CEO's Forced Love

At the door of the police station, a man was surrounded by people.

The white shirt and black suit were covered with a camel coat. His handsome face was reflected in the morning light, lining his facial features more and more deeply. He pursed his thin lips and walked down the steps. The cold and noble feeling on his body shocked the depths of people's soul.

Even ye Zhiqiu, who read countless beauties, couldn't help sighing: "this age, this appearance, this bearing, the best!"

"It's more than the best... It's the ultimate male god!" Qin Shisheng's eyes lit up.

Jane Huan looked at the man with the stars and the moon and slightly frowned. Has she seen him somewhere?

"But... Why do I think this male God looks so familiar?"

Qin Shisheng bit his lips and recalled. The next moment, his face looked strangely at Ye Zhiqiu beside him: "he seems to be..."

"The one with the bath towel..." Ye Zhiqiu compared his gestures. His expression was as wonderful as it could be.

"Which?" Jane Huan turned to look at the two people who were speaking in sign language.

"Ha ha..." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and hugged Jian Huan: "I don't know you, a customer of Qin Shisheng."

Jian Huan turned to Qin Shisheng, who immediately nodded for fear that she wouldn't believe it.

Suddenly, she noticed that there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at herself.

Jian Huan looked sideways and saw the "male god" in Qin Shisheng's mouth standing at the foot of the steps, his eyes on her.

His eyes were deep, quiet, but thought-provoking.

At the moment when the four eyes were opposite, Jane Huan's heartbeat missed a beat, as if she was to be sucked into his pair of introverted black eyes. Even though she was a distance away, she still couldn't resist the deep emotion in his eyes.

The shoulder was suddenly slapped heavily.

Jane huangang staggered her gaze with the man, who had been pulled into the co pilot's seat by Qin Shisheng.

"No longer can you change the fact that you are a married woman."

"I just think he looks familiar," said Jane Huan, looking out of the window again.

Ye Zhiqiu and Qin Shisheng looked at each other. One rushed up and turned Jian Huan's head to prevent her from looking outside. One hurried to drive away from the police station and denied Jian Huan's idea: "we haven't seen him in the fashion circle, and you're even more unlikely!"

Qin Shisheng held Jian Huan's face and pursed his mouth: "if you want to empathize, you don't have to find such a bad excuse, I know."

"What nonsense?" Jane Huan knocked off his hand, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, too lazy to pay attention to him again.

Qin Shisheng leaned back to his seat and sighed: "you are hanging from the tree of yanjingshen!"

Jane Huan picked up the corner of her eyebrow and squeezed the bag on her lap with both hands. She was bitter in her heart, but she didn't open her eyes.

……

Jane Huan has lived outside with Ye Zhiqiu all these years.

After returning Qin Shisheng to his residence, ye Zhiqiu turned the car back to their apartment.

On the way, Jian Huan received a call from Yan's mother.

"Huanhuan, where is the depth of field?"

Yan Jinyuan, the eldest son of the Yan family, and his son Yan Yifan died in an accident six years ago. Now there are only Mrs. Yan, Yan's mother and Yan Jingshen's brothers and sisters left in the Yan family, and Yan's mother is the only elder in the Yan family who treats her as before.

"Huanhuan, why don't you talk? Did depth of field bully you again?"

I didn't hear her answer. There was an anxious and nervous voice of concern over the phone.

Jane Huan clenched her mobile phone, and there was a shallow smile on her lips: "no, we're fine."

"Really?" Yan's mother's tone was suspicious.

"How could I lie to you?" Jane Huan avoided Ye Zhiqiu and reached for her mobile phone.

"Then mom can rest assured. Huanhuan, you live outside alone and have to take care of yourself, you know?"

"Well, I will. Mom, your spine is not very good. Remember to do massage on time."

After a few words with Yan's mother, Jane huancai hung up the phone and saw Ye Zhiqiu's disapproving eyes.

"You were not with Yan Jingshen last night. Why did you lie?"

Jane Huan put her mobile phone in her bag and said, "she's old. I don't want her to worry."

"If she really cares about you, what was she doing when you were driven out of Yan's house by the old woman with a crutch? Shed a few tears and say a few good words, who wouldn't? If it weren't for your years... His Yan Jingshen didn't have such a lot of money to regain control of Yan's family, it would be you. If you were sold, you would have to count money for their Yan's family."

Under the pressure of the sour and astringent in the bottom of her heart, Jane Huan joked, "so, you're not the daughter-in-law of the Yan family."

Ye Zhiqiu has taken the contract she signed with Mrs. Chen last night and looked through it.

"How many things have you done behind Yan Jingshen's back?"

Jane Huan felt a little cold. She hugged her arms, closed her eyes and said softly, "this is what I should do."

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly parked his car on the roadside.

"Jian Huan, are you really sure that Yan Jingshen still loves you as much as he used to?"

Jane Huan's eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't open her eyes, as if hiding her fluctuating emotions.

... love?

The word is far away from her.

For many years, she never heard that sentence from that population again

"Even you can't deceive yourself?"

Ye Zhiqiu sighed faintly and looked at Jian Huan around him: "the reason why you came to this step is that you suddenly disappeared for more than a year when you were in trouble at Yan's house. If you don't untie this knot, you will never come together."

Jane Huan opened her eyes, but her eyes were full of sour: "even if I said it, would he believe it?"

"How do you know the result if you don't try?"

Ye Zhiqiu held her hand and encouraged: "five years ago, the wife has passed away, and the child has not appeared in your life. If you want to make up with Yan Jingshen, you must confess all the things that happened that year to him, and let him know that you didn't just leave when he was in the most difficult time."

Jane Huan looked at Ye Zhiqiu with hesitation and uncertainty. She didn't intend to tell the secret when she returned to Yan's house with that check five years ago.

This is what she promised.

"Don't hesitate," Ye Zhiqiu thrust the contract into her hand: "take it and have a good talk with Yan Jingshen!"