CEO's Forced Love

After paying the bill and putting on her coat, Jane Huan stumbled out of the bar holding the wall.

The cold wind at night made her shiver and the wine faded.

Jane Huan sat on the edge of the green belt outside the door, put her hands in the pocket of her down jacket, and waited for ye Zhiqiu to pick her up.

"Sister, are you waiting for your boyfriend?" a chat-up whistle sounded nearby.

The bar here is in good order, but there are often gangsters on the roadside outside.

Jane Huan frowned and ignored him. She reluctantly stood up and was about to go back to the bar, but her wrist was pulled.

"Why did I leave before I finished? I think you have a good drink. Why don't we continue drinking in another place?"

A bout of nausea surged up to her chest, and Jane Huan said coldly, "let go!"

"Come on, don't be shy. My brother's car is parked there." the gangster said and forced Jian Huan to leave.

Some passers-by thought it was a quarrel between * and just looked more and walked away.

"Let go." Jane Huan struggled hard, kicking and kicking, trying to get out of his grip.

"What are you pretending to be?" gangsters haven't seen such a decent girl for a long time. How can they let it go easily. "Everyone comes out to play."

Jian Huan's dizziness was more severe. She couldn't help it any more. She leaned over and vomited on the little gangster.

"I / fuck!" the gangster looked at a large piece of dirt on his chest, jumped his feet in anger, dragged Jane Huan and left, "go back and clean you up slowly!"

"Let her go." a low and magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as the gangster's footsteps stagnated, he turned around and saw a man in his early thirties, a gilt black contrast collar shirt, a dark brown thin tie, a dark night like black suit, wearing a coat outside, slender and tall, but his face was not very good-looking.

"Who am I talking about? When you're full, you have nothing to do?" the gangster spit on the ground.

Jane Huan felt sick again. Just as she wanted to get rid of the gangster's hand, her left hand was pulled by a strong force.

Huo Mo Ting was wearing a pair of leather gloves on his hand. Jian Huan stumbled. A sudden chill from his body rushed towards her. He was very tall. Jian Huan wore flat shoes up to his shoulder. Now he was pulled by him, and the whole person was shrouded in his shadow.

Seeing Bentley Europe not far behind Huo moting, the gangster muttered "bad luck" and left.

At the door of the bar, there was only Jane Huan and the man holding her hand.

She was drunk and flushed her cheeks. She stood with him in suits and shoes. Jane Huan thought she was a clown.

Without asking why he was here at this time, Jane Huan broke free of his hand, endured dizziness and wanted to leave for a moment.

However, before she took two steps, she was grabbed by her arm and dragged back, "where else do you want to go?"

"It's none of your business." Jane Huan pushed his hand, but she was more tightly clenched.

Huo Mo Ting pulled her to the car: "I'll take you back."

"No." Jane Huan was like a stubborn donkey frozen in place.

Huo Mo Ting looked back at her and frowned, "are you going or not?"

Jane Huan didn't respond. She hung her head and flushed her cheeks, just like a child playing with a little temper.

Huo Mo Ting suddenly realized that when his son was unhappy, his smelly and stubborn temper followed who, just like the woman in front of him.

He released her hand and said in a deep voice, "if you don't go, what phone will you call me?"

Listening to his cold and hard voice, Jane Huan also felt that she was making trouble without reason. She didn't start, "then you go."

“……”

A burst of cell phone rings abruptly.

Huo moting answered the phone: "what's the matter? You can do it yourself... Just say there's something in my family."

Jane Huan took the opportunity to run away, but the back collar was grabbed.

Huo Mo Ting's deep eyes stared at her, and his tone of speaking on the phone became very bad: "I hired you as a secretary. If you can't even solve this problem, put the resignation letter on my desk tomorrow... Let Lin Qian go and find some drinks if you can't."

Jane Huan's collar was pulled, and the cold wind poured in from the collar. She struggled a few times but didn't break free.

After hanging up the phone, Huo moting took the collar of her down jacket and wanted to drag her into the car without saying a word.

"You let go... Let go!" Jane Huan was dragged to follow suit. As soon as the wine strength came up, she suddenly pushed it.

He didn't notice for a moment and the whole person staggered.

Jane Huan slipped under his armpit, took two steps back, found his face gloomy, and ran away.

Obviously, she was not drunk, but she ran faster than the 800 meter test at school. The cold wind blew on her cheeks like a thin blade. However, she was caught before she ran far. The man who caught up with her dragged her back.

"Let go, you let go!" Jane Huan's head swelled and hurt, and his action was not gentle at all.

At last, Huo Mo Ting couldn't hold a woman jumping like a monkey. He pulled her to the street lamp post next to him.

Jane Huan's back suddenly hit the thin and hard pole, and there was a pain.