CEO's Forced Love

Huo Mo Ting glanced at him, and his tone was neither salty nor light. "Do I need your approval to come?"

"Dad, do you want to spend the new year with little Jane?" Huo nianyan suddenly changed his attitude and asked the thief.

Huo moting took a towel and wiped his fingers gracefully.

Huo nianyan has said with longing on his face: "I'm looking for little Jane just to spend the new year with her, sleep with little Jane and have a reunion dinner with her."

Seeing that Huo Mo Ting didn't speak, he looked at the door again. After confirming that there was no one, he was a little brave, "Dad, I regret it."

Huo Mo Ting just poured the water in the basin. After listening to this, he looked up and said something to Huo with a small mouth.

"I thought I could treat her as a stepmother, but I found that I still couldn't let go of my feelings for little Jane, and she liked me very much." Huo said, looking at Huo Mo Ting who had not made much statement: "Dad, you give her to me, we really like each other."

"When did I say to let her be your stepmother?" Huo Mo Ting said coolly.

Huo nianyan was almost knocked unconscious by the sudden "good news": "Dad, are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Huo Mo Ting has opened the empty door of the kitchen and went out.

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Jane Huan stayed in the room until grandma called her outside for the third time before she opened the door and went out.

Some things, some emotions, all surged at the moment of seeing Huo Mo ting. Even if she picked it up first, it was more difficult for her to face him frankly than to go to heaven. He was her first man, or the first man to possess her in that situation.

What Huo moting said that day was like a barb growing in her heart. If you touch it gently, you will feel uncomfortable

Grandma warmly entertained the Huo family. In the past, when the Jian Qiuhua family still lived here, they only knew how to make trouble all day. During the new year, they wanted to take some money from the old man. In addition to the noise, Wu Xiumei's cry has not been so lively for a long time.

Jianhuan saw Huo nianyan standing in front of the chicken pen with a small bowl to feed the chicken. For a moment, she was a little distracted.

"What are you thinking?" a low male voice pierced her nerves through the layers of mist.

Jane Huan turned a little and found that Huo moting had stood behind her obliquely.

The noon sun was warm, he didn't put on his coat, and his tall figure cast a shadow on her.

Jian Huan could even sense his eyes on his face. When she saw that he was suspected of deliberately narrowing the distance between them, she raised her hand and hooked the hair on the sideburns, and then walked down the steps without trace to help grandma serve food in the kitchen.

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Grandma was pounding a large pot of white rice. She saw Jane Huan come in and stop, "I see what's wrong with you today?"

"Yes?" Jane Huan avoided grandma's eyes and took out four bowls from the cabinet. "Maybe the train took too long."

"Listen to Xiao Ting, Nian Yan came to you from Fengcheng?"

Jane Huan said well. Grandma saw her absent-minded and looked outside. "How does Xiao Ting know our address?"

Understanding the implication of grandma's words, Jane Huan denied: "I didn't tell him."

"What do you think?"

Jane Huan looked at her grandmother puzzled and didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a moment.

Grandma looked at her with a little worry in her eyes: "is it because of you that you divorced Jingshen?"

Jian Huan was still wronged by the question, even if she knew that grandma said it because she didn't know it.

"Little Jane, little Jane!" Huo nianyan shouted happily as she walked into the kitchen.

Grandma looked at the lovely and sensible Huo nianyan, sighed slightly, stopped asking Jane Huan, and went out with two dishes.

Jane Huan washes Huo nianyan's hands and urges him to go to the main house. She gathers her disordered thoughts and goes to the stove for dinner.

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Jane went over with three bowls of rice. Huo nianyan was sitting on the bench, shaking two legs that couldn't reach the ground, and occasionally stretched out his small hand. When people didn't pay attention, he quickly picked up a little dish, stuffed it into his mouth and swallowed it. Seeing Jane Huan coming in, he hurried off the stool and ran over to help her get her rice bowl.

Huo moting was not at the table, but he didn't see him when he passed by the yard just now.

But Jane Huan didn't ask him where he had gone.

She turned and went to the kitchen to get the rest of the bowl of rice. Grandma put the dishes and reminded, "I haven't taken chopsticks yet."