CEO's Forced Love

The car drove back to Huo moting's company and took the VIP elevator directly from the parking lot to his office.

Until she took a bath and came out in Huo Mo Ting's clothes, Jane Huan was still dizzy. She didn't know how to follow up?

Huo moting's suit was left on the bed and he was not in the lounge. Jane Huan thought about it. She went to take his suit and hung it on the hanger with the coat she borrowed before, found a hair dryer to dry the water stains on it, and then cleaned up the lounge for him a little.

Jian Huan opened the door of the lounge and came out. She saw Huo Mo Ting sitting behind his desk in a white shirt and looking down at the documents.

She didn't want to disturb him. She walked gently to the sofa area for guests and sat down. Then she was attracted by a picture on the tea table.

In the photo, Huo Mo Ting holds Huo nianyan, who is still a little younger. His father and son have opposite expressions. Huo Mo Ting's face is smelly. Huo nianyan smiles like Maitreya Buddha. He is wearing a festive red Tang suit with only a handful of hair on his head, grinning with two front teeth and pink teeth *.

The more Jian Huan looks at Huo nianyan, the more cute she feels. It seems that all her bad moods will come to naught as soon as she meets Huo nianyan. Holding the photo, she can't help but want to kiss the naive little Fuwa above. Huo moting's faint voice suddenly sounded in the office: "that's the picture of Nian Yan."

Jian Huan turned and looked at him. Huo Mo Ting didn't look up. While reading the documents, he inadvertently said, "he likes taking photos since he was a child."

After a pause, he looked up and said, "it seems that some of them are in the drawer of the bookcase."

Jianhuan looked at his dark eyes. He seemed to be explaining it to her. Jianhuan had to follow his words: "can I see it?"

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When the drawer was opened, Jian Huan was surprised to see the full photos. She picked them up one by one. There were Huo nianyan of different ages.

Some are group photos of Huo moting and Huo nianyan. Almost every photo of Huo moting looks impatient if he doesn't frown or have a black face.

But Huo nianyan's mother never appeared in the picture.

Is it true that his mother died as soon as he was born, as rumored?

"Do you like anything?" a man's mellow voice came in her ear. Jane Huan was a little surprised, and the picture in her hand fell back into the drawer.

Huo Mo Ting was very close to her and stood behind her, giving her a sense of oppression.

"When he was just born, he cried every day. It was useless for Aunt Li to coax him. I had to take him to work. Often he sat on the sofa with a bottle and watched me work. And this photo was taken at Tokyo Disneyland when he was three."

Huo Mo Ting stretched out his hand behind her to take the photos in the drawer. From a distance, it was like he was holding her to enjoy the photos.

When Jian Huan saw the photo of Huo nianyan on the carousel, she forgot their awkward posture. Huo moting's voice was very close. I don't know whether he meant it or not. His breath was sprayed in her hair, "At that time, I was negotiating with my partner about the development project of the land next to the amusement park. As soon as I wasn't careful, he slipped away from me. Later, the police said they saw a suspicious trafficker and saved him."

Jane Huan listened to him and looked at the heartless child in the photo. She felt the white and tender face in the photo, which was sad.

"When I was a child, nianyan often asked me why everyone else had a mother?"

Huo Mo Ting suddenly looked at her side face, "I couldn't answer at that time. If he is asking now, how do you say I should answer?"

Jane Huan looked back at him. Her cheek rubbed the corner of his lips. He was so close that their hearts could be heard clearly. He stared at her with deep and focused eyes. The fluctuation in the bottom of his eyes suddenly made her overwhelmed, "I..."

"If the mother who read the speech is still alive, she will want to read the speech. Does the child still think... He is just a burden?"

"If the mother who read the speech is still alive, she will want to read the speech. Does the child still think... He is just a burden?"

Huo moting sounded like a casual sentence, but pulled a string in Jian Huan's heart. His breath surrounded her and could not be ignored by her.

Jane Huan opened her mouth, but found that her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound. Her legs were a little soft.

Huo moting didn't give up. His low and slow voice was like a mountain pressing on her, "if it were you, what would you choose?"

How would she choose? If she had such a big son, how could it be? How could it be

The buzzing vibration of the mobile phone kept ringing in the office.

Huo moting finally left behind her, turned back to his desk and picked up his mobile phone: "what's the matter?"

The pressure around her disappeared. Jian Huan was relieved, but she still didn't dare to see Huo Mo ting. She just looked down at the photos of Huo nianyan. His words were not light or heavy, but they just touched the unknown secret hidden in her heart——

She once had a child, but the child's mother was not her. She just provided a uterus.

Over there, Huo Mo Ting had hung up the phone and looked at her: "there's something wrong with my family. I want to hurry back." then he went into the rest room, put on a suit and came out with his coat. Before he opened the office door and went out, he looked back: "remember to pick up the speech in the afternoon."

Jane Huan was stared at by his deep eyes and nodded subconsciously. He left with satisfaction.