CEO's Forced Love

Lao Zhao paused a little and his throat moved up and down. After all, he didn't break the relationship between Ye Zhiqiu and Han Jingqiu: "Then it was you. The six-year-old Huo came. Now you come back and you two stand together. When everyone knows, it's estimated that he can line up a whole brigade. What's the most important for us to be a soldier, personal image and moral quality. Does he marry a young aunt or him..., I'll tell you at that time, no matter how ugly it is! This is not ancient times , you ask for a lovely wife to go home. Everyone envies you? Lao Huo had a heavy burden and a good background. Thank God that others don't take the opportunity to drop a stone. "

Not only the men on the table, but also the women's faces look a little strange. Lao Liang and Zhang Kai's dissuasion doesn't work.

Lao Zhao's wife had scolded her husband thousands of times in her heart, and regretted coming to eat the meal. She was afraid that Huo Zhongxiao would turn his face and desperately wanted to drag Lao Zhao away: "drink like this, say less, take you to wash your face and go!"

"I haven't finished yet." Lao Zhao pointed to Ye Zhiqiu and said, "in the army, it's just like an enterprise. Love is nothing. Can you like it as a meal? When you are with him, you bring him trouble but danger. If you hadn't fooled around and called him six years ago, Lao Huo wouldn't --"

Lao Zhao suddenly shuddered. There was still liquid dripping from his chin, and his breath was full of the smell of alcohol.

The restaurant rang with the sound of cups falling on the table.

Lao Zhao seemed to wake up from a dream. The atmosphere around him was embarrassing. Huo Zhongxiao rushed over the glass of wine, although he played it lightly.

Then he heard Huo Zhongxiao's faint voice. He said, "Zhao Xun, you've drunk too much."

Did he drink too much?

Lao Zhao knew he was not drunk. He was very sober! Just wanted to speak again, but his voice choked in his throat.

Because Huo Zhongxiao is looking at himself.

Without any emotion, just look at yourself quietly.

That kind of gaze, however, made Lao Zhao excited and had a feeling of being on his back.

This was also the first time he felt that Huo Zhongxiao's eyes could be so deep and deep, like a dark secluded pool.

After a moment of silence, Lao Liang had stood up and made a round, and the others followed him, trying to uncover the matter quietly.

Huo Zhongxiao only spilled the wine on Lao Zhao's face instead of leaving angrily, which has given Lao Liang face.

Others also saw that Huo Zhongxiao didn't mean to break up with Zhao Xun.

Since the party concerned intends to treat this as a drunken speech, others are happy to see its success. After all, we are friends for many years and don't want to share with anyone.

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Ye Zhiqiu watched Lao Zhao wet a large shirt with wine. Just now she was temporarily absent-minded. Although Lao Zhao's words embarrassed her on this occasion, she knew very well that what Lao Zhao said was not wrong. He just cared about his old friend and didn't want his future to be destroyed in the hands of a woman.

——And this woman is also the niece of Huo Zhongxiao's ex-wife.

As for Huo Zhongxiao, ye Zhiqiu didn't expect that he would pick up the wine cup and throw it on people.

Neither fast nor slow, she could find the empty cup, and the air was thick with Baijiu flavor.

Ye Zhiqiu turned his head to see Huo Zhongxiao around him.

Under the bright incandescent light, Huo Zhongxiao's eyebrow bones were high, his eye sockets were slightly concave, and his angular face was cold. He didn't say a word more, but everyone present would not understand what such silence represented.

Lao Liang twisted a wet towel from the bathroom. Lao Zhao's wife took it. While wiping her husband's face, she apologized to Huo Zhongxiao: "Zhongxiao, don't take it to heart. Once he drinks too much, he can't control his mouth."

Lao Zhao had recovered from his ambitious words and looked at Huo Zhongxiao angrily. He was no longer reluctant and walked down the steps given by others: "Zhongxiao, I didn't mean it just now. People are old and like to talk when they drink. You have the right to think I'm farting. Don't worry about me."

"It's rare for everyone to get together for dinner. Don't be unhappy about a few words."

Zhang Kai didn't want to leave a gap between his friends. He helped Lao Zhao speak well to Huo Zhongxiao: "second brother, Lao Zhao has been like this lately. Last time I was taught a lesson by him when he was drunk and pulled his clothes. When he woke up, he didn't remember anything."

"..." Huo Zhongxiao didn't speak and kept chopsticks in his hand.

Ye Zhiqiu is no longer a teenage girl. She won't feel complacent when she sees Huo Zhongxiao pouring Lao Zhao's wine. She doesn't feel complacent because Huo Zhongxiao is proud of treating her friends like this. Just like Qin Shisheng said bad things about Huo Zhongxiao at that time, she will refute Qin Shisheng, but she didn't want to cut off friends. A really mature and steady person won't be surprised because his friends said he didn't want to hear It's really thinking of breaking up after caring about your words, even if there are problems in the occasion or way your friends talk.

The atmosphere in the restaurant was once deadlocked.

This was also the first time she had seen Huo Zhongxiao so angry since she knew him, even though there was no sign of storm.

Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help raising his hand and covering Huo Zhongxiao's arm. This action was soothing.

Under his hands, the man's arms are strong and tight.

Ye Zhiqiu spoke in a light voice with concern: "you also said that political commissar Zhao drank too much. I didn't hear what he just said. It's hard for you friends to come out for dinner. Do you really want to break up unhappily?"

Then she shook Huo Zhongxiao's arm gently, and her tone seemed to be coquettish with him: "don't be unhappy, okay?"

Huo Zhongxiao turned his head and looked at her. His eyes fell on her bright little face. His eyebrows loosened slightly, and the accumulated depression gradually dissipated. He put a small plate containing three pieces of braised meat in front of her: "don't you like braised meat? Have a try."

The fat part of the braised pork has been pinched off and put on another plate.

Just then the doorbell rang.