CEO's Forced Love

Huo Mo Ting looked at her "admit mistake" attitude with her eyelashes down and said nothing. Her tone was not as tough as before: "how can you play a child's temper like reading words? If someone who doesn't know about it sees it, he thinks I'm bullying you."

Aren't you just bullying me?

Jane Huan was angry, but she said faintly, "I don't want to talk to you. Let go of me."

Huo Mo Ting was also angry: "I told you so much that I'm wasting my tongue, isn't it?" he couldn't get down on his face.

He had never coaxed a woman or said sweet words before. It was rare for him to lower his body and whisper softly here. As a result, she still had such an attitude.

It's a woman like her.

Jane Huan looked at him with a look of wind and rain, and retorted, "if you can't get used to it, go away, and no one will keep you."

Huo Mo Ting completely sank his face, then really let go of her hand, turned and left. She didn't stop for a moment. Not long ago, Jian Huan saw a Bentley Continental driving past her. It was fleeting and soon disappeared. She knew that he had parked his car in the open space here.

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As soon as Jane Huan stepped into the yard, grandma took a shovel and leaned half out of the kitchen: "bring in the salt quickly."

When Jane Huan was found empty handed, grandma looked behind her: "where's Xiaoting? Why didn't she come back with you?"

"He's back." Jane Huan said, then turned around and went out, leaving a sentence: "I'll buy salt."

Grandma didn't say much when she looked at her, but sighed helplessly.

Jane Huan bought a bag of fine salt. As soon as she got home, she was stopped.

——It was the man in Huo Mo Ting's mouth who squatted on the roadside with a job and looked at Jane Huan laughing like a fool.

Jian Huan had a vague impression of Liu Qixing. She played together when she was a child. Later, she went to Yan's house and alienated her childhood playmates here. In the past, she could see him every time she came back, or smiled shyly at her from far or near. Jian Huan guessed how much he might like himself.

"Brother Qixing, what are you doing?" Jane Huan stopped and turned to look at him.

Liu Qixing grabbed his inch and carried a large handful of vegetables in his left hand: "they are all planted by his own family. My mother asked me to send some to your family."

Jian Huan didn't feel dirty, so he took it directly, "brother seven, come in and sit down!"

"No, no!" Liu Qixing waved his hand. In fact, he wanted to send these vegetables. His eyes kept glancing into the yard. "Your husband has gone out? And his son, why didn't he come out to play? Now many people in the village are saying that you are lucky and married a good husband."

Liu Qixing said this with envy, but he didn't hide the sour taste. Jian Huan was his daughter-in-law in open crotch pants, but it was cheaper for others. Just now, he had been secretly paying attention to the "couple" going to the supermarket. He also saw that they didn't agree with each other, and the man drove away.

"I saw it just now." Liu Qixing noticed Jian Huan's face. "Aren't those rich people in the city so angry?"

Jane Huan: "... He's not my husband."

Liu Qixing was stunned. His brain couldn't turn around. He pointed to the yard, opened his mouth, but said a word, "that... That child..."

"It's my student. Their father and son came here for a year."

"What about your husband?" Liu Qixing never forgot this key issue. His heart pounded, excited and nervous.

Jianhuan knew that he was a sincere person, so she would say so much, but she didn't want to talk too much about some topics. Just trying to find an excuse to enter the house, a "didi" car whistle came. Jianhuan and Liu Qixing turned around at the same time, and a golden continental Bentley on the beach had stopped in front of the door.

Huo Mo Ting got out of the car with a face and a car key in his hand. Without looking at them, he went directly into the yard.

Liu Qixing: "Huanhuan, why don't you take your grandmother to my house for dinner tonight? Everyone is lively together."

"No, there are guests at home." Jane Huan prevaricated.

"They live in your house for a new year and let them cook by themselves."

Jane Huan: "I still won't go. Thank you for your food. Come and sit at home when you're free. You'd better go back to dinner early."

Liu Qixing poked his neck and looked into the yard, "Huanhuan, my mouth is thirsty. Can I go in and have a cup of tea?"

"I may not have boiled water at home. If you are thirsty, go home quickly. It's only a few steps anyway."

After hearing this, Liu Qixing looked at Jian Huan with a straight face, "Huanhuan, tell me honestly, what's the relationship between the man who just went in and you?"

Jane Huan frowned: "didn't I just say that? I'm the parent of a student."