"I just came out of the Han family." Yan Lian opened her mouth first and said hesitantly, "Zhiqiu, it seems that she doesn't want to go back to Ye's house."

Ye zanwen was silent for a moment on the other end of the phone. When he spoke again, his tone had become very bad: "let her go and live wherever she likes."

Then he paused and asked, "is she angry with you again?"

"Nothing." Yan Lian said softly, "don't work too hard. I'll go home and cook for you."

Ye zanwen whispered.

At the end of the call, Yan Lian put her cell phone aside. She had been around ye zanwen for so many years, which made his temper clear. She said no, ye zanwen wouldn't believe it. He should feel that she was compromising. For him and the family, I'm afraid she was a little more angry with Ye Zhiqiu at the moment.

Pulling down the mirror in front of the car, Yan Lian took a look and made sure that her makeup was exquisite before she started the car.

Outsiders only say that ye zanwen moved in love after marriage *, but they don't know that Han Minjing was drunk in the wrong room on New Year's Eve at the Ye family. She slept with a drunk relative of the Ye family. A few months later, Han Minjing, who had been married for three years, suddenly became pregnant.

No matter who the child's biological father is, this matter has buried a thorn in ye zanwen's heart that will never be pulled out.

If ye zanwen had not been drunk once and inadvertently revealed it, Yin Lian would not have known about the scandal of the Ye family, let alone had anything to do with ye zanwen.

Thinking of the crazy woman locked up in the sanatorium, Yan Lian didn't have much waves in her heart. Han Minjing couldn't afford to lose. Why didn't she hate?

Ye Zhiqiu slept in her room all day. She didn't go downstairs for lunch at noon until she was awakened by the sound of broken porcelain.

It came from downstairs, accompanied by Han Jingqiu's cry.

Ye Zhiqiu stayed in bed for about a minute, then lifted the quilt out of bed and went out with cotton slippers.

Looking down from the second floor, she saw the mess in the living room, glass and ceramic fragments spilled all over the floor. Sister Tang was cleaning up while sighing. Suddenly, the door of Han Jingqiu's room opened. Ye Zhiqiu suddenly looked back and just saw Huo Zhongxiao coming out with his luggage bag.

Huo Zhongxiao probably didn't expect her to stand at the entrance of the stairs, so when he saw her, his dark eyes flashed a trace of consternation, and his steps followed him.

Han Jingqiu's sharp cry rang out from behind him: "Huo Zhongxiao, if you dare to move out and live with that woman, I'll divorce you!"

Then there was the clang of the table lamp on the ground.

Ye Zhiqiu just understood what was going on. Huo Zhongxiao had passed her with his things and went straight downstairs. His back was as tall and handsome as his front. He changed his shoes and went out without hesitation. Outside the house, there was the sound of the car engine.

Wailing sounded from Han Jingqiu's bedroom.

In the afternoon, old Han, who went out for tea with his friends, learned about the situation at home and came back soon.

Ye Zhiqiu sat in his room with the door open and a copy of Robinson Crusoe on the table, but his ears listened to the dialogue in the study.

"Can't you stop? I told you he's going back to Yunnan tomorrow. What's on your mind all day?!"

Old Han's roar was mixed with annoyance. Han Jingqiu didn't show weakness and raised the volume to retort: "if he didn't do something sorry to me, can I think about it? Dad, who is your child? Why do you always help him and don't speak for me!"

The loud noise of patting the table made Ye Zhiqiu frown.

"If you make any more mischief, go back to Fengcheng. I can't control you!" old Han shouted angrily and said coldly, "if you really can't live, divorce."

Han Jingqiu's cry turned lighter and sobbed: "I don't divorce. Why should that little three succeed? I won't divorce even if I die."

"Then shut up and don't toss!"

Gradually there was no sound in the study. Ye Zhiqiu 'snapped' the book, got up and shook out of the bedroom.

It happened that Han Jingqiu came out of the study, with two black tears on his cheeks and red and swollen eyes, and went back to the room without saying a word.

When her door closed, ye Zhiqiu went to the study to see Grandpa.