CEO's Forced Love

Because she was worried about Huo nianyan, Jian Huan ate a dull lunch. As soon as she finished, she urged Huo moting to go back to his room.

As soon as the door was opened, a small figure ran stealthily under their eyes, and the door of the second bedroom closed with a bang.

Huo nianyan quickly climbed up and covered himself with a quilt. He thought of their big fish and meat, but he was hungry here. Now he treated him like this. If they had their own children in the future, they didn't know how to abuse themselves, and tears fell down wrongfully.

He hates his father and Jane. They are bad guys and liars!

TV is right. Children with mothers are like treasure, children without mothers are like grass. His mother died early. He is the little dish sung in the play!

His favorite little Jane has become his stepmother. She won't be so good to him in the future. Will she give him poisonous apples? He seemed to have foreseen a tragic scene for himself in the future: wearing a broken cotton padded jacket, a withered and yellow face, carrying a broken basket, followed by "meat balls" that were so thin that only bones remained.

Thinking of "meatballs", Huo nianyan's tears flowed down again. He could only depend on "meatballs" in the future.

Suddenly, the quilt on his body was lifted. Huo nianyan looked back and saw Huo Mo Ting standing by the bed, slightly frowning at him: "get up."

His favorite little Jane has become his stepmother. She won't be so good to him in the future. Will she give him poisonous apples? He seemed to have foreseen a tragic scene for himself in the future: wearing a broken cotton padded jacket, with a withered and yellow face, carrying a broken basket, next to the "meat balls" that were so thin that only bones were left.

Thinking of "meatballs", Huo nianyan's tears flowed down again. He could only depend on "meatballs" in the future.

Suddenly, the quilt on his body was lifted. Huo nianyan looked back and saw Huo Mo Ting standing by the bed, slightly frowning at him: "get up."

Huo nianyan hummed twice, Yanyan straightened out his body on the bed, ignoring Huo moting's command.

Huo Mo Ting pulled him up with his nightgown and said expressionless, "who can I show him half dead?"

Huo nianyan kicked his feet carelessly and stared at him angrily: "you liar, you said to let little Jane with me, and you robbed me!"

"She will be your mother in the future, won't she be with you?" Huo Mo Ting answered quietly.

Huo nianyan was stunned, and then realized that he had really been cheated. He was so angry that he burst his hair: "that's different, different!"

"Why is it different?" Huo moting kicked his slippers to the bedside: "put on your shoes and go out to dinner."

Huo nianyan wore slippers, his long nightgown dragged the ground and red rabbit eyes. How can it be the same? If Jane is with him, her father will love him and Jane will love him; If Dad and Jane were together, he would become an unpleasant "oil bottle" among the large population.

What is a mop? That's a child hated by his father's stepmother.

Once he followed his grandmother to play mahjong. An old woman asked her grandmother if he would not live with her father if her father got married. When her grandmother went to the bathroom, the women secretly said that he was an oil bottle. When her father asked for a new wife, he couldn't live at home.

He doesn't want to be a mop, don't want his father to have children with his stepmother, and don't be driven out of the house to beg.

Some problems don't matter if you just think about them in your brain, but once they become a fact, they are a cruel topic.

Huo nianyan once thought about how beautiful and happy it would be to have dinner with Xiao Jian, his father and stepmother. But now he really wants to have a stepmother. He has no other ideas except panic and anxiety. How can his little Jane be his stepmother?

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Before coming up, Jian Huan specially took Huo moting and bought spring bamboo shoots and eggs in the supermarket next to the hotel.

Put the scrambled eggs with spring bamboo shoots on the table. Jian Huan looked up and saw Huo nianyan sitting on the sofa with his head tilted and in poor spirits.

Huo moting also sat on the sofa reading magazines in a comfortable posture and occasionally took a sip of coffee.

Jian Huan put the plate on the tea table in front of Huo nianyan, filled a bowl of rice and put the chopsticks beside the bowl. Seeing Huo nianyan, she didn't even lift her eyes. Knowing that the child was making trouble, she couldn't help asking Huo moting for help. The latter read the magazine and didn't dump her.

"Nian Yan, you eat first. I'm in the kitchen. Call me if you have a problem."

When Jian Huan washes the kitchen utensils and comes out, Huo nianyan has taken chopsticks to eat, but the eating phase is not very good.

Rice was everywhere on the tea table. Seeing Jane Huan coming out, Huo nianyan immediately glared: "such a hard meal, do you want to choke me?"

As soon as he finished, he got a blow on the back of his head.