CEO's Forced Love

Then he glanced at the corners of his mouth as if to say, "I didn't stop you again."

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Jane Huan walked out of the unit building and looked back without calmness.

When she was confused with Huo moting, she guessed that one day the Huo family would come to the door. After spending so many years in Yan's family, she knew more or less the taboos of these rich and red families in the marriage of their children and grandchildren. People like the Huo family might not allow their daughter-in-law to be a divorced woman.

Although she was prepared, Jian Huan was still at a loss when she really saw Mrs. Huo coming up / at the door.

The old lady's current attitude also makes Jane Huan incomprehensible. Does the old man want to use static braking to let her take the initiative to "admit her mistake"?

Compared with Jane Huan's wishful thinking at the moment, Mrs. Huo seems to have a much simpler mind. She is looking downstairs from time to time. When the footsteps approach, she immediately trimmed her slightly messy hair on her temples, and then put on a high posture.

As soon as Jane Huan came up, she saw old Mrs. Huo still standing in her place: "you..."

"Finished taking out the garbage?" the old lady glanced at her faintly, and then went upstairs with Prada's handbag.

Mrs. Huo was wearing the latest skirt and short coat of Louis Vuitton Buddha last winter. Jane Huan had seen these in the magazine Ye Zhiqiu took back. At that time, the model wearing this suit was only twenty-three or four years old.

When she reached the fifth floor, Mrs. Huo looked at the clean walking platform and loosened her frown. She looked at the apartment on the left and the one on the right. Then she turned back and asked Jane Huan behind her: "which one?"

Jane Huan went up and took out the key to open the anti-theft door of the apartment on the right. She took off her shoes and changed for a cotton mop, but her hand had not touched the slippers on the shoe cabinet, and her other hand had crossed over. She took the cotton mop first. Jane Huan turned her head, and the old lady had put the broken cotton mop on her feet.

Mrs. Huo was surprised when she saw Jane Huan looking at herself: "don't entertain me deliberately. I'll change my shoes myself. Just order at will."

“……”

The old lady walked in and walked around the apartment with her bag gracefully, just like returning to her own house.

Jane Huan had to change into the cotton mop specially prepared for the guests at home and followed the old man, like a little maid who followed the old Buddha.

Mrs. Huo didn't find it interesting. She pursed her mouth a little uninteresting. When she sat down in the living room, she gave a "ouch" and her men consciously touched her waist.

"Did you twist it just now? I'll get the potion and wipe it."

"Come back!" the old lady frowned and shouted to Jane Huan, who was going to go back to her room to get the drop medicine, "put me some hot water."

Jane Huan didn't understand what she meant.

When Mrs. Huo saw that Jane Huan was motionless, she stared at her: "you pushed me down. I'm so dirty now. I have to take a bath?"

"Did you misunderstand something?" Jane Huan frowned slightly. The charge of pushing people can be big or small.

"I'm not going to sue you. What are you afraid of?" the old lady stood up and walked to the bathroom.

"I didn't push you. You stepped on the orange peel and fell. If you don't believe it, I still have photos here."

Jane Huan has touched out her mobile phone and turned to the photos. The old lady took over the mobile phone with disbelief. When she saw the indecent posture of puckering her ass on the ground in the photo, her face was a little embarrassed: "I didn't expect you to be kind-hearted at a young age. You pushed people and knew how to forge the scene."

“……”

The old lady had entered the bathroom and leaned out half before closing the door: "is your house an instant water heater?"

“……”

The old lady didn't want her to answer, muttered "young people now..." and locked the bathroom door.

When the sound of water came from the bathroom, Jane huancai took her mobile phone and went into the kitchen. She called Huo moting and spoke with a ring. Before he could speak, she opened the door and said, "your mother is in my house."

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds: "what did she say?"

Jane Huan listened to his low alcohol and magnetic voice and felt a lot of peace in her heart: "I haven't said yet. I'm taking a bath."

A chuckle came from the receiver, but Jian Huan was not as relaxed as him: "are your family so free?"

"Don't be afraid, the old lady is a paper tiger."

"Who's afraid?" Jane Huan pursed her lips, but her heart was uneasy because of his words.

There was a sudden silence on the phone.

"... if it's all right, I'll hang up."

"I'll be there after the meeting." Huo Mo Ting suddenly opened his mouth.