CEO's Forced Love

She still remembers seeing Han Minjing lying bloody in front of the inpatient building. Over the years, she occasionally dreamed that she always thought she had forced her mother to death.

Ye Zhiqiu bit the back of her hand with her teeth. The slightest pain reached the bottom of her heart, and her original clear vision gradually blurred.

There was a sudden noise downstairs.

Then came the sound of hurried footsteps upstairs.

Regardless of the obstacles from Aunt fan and ye Zhimin behind her, Yan Lian went straight to the second floor and was grabbed by Ye zanwen who came out of the study: "what are you doing here if you don't rest at home?"

"Can't I come? Even if I have no name or point, my daughter is also a child of the Ye family!"

Yan Lian almost clenched her teeth and said these words.

Her eyes are full of blood, which is the reason why she hasn't slept well for a long time. After that, she will go to the room where ye Zhiqiu is located.

Ye zanwen didn't let go and whispered, "come downstairs with me and make trouble again."

Yan Lian didn't listen, but tried to break free from his imprisonment.

Just then, the door of Ye Zhiqiu's room opened.

At the moment of seeing ye Zhiqiu, Yan Lian was stunned, and then struggled even more. Ye zanwen could only hold her with both hands, the green tendons on her forehead protruded, and shouted, "what are you crazy! Go back with me!"

"You let me go. I have something to ask her tonight."

Yan Lian's voice was very light, but her hand movements were cruel.

Seeing the potential, ye Zhimin took the lead in the past and held Ye Zhiqiu's shoulder from behind. "Go to my sister-in-law's house to sleep tonight, pack up your things and let's go."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at the paranoid Yan Lian, not in a hurry to avoid, but directly looked at Yan Lian.

Yan Lian's mood was about to collapse. She struggled and said to ye zanwen, "now she is your only child, so she is protected so firmly? What about my two children? Because she died, because of her!"

Ye zanwen roared back, "are you crazy enough!"

"No!" Yan Lian turned to look at Ye Zhiqiu and said in a trembling voice, "do you hate me so much that you want to kill all my children and even my sister's husband! Because Jingyu found that you had a dirty thing with Huo Zhongxiao, you were in a hurry to kill her. Aunt Liang was right. You are a broom!"

Ye Jiming has come out of his study. His face is blue and he orders ye zanwen to take him away.

As for Yan Lian, he didn't even look at it.

Yan Lian looked at Ye Jiming. Because she was unwilling, her voice became more and more sad: "just because I am not a child of the Han family, you never look down on me. What about your grandchildren and grandchildren? What's wrong with them? Why are you so eccentric!"

"I've said enough!" ye zanwen's roar rang through the corridor.

"Not enough!"

Yan Lian vented her anger. She grabbed ye zanwen's shirt with her back hand, raised her head and said, "don't you always suspect that she is not your child? Otherwise, go to the hospital for a paternity test, your son and daughter are dead, that is, she will die, how can she be your daughter?"

"Shut the fuck up!"

Ye zanwen couldn't bear it and dragged her downstairs: "go, you hear me!"

Yan Lian was dragged to stagger, but she also turned to Ye Zhiqiu and said: "How lofty do you think your mother is? After marriage, she rolled the sheets with other men before she had you. When your father worked hard in Hainan, I was with him. What else would your mother do except pretend to be cold and arrogant? Obviously, I liked your father first, but I had to give it to your mother because she was the eldest miss of the Han family!"

Ye Jiming, with a green face, scolded his son coldly: "it's all your evil debts!"

Then he went back into the study and slammed the door heavily.

Yan Lian was finally dragged away by Ye zanwen, but her voice lingered over the yard for a long time, and the resentment between her words seemed to seep into her bones.

"People like you can even kiss their brothers and sisters. How do you deserve happiness? You don't deserve it!"

Ye Zhiqiu stood at the door, as if Yan Lian was almost cursed.

Ye Zhimin hugged Ye Zhiqiu's body and lowered her voice: "it's estimated that Jingyu's death has hit her too hard. It's pure nonsense. Go to my aunt's house to sleep tonight. Yanyan will be very happy to see you."

"I'm fine. Go back, sister-in-law."

Lu Jinyan didn't know when he was standing at the entrance of the stairs. He took a handlebar in one hand and looked at Ye Zhiqiu here with worry.

Ye Zhiqiu took back his arm from ye Zhimin. "In a few days, I'll go to Lu's house to see rouge."

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After ye Zhimin's mother and son left, the whole house suddenly quieted down.

Aunt fan mixed water with a mop and began to clean up the footprints left by Yan Lian. Soon the floor was as clean as before, as if Yan Lian had never been in the future tonight.

Ye Zhiqiu walks into the bedroom. There are already more text messages on his mobile phone.

She called back directly.

Hearing Huo Zhongxiao's voice, all the chaotic emotions returned to their original position. She was lying in bed holding her mobile phone and suddenly said, "shall we adopt a girl in the future? She is as lovely as rouge."

Huo Zhongxiao smiled, "have you thought so long?"

Ye Zhiqiu bent his legs and made up his mind: "if you go to Tibet, I'm willing to go with you."

At the other end of the phone, there was a brief silence, only the man's breathing.

After a while, Huo Zhongxiao whispered, "at noon, did you hear?"

"Yes."

Ye Zhiqiu bent his lips and had an idea in his mind: "when you are in the army, I will rent a house nearby. If I can, I can do some business."

Huo Zhongxiao asked again, "are you really willing to go there with me?"

"Can you stop?"

As soon as ye Zhiqiu finished speaking, there was a sudden silence.

She wanted to ask him, if she didn't follow her to Tibet, would he transfer there to be a monk alone?

But after all, I didn't ask again.

"I'm going to sleep." Ye Zhiqiu suddenly said.

Huo Zhongxiao whispered.

Ye Zhiqiu secretly scolds a muggy gourd in her heart. She does not understand Huo Zhongxiao's temperament occasionally. She looks very honest and quiet, but sometimes she looks like a teenager.

Her voice with a little temper passed through the microphone: "hang up."

After receiving the line, ye Zhiqiu lay on the bed, but his mobile phone lit up again in a few seconds and came in Huo Zhongxiao's text message.

Have an early rest!

Ye Zhiqiu turned over.

She lay on her back, holding her cell phone in her hands, put it on her chest, empty her brain and close her eyes.

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