CEO's Forced Love

"Then ask her now to see if she is willing to ration you."

Huo nianyan stopped talking and stared at Huo Mo ting with a little wanniang face. He was wronged and angry.

After a while, Huo Mo Ting glanced at him, "what are you doing there? What's today's homework?"

Huo nianyan really found that his father has changed recently. He used to ignore himself on weekdays. Even if he made a big disaster outside, he just asked his secretary to deal with the aftermath. Now, he is checking his homework and picking himself up at school. He doesn't know what he is planning.

When he found his son looking at him warily, Huo Mo Ting frowned impatiently and said, "what are you looking at? Bring your schoolbag."

Huo nianyan was tangled in his heart, but he still sat down at Huo moting's feet with a big schoolbag. While putting the textbook on the tea table, he discussed with Huo moting: "Dad, can't you really give me the key? I promise I won't tell Jane that you stole it."

Huo moting didn't answer, but there was no doubt about the result. Such silence often means ignoring.

Huo nianyan sighed for a while, but turned his head and said, "Dad, I don't understand you anymore."

Huo Mo Ting raised his head from the textbook and looked at his son's big round eyes with dark and deep eyes. His low voice seemed to be bewitched: "Huo nianyan, what do you think if your mother comes back?"

Huo nianyan blinked and then smiled: "Dad, you can really joke. Isn't my mother raising her braids?"

With that, the little butcher dishonestly took the small tomatoes washed on the tea table, put them into his mouth and inflated his cheeks.

After lowering his head and drawing a ghost symbol on his homework book for a while, Huo nianyan looked up, looked at Huo Mo ting with black eyes, and said with some regret, "if only she hadn't died, when Dad and she get old, we'll sit on the rattan chair in the yard. Xiao Jian and I will honor you and give you a lot of grandchildren."

Huo Mo Ting's cold face immediately sank, "what do you say when you do your homework!"

Huo nianyan was still afraid of his father's gloomy look when he was angry. He shrunk his neck and shut his mouth obediently.

But before long, Huo nianyan thought of an important thing, "Dad, can I let Xiao Jane go to the parents' meeting on Saturday?"

Huo Mo Ting's move to change the platform stopped, then returned to nature, and there was not much expression on his face, "it's up to you."

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Jian Huan made a simple three dishes and one soup, which are very common home dishes.

Huo nianyan went to the table and stuffed everything into his mouth. He kept talking and eating, like a happy sparrow.

Jane Huan wiped the sauce from the corners of his mouth, "eat slowly."

Huo nianyan nodded in agreement, but he still tried his best to send the food to his small mouth.

In contrast, Huo moting has a lot of manners. Jian Huan has the illusion that he eats Western food in a high-end restaurant.

"If only little Jane could cook for me every day." the well fed little guy leaned back on the chair and sighed.

Huo Mo Ting raised his eyes in time, and his eyes as deep as Obsidian fell on her.

Even if Jane Huan didn't turn her head, she could detect that he was staring at herself.

Her ears were burning. She touched Huo nianyan's face and said jokingly, "if you want to eat, come here and I'll cook it for you."

Huo nianyan was serious and nodded heavily, "then I'll call you when I'm coming."

Jian Huan was a little difficult to ride a tiger. Seeing that he was waiting for his answer, he had to answer, "OK."

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After dinner, Huo moting consciously wanted to take Huo nianyan home.

Jane Huan shouted at them, then went into the bedroom and came out with a trolley case and a black suit.

"The last time you left the box, and the clothes have been washed."

Huo Mo Ting said, "please."

Jane Huan looked at him in surprise. Obviously, she didn't expect a man like him to know how to thank humanity, although the tone was a little deliberate.

And Huo moting has gone out with Huo nianyan who wants to stay here for the night.

The Bentley Continental had stopped at the door with its lights on. A man in a suit stood by the car and greeted it when he saw the corridor door open.

"Mr. Huo." about thirty-six or seven years old, he is a very capable man.

The other party was obviously stunned when he saw Jian Huan holding hands with Huo nianyan.

Huo nianyan had let go of Jian Huan's hand and rushed at the man: "Uncle Lin, why don't you call me when you return home?"

Jianhuan found that Huo nianyan's "Uncle Lin" seemed to be looking at himself all the time.

Huo nianyan has pulled his "Uncle Lin" to Jian Huan: "little Jane, uncle Lin is my father's assistant. He is kind to me."

Jane Huan greeted her kindly, "hello."

Huo moting had handed over the trolley case, "Lin Qian, put it in the trunk."

Lin Qian smiled at Jian Huan and dragged the box to the side of the car.

Huo nianyan grabbed Jian Huan's hand and earnestly asked, "then I'll go. Don't kick the quilt at night. You know? Call me if you have anything."