CEO's Forced Love

"Don't you walk with eyes? You don't want to live and come to fucking harm others!" the driver scolded in shock and drove away.

Jane Huan got up from the ground. It didn't matter, but the palm of her hand was worn out by the rough cement ground, which was burning and painful.

When a phone came in, she took out her phone, which showed Yanzhai's landline number.

Jane Huan restrained her disordered mood, took a deep breath, and tried to relax her breath: "Mom..."

"Jane! Take your parasitic relatives away from our family!"

Mrs. Yan's angry voice came, and Jane Huan was stunned. Ugly words kept popping out on the other end of the phone: "what? You really take yourself seriously and don't take a bath to take care of your virtue. The lower class is the lower class, and you can't get on the table!"

Jane Huan listened to old lady Yan's incessant abuse. Her temples tingled. A black Rolls Royce flashed away from her. She subconsciously regressed.

"If you don't show up in half an hour, I'll call the police immediately. You can do it yourself!"

The man hung up with a bang.

Jane Huan listened to the "beep" sound, and her fingers holding the mobile phone were blue and white.

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"We Jian Huan are your wife. Shouldn't he call me uncle?"

Jian Huan walked into Yan's house and heard Jian Qiuhua's voice. The rascal's tone made her pinch her handbag.

"Old lady, how can we say that we are also in laws? It's natural for Jingshen to help us Jian Huan. After all, we Jian Huan became your child's daughter-in-law at a young age. I was reluctant to talk to her uncle at that time..."

Every time there is a demand for the Yan family, Mr. and Mrs. Jian Qiuhua will perform double reed, like a day for 20 years.

"Daughter in law? Why didn't I know we had a daughter-in-law in Jingshen? Anglo American, do you know?"

"Mom..." Yan's mother Jiang Yingmei sat beside her mother-in-law in embarrassment.

Jian Qiuhua's wife Wu Xiumei has shouted, "what do you mean by this, old lady in law? I dare say that we Jane Huan came to your house as a servant? Your Yan family still claims to be a famous family. That's how they treat their in laws..."

"Enough!" a low, cold female voice stopped Wu Xiumei.

The living room was quiet for an instant. Everyone followed the sound and saw Jian Huan standing behind Wu Xiumei with her bag.

"What are you doing, moving, slow down... Ouch, Hello!"

Jane Huan dragged Wu Xiumei's arm out of Yan's house and walked a long way before she released her.

Jian Qiuhua scolded and followed him out.

Over the years, Jane Huan had already seen through the couple's faces, turned coldly and was about to leave.

Wu Xiumei quickly blocked Jian Huan's way: "the matter hasn't been solved yet? Where are you going?"

That sharp voice is incompatible with the high-end community environment.

"I told you many times not to come back to Yan's house or disturb them again."

"Is this your attitude to talk to your elders?" Jian Qiuhua's loud roar almost shocked the birds on the branches. He raised his sleeves and put his waist in his hands and pointed to Jian Huan's nose: "you white eyed wolf, you forget your roots now when you make a living, don't you?"

Wu Xiumei looked up at the door of Yan's house, without hiding her greed and jealousy in her eyes. "Huanhuan, you live in such a big mansion and let your aunt and uncle live in that 30 square meter old house with lily. Don't forget who pulled you up when you were a child."

Looking at the couple who sang and agreed, Jane Huan's eyes were cold: "it was grandma who raised me and you who sold me."

Wu Xiumei was speechless and her face turned blue and red.

"In a word, will you help with your cousin's affairs?" Jian Qiuhua cried with a frown.

Jian Qinli is only 19 years old this year. Not long ago, she was expelled from college for committing a crime and doing nothing to gnaw at the old family at home. Jian Huan didn't expect that Jian Qiuhua would come to Yan's family soon.

"I have answered you just now. If she has the ability, she can interview through normal channels."

With that, Jian Huan went back into Yan's house and closed the door again in Wu Xiumei's scolding.