CEO's Forced Love

On Friday evening, Jane Huan received a phone call from Huo nianyan, calling her: inform her of the specific time of tomorrow's parents' meeting.

For Huo nianyan's parents' meeting, Jane Huan really didn't know what position she should take in that group of parents.

"Nian Yan, won't your father attend?" Jian Huan still hopes Huo Mo ting to go by himself.

"He is very busy. How can he have time to participate?" Huo nianyan sighed and then became vigilant. "Little Jane, are you going to go back?"

Jane Huan stood in front of the window holding her mobile phone and looked at the dark night sky outside. She wanted to refuse, but her big eyes twinkled like stars in her mind. When she came to her mouth, her words changed: "I just think it's better to let your father or grandmother go."

"Little Jane, don't you want to come to my parents' meeting?" the little guy's tone dropped in an instant.

Jian Huan had a headache, "no, I..."

Huo nianyan cut her off and said happily, "I'll wait for you at the school gate at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

What else did Jane Huan want to say? She said "good night" and hung up in a hurry.

When she was ready to go to bed after taking a bath, the mobile phone on the bed cabinet shook again. A text message came in and she turned it on.

——Little Jane, I'll wear a red coat tomorrow. Don't make a mistake.

Staring at this message, Jane Huan was stunned. It took a long time for her to go back. There was only one word: good.

She didn't know why. She just didn't want to see Huo nianyan disappointed and sad. It was like seeing him fight with fat Wu that day. There was Mrs. Wu's abuse in the office, but he stood alone in the corner. At that moment, she only hated that she didn't arrive at the first time to protect him in her arms.

It is said that fate is a very subtle thing, but Jian Huan still feels that she gets along with Huo nianyan more than ordinary teachers and students.

A teacher of a training class went to the students' parents' meeting and felt strange anyway

Jane Huan lay in bed and looked at the ceiling. She picked up her mobile phone and put it down again and again. A rejected text message failed for a long time.

The mobile phone vibrated again and a new message came in.

——Little Jane, would you like some cheese cake? Shall I bring you some tomorrow?

Jane Huan didn't know how she deleted the original content, and then happily sent a "good" past.

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The next day, Huo nianyan got up early in the morning, dressed himself, and then went downstairs happily for breakfast.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, Huo nianyan found that Huo moting had not gone out as before.

Huo moting sat there in suits and shoes, reading the newspaper while drinking tea. He saw Huo nianyan jumping into the restaurant and glanced faintly.

When Huo nianyan climbed onto the chair, he still couldn't help but ask curiously, "Dad, why haven't you gone to work?"

"Isn't there a parents' meeting in your school today?" Huo moting turned a page of the newspaper and answered carelessly.

"Dad, didn't you say you wouldn't attend?"

Huo Mo Ting took a sip of green tea and put the cup back: "when did I say that?"

Huo nianyan scratched his ears, which was a small move when he was anxious.

Aunt Li brought up breakfast, but Huo nianyan lost a little appetite and looked at Huo moting: "but Xiao Jian will go."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let her go."

Huo nianyan couldn't believe what he heard. "Dad, what do you mean... Are you going too and Xiao Jane too?"

Huo Mo Ting had backed away from his chair and got up. "What's so much nonsense? Clean up after breakfast and get ready to go out."

Watching Huo moting go upstairs, Huo nianyan was stunned by the surprise and immediately wolfed down his breakfast. He decided to forgive his father for tampering with his composition. Thinking that his father and Xiao Jian went to the parents' meeting today, Huo nianyan deeply felt the beauty and goodwill of the world.

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Jane Huan thought of attending the parents' meeting. She dressed up a little before going out, almost subconsciously.

When ye Zhiqiu saw Jian Huan coming out with light makeup and a skirt, although he didn't say it on his face, he shouted in his heart that there was no help!

Which art center teacher is so interested in children who only see once a week? Don't say fight, don't invite your own adults, and often go to the door with a big schoolbag, eat and spend the night. Now it's good that even the parents' meeting should be attended. Who believes it if you don't say stepmother?

As soon as Jane Huan left the Xingyu capital, she received a call from her mother Jiang Yingmei.

"Huanhuan, do you really have to divorce?" in the breakfast shop, Jiang Yingmei held Jian Huan's hand tightly and his eyes were red.

Jian Huan's eyes moved away from her temples with some silver hair. Yan's mother watched her grow up and always * her. She had no mother, so she placed her dependence on her mother on Yan's mother. Now seeing the old man pleading with herself, Jian Huan's guilt is deeper and deeper.

"Mom..."

Jiang Yingmei's eyes flashed hope, "you see, you still want to call me mom, Huanhuan, give the depth of field another chance."