CEO's Forced Love

Mrs. Huo seemed very satisfied with Jane Huan's attitude and drank tea to moisten her voice: "where does Huanhuan work now?"

"I resigned at the end of the year and plan to find another job recently." Jian Huan didn't deliberately hide: "I still continue to work in the art center on weekends."

"He is really a diligent child and beautiful. No wonder our family likes you so much."

Whether the old lady really praised her or satirized her, Jane Huan didn't answer, but bent her lips.

After a while, Mrs. Huo asked again, "Huanhuan, I venture to ask a question. What do you think of Mo Tingren in my family?"

Jane Huan thought for a while before answering, "Huo sanshao is very nice."

"What's good?" Mrs. Huo suddenly moved her body and approached Jane Huan. Her eyes were full of pride and happiness.

To be specific, where Huo moting is good, Jane Huan really can't say. She just gives this answer with her own feeling. Seeing the old lady looking forward to herself, Jane Huan looks at Huo nianyan sitting next to eating biscuits and says, "it's not easy for him to take care of children alone for so many years."

This sentence completely pierced a wound in the bottom of Mrs. Huo's heart.

The old lady immediately raised her hand to wipe the red circles of her eyes, and her voice choked: "isn't it? He often flew all over the world. He said that he had chickenpox when he was two years old. He went to Germany on business again. I had to ask him to send his children home and take care of them by his bed day and night."

Jane Huan looked at Huo nianyan painfully. It should be painful to be so sick?

Huo nianyan had a dry mouth after eating biscuits. Suddenly he jumped off the sofa and habitually ran to Jane Huan. He picked up her tea cup and wanted to drink water.

"Watch out for the hot!" Jane Huan blew into the teacup first, and then carefully came to Huo nianyan's mouth: "drink slowly."

Mrs. Huo watched Jane Huan carefully and considerately feed her grandson tea. She was sad and moved. She was anxious to get Xiao San married. She didn't just want to find a mother for nianyan. A woman booed their father and son, and in her impression, the little grandson never drank tea that others had drunk!

Jian Huan noticed the old lady's complicated eyes when she put down her tea cup. She could vaguely guess that the old lady should get to the point next.

Instead of being pressed step by step, Jane Huan simply started by herself: "if you have anything you want to say, just tell me directly."

Mrs. Huo touched her face. Did she show her thoughts on her face?

Huo nianyan sat next to Jane Huan after drinking tea. Occasionally, he secretly fished a cashew nut from the fruit tray on the tea table and stuffed it into his mouth. Jane Huan hugged his soft little body, smelled the child's unique milk fragrance on him, and looked at old lady Huo: "it's okay, you say it."

"Well, I really told you. I told you about my family last time. Would you like to have a try with my mo Ting?"

Jane Huan looked at Mrs. Huo in amazement. She didn't know which song it was.

Seeing Jian Huan stunned, Mrs. Huo made persistent efforts and said, "I know you're worried that Mo Ting can't tell the divorced woman clearly, but don't worry. As long as you have the intention to associate with Mo Ting, his father and I will let him break off with that woman!"

"... have you misunderstood something?" for example, you are the same person as the divorced woman in her mouth.

Mrs. Huo raised her hand and looked at Jane Huan sincerely: "you don't have to answer me in a hurry. I'll give you a few days to think about it?"

"No... I mean..."

Mrs. Huo stared at her with a feigned displeasure: "don't you look down on my mo Ting so much?"

"That's not what I mean."

"Is Aunt Li's dessert ready? I'll have a look."

Jane Huan also wanted to explain something to her, but the old lady obviously didn't want to listen to her. Like a strong wind, she slipped into the kitchen and closed the door.

What a freewheeling old lady!

Looking down at Huo nianyan who ate cashew nuts with relish, Jian Huan had a headache: "your grandmother seems to have made a mistake."

Huo nianyan turned and held Jian Huan's hand with his greasy little hand, as if to comfort her: "don't you still have me? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

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Mrs. Huo went into the kitchen and didn't forget to listen at the door for a while. She didn't go to talk to Aunt Li until she was sure that no one came with her.

Aunt Li looked like a frightened bird at the sight of old Mrs. Huo with her lips pursed. She was afraid that the old lady would press her again.

"Madam, I really don't know anything." Aunt Li wants to cry without tears. She doesn't want to gossip, or she will lose her job tonight.