CEO's Forced Love

When Huo moting was in the company, he received a call from Mrs. Huo, saying that Huo nianyan had fought with his classmates again.

The little ancestor didn't stop, and a large piece of blue and purple was knocked out on his forehead. As for the other party, he was hit by Huo nianyan's iron head skill, and two front teeth fell out.

Lin Qian knocked on the door with a document: "Mr. Huo, there is a dinner at 7 p.m. with Cao of the audit bureau."

Huo moting signed his name at the bottom of the last page of the document and handed it back to Lin Qian, but shouted at Lin Qian when he was about to leave the office.

"Let vice president Xu go to dinner, I won't go."

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Huo moting didn't go back to Qinyuan. He drove directly to the military area command compound. It was only 4:30 in the evening when he got to the door.

When I pushed the door in, I heard a burst of laughter. In addition to old Mrs. Huo, there was also the soft voice of a young girl.

Sure enough, a mother and daughter were sitting on the sofa in the living room, chatting with the old lady.

"If you like, next time my friend goes to Yunnan, let her bring you some more boxes."

Old Mrs. Huo nodded with a smile, touched the girl's hand and noticed the movement at the door. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Huo Mo Ting coming in with slippers. Her legs were slender and straight. His fit suit outlined his straight line. As soon as he appeared outside the living room, he attracted the attention of three women.

"Back?" Mrs. Huo suddenly found that her little son was becoming more and more manly.

Huo Mo Ting gave a "um" sound and was about to go upstairs while loosening his tie.

"Junior, do you remember commissar Qian? When you worked with your father in H City, this is commissar Qian's wife." Mrs. Huo shouted at him and turned to Mrs. Qian, "Wenjuan, haven't you seen junior since your old Qian was transferred from the C military region?"

Mrs. Qian smiled and nodded, "yes, it's almost fifteen years. At that time, my family Yueyue was only ten years old."

"When you mention it, I remember. At that time, Yueyue often dragged my junior's clothes and called my third brother."

The girl sitting next to her blushed, stood up and softly shouted "three less."

"Why are you so divided?" old Mrs. Huo stared at Qian Yue with feigned displeasure. "What did you call him when you were a child?"

Qian Yue looked at Huo Mo ting with shame, his head buried lower, Wu murmured, with a girl's feelings, "three brothers."

Huo Mo Ting didn't answer and looked at the old lady who couldn't close her mouth with a smile. "Mom, did you make milk for Nian Yan? He's used to drinking milk before dinner."

Mrs. Qian smiled. Obviously, in this harmonious atmosphere, she shouldn't talk about this sensitive name.

Mrs. Huo smiled, "I really forgot. Why don't you sit down first. Junior, come and chat with the guests..."

But when the old lady turned around, where was Huo Mo Ting's figure outside the living room?

"The child..." Mrs. Huo couldn't hang up her smile. "Maybe I'm sorry. Don't take it to heart!"

Qian Yue's eyes took back from the stairs, shyly shook his head and took his mother's arm. "We took the liberty to go up / disturb the door."

This is actually a blind date in disguise. Both sides know it.

The more Mrs. Huo looked at the clever and sensible Qian Yue, the more she liked it. "Then sit down and I'll go up and see my grandson."

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Mrs. Huo went upstairs and didn't really go to make milk for Huo nianyan. Instead, she knocked on Huo moting's bedroom.

Huo Mo Ting just changed his clothes and came out of the bathroom.

"You don't like Yueyue?" the old lady didn't beat around the bush.

Huo Mo Ting poured a glass of water and answered directly, "she's just a child. It's not suitable for me."

"What's wrong?" the old lady was worried. "You're nine years older than her. Besides, don't you see that others like you. I heard from Wen Juan that Yue Yue hasn't made a boyfriend. When she moved away, she kept shouting three brothers and three brothers."

Huo moting sat down on the sofa, turned on his laptop and refused to comment on the old lady's sincere statement.

"You just said that nianyan needs to be taken care of. Today, the child fought with his classmates again, not because he was said to have no mother." Mrs. Huo couldn't help crying when she talked about noon. "Do you have the heart to let him grow up in the ridicule of his peers?"

The old lady wiped her tears and noticed her son's expression. "I really like this little girl. Why don't you try with Yueyue?"

"If you really like it, I don't mind having more little mothers."

"Bastard, what nonsense are you talking about!" old Mrs. Huo blushed angrily.

Seeing that her son didn't let go, the old lady could do nothing. She sighed and suddenly thought of something and said, "Yueyue, you don't like it. What about teacher Jane before? I heard Aunt Li say that it seems that she went to the parents' meeting today?"

Huo Mo Ting closed his notebook impatiently: "Mom, do you know you want to find his stepmother all day?"

The old lady was stunned. She understood what he said and raised her voice: "I'm wrong to think of you two? You're both like this. You can live alone. What about my grandson? If you don't find a stepmother, can you get the child's mother back!"

Mrs. Huo has also been tossed to death by these two sons over the years. This question is full of grievances and resentment.

The bedroom was suddenly quiet.

Huo Mo Ting didn't contradict, didn't say anything, got up, bypassed the old lady, opened the door and went out.