CEO's Forced Love

"Is aunt there?" she spoke in the same tone as usual, with a rising tone and carefree ease.

However, these four short words, at the moment, are like a heavy stone pressing on Yan Yu's heart.

He had been brewing to tell her. Unexpectedly, he would expose it in this way in the end.

In the room, Yan's mother saw Ye Zhiqiu outside the door. Her face changed slightly, but she still pretended to be calm and walked over with a smile: "Huanhuan is coming?"

"Yes."

Ye Zhiqiu also looked at her, bent her lips, and then lowered her head and put her hand into the bag to beat the drum. The drooping eyelashes fell a black shadow on the eyelids, which also covered the real emotion in her eyes. Then she raised her head. She had one more thing in her hand and smiled: "I was in a hurry just now. I took this."

Yan's mother looked down. It was the key she had given her before.

Ye Zhiqiu looked at his watch: "aunt, I'll go first. I'll go out now and just catch the next bus."

After that, without looking at any expression on her face, she turned around and hurried downstairs.

Yan's mother glared at her son and turned into her room with the key.

Yan Yu stood on the second floor, looking at the girl who changed shoes in the porch. His fist in his trouser pocket was clenched. When she pushed the door out, he also chased after her.

……

"Zhiqiu!"

Ye Zhiqiu heard the cry behind him and slowed down until he stopped. He used to call her ye for the first time.

She stepped up to go, and suddenly her arm was held.

In his ear was Yan Yu's low voice. His breathing was a little short: "I'll drive you back to the hotel."

Just as she was about to turn around, his hand was brushed away, and Yan Yu looked up at her.

"No."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at his gentle jade like face. This man has become someone else's, and she can no longer rely on her. She pursed her lower lip corners, carried her hands behind her, pulled her fingers tightly into the palm, and hung an indifferent smile on her face: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you something."

Yan Yuding looked at her. His heart was empty and he couldn't tell the taste.

In fact, in the past two months when he decided to stay with Zhang Ningning, he has been trying to find a chance to break up with Ye Zhiqiu.

But every time she was about to exit, she would be interrupted. Her tone on the phone was so happy that he couldn't bear to destroy it.

Feelings never come before they arrive. If you really want to talk about it, ye Zhiqiu is the latecomer.

He met Zhang Ningning when he was a child. It took him five years from secret love to explicit love. As a result, Zhang Ningning shook his head. She said that he was young, but an impulse of adolescence. When he learned that Zhang Ningning had made a boyfriend, he was angry to study abroad.

Later, Zhang Ningning got married. After a period of decadence, he accepted Ye Zhiqiu with a psychology of revenge.

He wanted Zhang Ningning to see that he could be well without her. He learned that she had been betrayed by her husband before she got married. He couldn't control his pent up feelings. At the graduation job fair, he chose an Ottawa company without hesitation. He kept telling himself that he was going to see her jokes.

However, when he saw Zhang Ningning with a shaggy head and as thin as a bone in the villa, he knew that he couldn't let go anymore

"I have bought a ticket back to Vancouver."

Ye Zhiqiu's voice pulled back his thoughts. Yan Yu looked at her and suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Should I smile and say 'Oh, have a nice trip' or should I ask her in surprise 'why is it so sudden? Why don't you discuss it with me'?

No matter what kind of speech you choose, you look pale and sarcastic.

"My aunt just called me and said she would come to Vancouver to see me. It was a surprise attack."

When ye Zhiqiu said this, she found that she didn't even blink her eyes. She still smiled at him: "well... Bye."

Yan Yu stared at her bright smile. He knew that she heard all the arguments between him and his mother in the room.

Ye Zhiqiu looked back at him, took a few steps backwards, then raised his hand, turned and left the community. He never looked back at Yan Yu who was still standing in place.

Yan Yu's mobile phone is buzzing and vibrating in his trouser pocket. It's Zhang Ningning's call.

"Are you still at home? Ah Yu, I'm going to take a look at the house. It's best to decorate it in luxury. I'll contact you in the evening."

Listening to the gentle and reserved female voice in the receiver, Yan Yu gently answered the voice and looked at the deserted Boulevard. He was unprecedented tired.