CEO's Forced Love

Han Lao sat in a wheelchair and pressed his forehead. He looked a little tired. Obviously, he was tossed about Han Jingqiu.

"Grandpa." Ye Zhiqiu went over and took the initiative to massage the old man: "calm down and take care of your body."

Old Han looked sideways: "did you hear it?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't speak, but he didn't deny it. Old Han sighed and seemed to be talking to himself: "what kind of person is your little uncle? I don't know yet. He was brought out by me and a child of the Huo family. There is absolutely no problem with his character. It's nonsense to say that he raises women outside!"

"If your little aunt makes such a noise again, any man can't stand it."

Listening to Grandpa's determined tone, ye Zhiqiu flashed the bar beauty's face in his mind and the phone Huo Zhongxiao answered. He wanted to ask, but he thought he seemed unqualified. After all, he swallowed the words to his mouth.

……

In the evening, Han Jingqiu began to eat or drink and implemented a hunger strike policy. Sister Tang went to call someone and closed the door.

With a black face, old Han said to sister-in-law Tang, "remove a pair of dishes and chopsticks. She doesn't eat. No one forces her."

Ye Zhiqiu sat at the dinner table and looked as proud as Han Jingqiu. Facing the crisis of marriage, he found that he didn't have much schadenfreude.

Halfway through the meal, footsteps came from the stairs.

Ye Zhiqiu turned her head. Her purpose was to carry a garbage bag. Han Jingqiu came up to help: "give it to me, miss three. I'll throw it away later."

"I'll lose it myself." Han Jingqiu said faintly.

Then, seeing the things in the bag, Mrs. Tang said, "isn't this my uncle's stuff? Why -"

Hearing the speech, old Han put down his chopsticks and scolded Han Jingqiu: "nonsense, what do you want to do?"

"He has moved to live with the fox spirit. People are considerate. It is estimated that they have already prepared them for him. How can they care about these things."

Despite the old fellow's face, Han Jingqiu did not change his shoes, he took things out and threw them away.

"Sister Tang, go out and take Zhongxiao's things back." old Han was unable to move, so he had to let sister Tang chase him out.

I don't know how long later, Han Jingqiu came back with a proud face and went upstairs regardless of old Han's order.

"Old chief, I looked around and couldn't find where Miss San had lost her things." after a while, sister Tang came back, but empty handed.

Han Lao was so angry that he lost his appetite. He fell down his chopsticks and asked sister-in-law Tang to push him back to his room.

Ye Zhiqiu glanced at the second floor and put a chopstick of cold vegetables into her mouth to chew. When sister-in-law Tang came out of Grandpa's room, she also put down her chopsticks.

"Finished?" asked Mrs. Tang with a smile.

Ye Zhiqiu nodded and moved the plate to the kitchen together. When she heard sister-in-law Tang sigh, "it's better for my uncle to live outside, so as not to quarrel every day."

"Just now... Why did you quarrel again?" Ye Zhiqiu asked casually.

"The third young lady was watching TV in the living room. My uncle suddenly came back and said that I was going back to Yunnan tomorrow. I was choosing vegetables outside and only heard it faintly. The third young lady said that I had clearly said that there was a month's holiday before. Now I have to leave after only a few days. When I come in, I start to smash things."

"Have they been so noisy?"

Mrs. Tang bowed her head to wash the dishes and replied to Ye Zhiqiu, "that's not true. It's rare for a man with such a good temper as my uncle. In the past, no matter how noisy the three young ladies were, he was accommodating. I don't know what's going on when I came back this time. I always quarrel... Alas!"

Ye Zhiqiu walked out of the kitchen. There was no one else on the empty first floor. She turned to sister-in-law Tang and said, "I'll go out for a walk."

"It's cold outside. Come back early." sister Tang carefully told, "wear a pair of gloves."

Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "OK." he went to the porch to change his snow boots, put the hat on his down jacket over his head, opened the door and jumped out.

It's getting dark outside. Maybe it's winter. There are no people on both sides of the road in the courtyard.

Ye Zhiqiu looked around as he walked. He shook his arm from time to time and looked at it. It was like digesting exercise after cooking.

There is an orange trash can at the intersection ahead.

She looked around to make sure there was no one, so she slowly rubbed over, stretched her neck and looked into the trash can. A fishy smell came to her face and made her nausea.

The light of the street lamp was dim, suffocating and disgusting. She lit it again with her mobile phone screen.

——There is no garbage bag that Han Jingqiu brought out.

Aware of the eyes cast on his back, ye Zhiqiu turned and found an old man holding a bag full of garbage staring at him numbly.

“……”

Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to let aside. When the uncle approached, she said, "I accidentally lost the wrong thing. Come and look for it."

The uncle didn't answer, squinted at her and walked back in three steps.