CEO's Forced Love

Out of the business hall, ye Zhiqiu was carrying a dark blue Nokia 6610i. Although the wound was still painful, he felt much better inexplicably.

When the machine was turned on, several missed calls came in. They were all local landlines.

Ye Zhiqiu guessed who was calling. He didn't answer. He locked the screen, looked around, saw a cinema and walked slowly.

Sitting in the cinema, ye Zhiqiu couldn't see any film content. The laughter around her seemed to be isolated from her world. She bowed her head and played with her newly bought mobile phone.

Repeatedly input and delete a mobile phone number on the screen.

She wanted to call him, but she was afraid of offending him, so when Huo Zhongxiao's number appeared in the caller ID, ye Zhiqiu was really shocked.

The phone buzzes again and again.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at the eleven figures, his heart beating faster, but his fingers couldn't press it, like a bad child who did something wrong to escape.

Two missed calls are displayed on the screen.

Then the screen lit up again, and a new message came in. Ye Zhiqiu opened it and saw three words -- [answer the phone]

Her nose was suddenly sour, and the audience nearby laughed at the plot of the film, but she was immersed in her own sadness.

This was the first time he took the initiative to contact himself, but it was in this atmosphere.

When the vibration sounded again, ye Zhiqiu pressed the answer button, took the mobile phone to his ear and asked, "where are you?"

The laughter around her came into the microphone instead of her voice.

"Why is it so noisy around?"

Ye Zhiqiu listened to his magnetic voice and didn't answer. The person on the other side of the phone said, "talk."

“……”

"Your grandfather is worried that your family can't find you."

"What about you?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly asked, with some wet eyes: "if it weren't for my grandfather, wouldn't you want to talk to me at all?"

"Where are you now? I'll pick you up," he said.

Ye Zhiqiu simply hung up the phone and tried to hold the hot moisture in his eyes. He was kind to her, but because she was Han yongsong's granddaughter, if he didn't have the relationship with his grandfather, he wouldn't even look at her more

Another text message came in from his mobile phone -- [tell me the address and I'll pick you up]

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer. When the mobile phone rang again, she immediately hung up, rang and hung up again. With this mobile phone, she also felt it was a great irony.

People just took her as a responsibility, maybe it was a trouble she tried hard to get rid of. She was still happy in it without any self-knowledge.

When the film ends, ye Zhiqiu leaves with the other audience.

Out of the cinema, she bowed her head, the whole person was in a melancholy mood, and suddenly a large hand with a slender skeleton was put on her shoulder.

She turned back quickly - when she saw that the man in a coat leaning against the wall next to her was Huo Zhongxiao, she was so frightened that she subconsciously broke free and wanted to run.

I don't know how he found it

Ye Zhiqiu didn't break away. Huo Zhongxiao stood straight, about 50 cm away from her. He looked at him with low eyes, very calm, and slowly said, "didn't you go home? Why did you run out to see a movie again?"

"Didn't you go home? Why did you run out to see a movie again?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked at his face and felt extremely wronged and embarrassed. She suddenly didn't want to see him and didn't want to be a bear child he hated again. When he relaxed her hand, she threw off Huo Zhongxiao's hand, endured the pain of the wound and ran out with the people / flow.

She didn't know where to go, just like a headless fly shuttling through crowded places, but her right hand subconsciously covered her abdomen.

Less than 50 meters away, a black car drove slowly on her left side of the road.

Huo Zhongxiao dropped the front passenger window and said, "get on the bus."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't even glance at the end of his eyes. He looked ahead and walked faster and faster, as if he was angry with the car.

Rather than angry with him, ye Zhiqiu is more angry with himself. Why take other people's good temper for granted?

No way, Huo Zhongxiao had to park his car on the roadside.

He threw up the door and walked away with long legs. He chased Ye Zhiqiu in the direction, but he caught her in three or five steps. At the beginning, he gave a lecture: "do you know how worried your family will be if you run out without saying a word?"

"That's my own business."

Ye Zhiqiu's eyes are uncomfortable. He buries his head and wants to leave. He wants to push him away, but his big hands buckle tightly and can't move.

She raised her head and met his dark eyes: "I'll call my grandfather later and tell him I'm having a good time in Yunnan. Let him stop calling you. I'll also visit here. You'll be busy first. Don't worry about me."

The Ye family and the Han family didn't seem to have such an unruly and stubborn temperament... Huo Zhongxiao looked at her and made a stubborn face: "get on the bus first."

"Nothing." Ye Zhiqiu answered quickly.

There was an occasional flute or two on the side of the road, and the two were deadlocked on the side of the road.

Huo Zhongxiao's cell phone rang. He looked at the girl pestling there and took out his cell phone to answer the phone: "hello?... found... I'll take her to the hotel later."

It's grandpa.