CEO's Forced Love

Ye Zhiqiu saw that Huo's mother had been looking at her. There was no malice in her eyes. Instead, she seemed curious. Later, she found that she had not called anyone, and immediately respectfully said, "Hello, aunt."

A 'aunt' screamed old Mrs. Huo back to her senses. It seemed that there was a girl's sweet and soft voice in her ear, and she responded: "good, good!"

"Auntie, I came in such a hurry that I didn't buy anything for you and your uncle."

"Do not buy, do not buy, you can come, aunt is very happy."

Somehow, Mrs. Huo was found here

Tang is a little girl called 'aunt'. She is very happy.

Maybe because her eldest granddaughter is as old as this girl, she has become a grandmother there, but here, she has become an aunt again.

That mood was the same as her excitement when she was called sister by a three-year-old child at the age of 30.

Afraid of neglecting the guests, the old lady instructed the nanny to pour water in the kitchen. At the same time, she kindly asked Ye Zhiqiu, "is boiled water OK? Or do you like sugar tea?"

"Boiled water."

Then ye Zhiqiu turned and looked at Huo Zhongxiao next to him. Seeing that he looked like normal, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why are you still pestling there? Let's hurry up -" Mrs. Huo began to complain about her son. Half way through, she found that she didn't know the woman's name.

Ye Zhiqiu took the initiative to report his name: "Qiuqiu, happy joy."

The old lady suddenly realized and urged her son to take the man to the living room.

Huo Zhongxiao's hand gently held Ye Zhiqiu's waist behind his back and motioned her to go first, but ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to go too fast and followed him.

There was a man sitting in the living room. His military uniform was straight, his black hair was mixed with silver hair, his temples were all white, his face was solemn and solemn, and he looked a little difficult to get along with.

Ye Zhiqiu has guessed who he is. Even if he is afraid of each other, he still cleverly greets: "Hello, uncle!"

Huo Zhanming looked up, looked at her, expressionless, and then looked down at his newspaper. I didn't know you well and didn't want to talk to you.

Ye Zhiqiu was a little embarrassed and didn't know what he had done wrong.

The next moment her little hand was held again. Huo Zhongxiao still hugged her shoulder and spoke to her in a low but surprisingly gentle voice: "go and sit there for a while."

Then he took her to the sofa.

During this period, Huo Zhanming gave them a look.

Ye Zhiqiu sat quietly beside Huo Zhongxiao, his hands still holding his big hands. Huo Zhongxiao bowed his head and asked her if she was hungry.

Ye Zhiqiu said she was not hungry. As far as her eyes could see, Mrs. Huo came with the nanny carrying fruit cakes. She thought of helping: "aunt, I'll get it."

"No, you can sit down." Mrs. Huo stole a look at Ye Zhiqiu while she put her things. She thought the girl's tutor was good.

After sitting down, Mrs. Huo asked her son to have a look on the excuse that there was something wrong with her computer.

Huo Zhongxiao didn't refuse. He released Ye Zhiqiu's hand and got up and went to the second floor.

Seeing his spiritual pillar leave, ye Zhiqiu is more and more nervous. A girl who is very bold and skinny on weekdays doesn't even dare to breathe, for fear of accidentally lowering her impression score.

Especially Huo Zhongxiao's father doesn't seem to like himself very much.

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Mrs. Huo thinks she is a kind elder and will never do such low to scum things as supporting her son and bullying her girlfriend.

Brewing a good tone, the old lady asked Ye Zhiqiu some things with a smile, such as where you are, who else in your family, how you met our second son, how long you've known each other, and so on.

When ye Zhiqiu said that he was still studying at B University, commander Huo's action of turning the newspaper was stiff.

Mrs. Huo's smile was a little uncomfortable, but then she returned to normal: "reading is good. I have to learn more while I'm young. How old are you now?"

Ye Zhiqiu answered truthfully, "sophomore."

Sophomore, I think I'm 19? This choice of the other side, the requirements can not be too high, not minors

The old lady's heart relaxed in an instant. The more she looked at Ye Zhiqiu, the more beautiful she felt. Where is ah Xun? She said it very well. It's very, very good!

It's much more elegant than Han Jingqiu's beauty.

Mrs. Huo had sat next to Ye Zhiqiu, held her hand and looked at her nearby. She couldn't help but itch her hand, pinched the little girl's face, turned her head and said to commander Huo in surprise: "this skin can pinch out water!"

Ye Zhiqiu: "

The old lady looked back, looked at her white and tender face with envy and sighed, "it's nice to be young ~"