CEO's Forced Love

Huo nianyan put away the phone with satisfaction, looked up and asked the man sitting opposite reading the magazine: "Dad, is this all right?"

Jane Huan turned around with her mobile phone. Yan Jingshen had stood not far behind her.

"Friends?" he came up to her, looked down, and asked softly.

"I'm a student." Jane Huan instinctively didn't want to talk about this topic. "I'll go and see grandma and them."

Yan Jingshen still wanted to explore, seemingly inadvertently asked, "why haven't you heard of being so close to students before?"

"When have we talked calmly before?" Jane Huan asked casually as she served a fruit plate.

The speaker didn't listen to the intention of the listener. The smile on Yan Jing's deep face was momentary stiff, and Jian Huan had passed him out of the villa.

Ye Zhiqiu bit an apple and wandered out of the kitchen. He saw Yan Jingshen clubbing in the middle of the living room. He turned his eyes and couldn't find Jane Huan. The two people were probably uncomfortable again. She didn't bother to get involved, so she had to slip past Yan Jingshen silently behind her.

Unexpectedly, Yan Jingshen suddenly turned his head: "Zhiqiu, how did Huanhuan get so close to the students in the Art Center recently?"

"That child..." Ye Zhiqiu talked about the little villain who always installed a little tail wolf in front of Jane Huan. "He knew that he was pestering Jane Huan all day and shouted that he was true love for Jane Huan. If he didn't know, he thought Jane Huan was going to be his stepmother..."

Halfway through, ye Zhiqiu suddenly shut up, especially when he saw Yan Jingshen's strange face and smiled bitterly.

"Just kidding, watching and listening. I'll go out and see them first."

Yan Jingshen took a step forward and stopped her way: "the student has no mother?"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't expect him to grasp the key point at once. He was so hairy that he had to harden his head and nod: "dead."

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At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Jane Huan began to turn her head frequently and look at the pendulum clock in the living room.

"Why, Huanhuan, do you have anything else?" Jiang Yingyang had noticed that Jane Huan looked worried.

Jane Huan gathered the hair at her temples. "Well, I promised a student to help him with his homework."

In the final analysis, helping Huo nianyan finish his parent-child activities is to write a good composition, so Jian Huan naturally changed his opinion.

"Then you go. It's not good to break the appointment if you promise others." grandma took the initiative to let go.

Jane Huan took her bag and was ready to leave. Yan Jingshen, who was sitting in the living room, suddenly stood up and said, "I'll send you there."

"No," said Jane Huan, changing her shoes and opening the door.

Before she walked out of the iron gate of Yan's house, Yan Jingshen chased out and took the bag in her hand. "It's difficult to get a car here. I'd better give it to you."

"Your head injury hasn't healed yet. Go back and have a rest."

Yan Jingshen's hand was brushed away and stood quietly watching Jian Huan's back go away.

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When Jane Huan arrived at a small gate, Huo nianyan had already sat by the flower bed at the school gate with a big schoolbag on his back, shaking his little feet.

After catching the figure of Jane Huan, he immediately jumped down from the edge of the flower bed and rushed over, "little Jane!"

Jane Huan squatted down to catch him and pinched his tender and smooth face. "How can I sit here and wait? Is it cold?"

"It's not cold." Huo Nian smiled and put his two chubby little hands on Jian Huan's cheek. "If you don't believe it, cover it."

Jane smiled and held his hand, meat, small, with a cold, but also soft into her heart.

The Liang driver of the Huo family has driven to the roadside.

Huo nianyan took Jianhuan to the back seat, and shyly glanced at Jianhuan.

"What's the matter?" Jane Huan touched her face. "Is there anything dirty on the teacher's face?"

"No, no..." Huo nianyan shook his head with the rattle, then looked at Jian Huan, moved his little ass a little, and quietly pasted it on Jian Huan like ointment / medicine: "I just think today's little Jane is very beautiful."

Jane Huan lost her smile and touched his furry head, "little flatterer."

After a while, Jane Huan remembered something important. With a light "ah", she bowed her head and began to play with her bag.

"Little Jane, what are you looking for?" Huo nianyan craned his neck and looked curiously into his bag.

Soon, in front of Huo nianyan was a lovely little yellow doll.

"I knew too late to prepare a gift. I bought one as soon as I saw it in the mall."

Huo nianyan held the little yellow man in his hands, and he couldn't express his joy. Today, when he went to school, Lu Xiaoma had a little yellow man's * hanging on his schoolbag. Many students asked him where he bought it, but Lu Xiaoma turned his head back and refused to say. Now he has it, and it's better than Lu Xiaoma!

Jane Huan took the paper bag around her again. "This is from Grandma. See if you like it."

Huo nianyan couldn't wait to pull off the rope. A small head almost had to be buried in the bag. Then with a "wow", he took out a small yellow sweater from the inside, gestured to his body, pursed his small mouth and looked at Jian Huan shyly. "Xiao Jian, how do you know I like egg yellow?"

"It was grandma's choice, not me." Jianhuan thought Huo nianyan would run around happily if he wasn't in the car.

Huo nianyan held the sweater in his arms and said happily, "what grandma sent is not what you sent."