CEO's Forced Love

The old lady looked at Jian Huan's face and thought of her eldest son who died young. Her eyes were slightly red and she sighed helplessly.

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Before long, the doorbell rang. Mrs. Huo looked at the door and said, "it should be my little son." she looked proud.

Huo Mo Ting stood outside the door with a pair of black sheepskin gloves in his hand. His fingers were slender and his bones were fine. His coat was stained with a cold. When Jian Huan opened the door, the cold hit her. The old lady had got up from the carpet: "here?"

Huo Mo Ting looked pale, pursed his thin lips, looked over her shoulder and fell on the old lady.

"You come in and sit down for a while. I'll change my clothes." the old lady greeted her son like a host.

Jian Huan saw that he just pretended not to know himself and thought he would refuse. As a result, Huo moting had begun to take off his shoes. When his feet stepped on the cold floor, Jian Huan squatted down and took out a pair of men's cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet and put them next to him. It was a natural move, which could not be said to be harmonious.

Mrs. Huo was bending over to turn off the computer and didn't pay attention to the situation at the door, or she might find it a little fishy.

Huo Mo Ting went to the sofa and sat down. Old lady Huo looked at him with some dissatisfaction: "you really dare to come, that woman, where did you hide her?"

"Haven't you found it?" Huo moting said carelessly. He heard Jane Huan's heart beat when she was closing the door.

"I found it? Where would I go to find her?" Mrs. Huo hummed: "Aunt Li is still helping you fool me."

Huo Mo Ting didn't respond. He took away the coffee table drawer, took out a magazine from it, folded his long legs on his knees and turned over two pages.

Jane Huan was very frightened to see his action.

Mrs. Huo also glanced at the magazine and glanced at the corners of her mouth: "you are familiar with yourself. You even know where other people's magazines are."

"If you come often, you know where people put their bank checks."

Jianhuan absolutely believes that Huo moting is intentional. Every word he says when he enters the house reminds the old lady that she is the woman she is looking for?

Why didn't you know he talked so much before?

Before he said something more straightforward, Jane Huan poured a cup of boiling water and held it between the mother and son. While Mrs. Huo was playing with her notebook, she stared at Huo Mo ting. The latter looked back at her faintly and pinched the back of her hand when she took the cup.

"Xiao San, why can't the computer be turned off..."

The sudden sound of Mrs. Huo behind her frightened Jane Huan. She quickly took back her hand, felt guilty and her heart beat faster.

Jane took two steps back without a trace.

Huo Mo Ting tilted his head a little, and the eyes at the end of his eyes were on her face. His eyes were very warm / ambiguous, as if thousands of words were hidden in the bottom of his eyes.

Jane Huan felt that if she went on like this, she really had nowhere to hide from the old lady.

The old lady turned her head and looked at her: "haven't you had lunch yet? Today, my family is just my little son, grandson, eldest daughter-in-law and her daughter and son-in-law. If you don't go home with me, you won't have to do it alone."

Jane Huan didn't expect the old lady to invite herself so warmly, and how many of the people she said she didn't want to see?

"Junior, why don't you go back to the courtyard for lunch?" the old lady asked Huo moting next to her.

Huo Mo Ting didn't answer, but she didn't refuse. The old lady had made a decision: "let's do it. I'll change my clothes and it'll be fine in a minute."

The old lady took her clothes into Jane Huan's bedroom and locked the door. Jane Huan looked at the man sitting on the sofa idly flipping through the magazine and looked into the bedroom. She was sure that the old lady wouldn't suddenly come out and said, "is your family so free?"

"You wear this for dinner?" Huo Mo Ting looked up at her.

"Don't you want to go back to the courtyard? Just have lunch together."

He answered casually: "the old lady didn't say to let you go back to the courtyard for dinner."

"... how can I go," she could hardly imagine the embarrassing scene. "Besides, how can I explain to your mother then?"

"Tell the truth." Huo moting didn't realize that he was talking about a serious problem. Jian Huan thought he was unreasonable today. He looked up from the magazine and looked at her with black eyes: "if you don't know what to say, I'll say it."

"I'm not ready yet." Jane Huan stopped beating around the bush with him. The man just wanted to see her panic.