CEO's Forced Love

When Jane Huan went to pay again, she met Jane Qinli who came out of the infusion room according to the back of her hand after hanging the drip.

The two face each other.

A man's impatient urging sounded behind Jane Huan: "why is it so slow? I'll hurry to play cards later!"

Jane Qinli glared at Jane Huan fiercely, and then ran over like a little daughter-in-law, "coming."

When he returned to the ward, Yan Jingshen was still sleeping. The doctor said that the fever caused by excessive fatigue and the wound on his head might be infected.

Jian Huan sat on the chair beside the bed and stared at Yan Jingshen's face. She was in a trance.

Just now she found that Jane Qinli was wearing 12 cm high heels and exquisite makeup. She didn't look like a pregnant woman at all. The man who urged her to drive a yellow Ferrari in her twenties knew that she was the second ancestor who played with female stars all day.

It seems that Jane Qinli has found the gold owner again. As for the child, it should be lost.

If Jane Qinli hadn't appeared at that time, I don't know if she still lives like these five years?

Continue to be patient, continue to be with him, continue to turn a blind eye to those Yingyan, continue to deceive themselves and others

Yan Jingshen put his hand on the * edge and clenched his fist tightly, as if there were something important in it.

She had guessed what it was. When he proposed to her with a ring, he said that he would cherish her and love her all his life. He would treat her wholeheartedly, regardless of birth, old age, illness, wealth, honor and lowly. Such a sincere oath seemed to be still in his ears.

Jane Huan didn't let herself think any more. She called Jiang Yingmei and just hung up, another call came in.

Seeing the caller ID on the mobile phone screen, Jane Huan pressed it without thinking.

The other party seemed not to give up. She called several more, and she hung up without mercy.

After a while, another text message came in - answer the phone.

The three concise words, however, have a strong force that does not allow her to refuse, but Jian Huan seems to press the switch off on the bar with him.

She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest, but her heart was in a mess. After a long time, she turned on the machine again. Only one missed the call. She hesitated for a while and still dialed. Even if she didn't want to go to dinner, she should clearly tell him that the phone was picked up after ringing for a long time.

"Hello." is a soft and beautiful female voice, also some familiar, Jane Huan hung up the phone directly.

Jane Huan got up from her chair, went to the window and looked at the scenery outside, but she couldn't stop being upset.

When she turned around, she found that Jiang Yingmei was already standing at the door of the ward, and Jane Huan was still confused that she had no time to put it away.

"At the end of the year, I still run to the hospital all day. How old do I have to be before I don't worry about being a mother?"

Jiang Yingmei went to the hospital bed, put down a heat preservation box and stared at the sleeping Yan Jingshen. A moment later, she took out an iron box from her bag. It was the one Jian Huan saw in the drawer of Yan Jingshen's bedroom bed cabinet: "I think I should give it to you, so I took it secretly."

Love is always unexpected, but there are few pairs that come to an end, and the result is often fragmented. But it is undeniable that the process of love is vigorous, happy and sweet. Even if it is sometimes fun in bitterness, it also believes that as long as there is love, it is equivalent to having the world simmer.

Jane Huan sat downstairs in the hospital for a long time, then opened the peninsula iron box on her lap and lay quietly with a bayonet.

It was with this needle that Yan Jingshen personally painted a budding Datura on her left ankle; Also with this thorn, she stabbed a Datura in full bloom on Yan Jingshen's chest bit by bit.

They lived in the demolished house. Even if they encountered major changes, they were not crushed by life. On the night of tattooing, they walked in a quiet alley. The road was bumpy and cold. He covered her frozen hands and breathed: "wife, is it cold? Mu"

She snuggled into his arms, and the dull pain in her ankle seemed to disappear in an instant. "It's not cold, it's warm."

Yan Jingshen hugged her tightly and her eyes were brighter than the stars in the sky. "I won't let you live here all the time. Huanhuan, I will make you happy."

Later, he entered the Yan's job, which had changed its ownership. He started at the bottom, recaptured Yan's and became an excellent upstart in Fengcheng's shopping mall. Some people said that he was lucky. A pie fell from the sky and gave him a chance to make a comeback, 10 million. Who is willing to invest in a hairy boy?

Jane Huan's fingertips rubbed the needle. I don't know why, she thought of those past events again.

The mobile phone shook again and again. She turned off the machine without even looking at it, and then got up and left the hospital.

On the bus, a girl's cell phone was stolen, and then a tall young man pulled a small thin man out of the car and beat him on the roadside.

Jane Huan looked at the girl who took the man's arm and tried to persuade him to forget it. She suddenly felt a little gloomy. She encountered * when she was reading in the library at school. She always rubbed against her. She didn't dare to tell her home for several days. She just complained with her deskmate.

The next day she went to read again, and the * leaned over again, but his hand had not touched her leg before it had been lifted to the ground.

At that time, how did she hold Yan Jingshen like the sky? I don't seem to remember.

They sat on the long wooden chairs under the campus Boulevard. The corners of his mouth and left eye were broken, but they shouted at her: "Jane Huan, if you let the dead old man take advantage of him, won't you hit him on the head with a book? If you kill him, our family can afford to pay!"