CEO's Forced Love

The movement on the bed made Huo Mo Ting wake up alertly. As soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at a pair of dark and bright eyes, messy long hair and Bai Xi's skin, just like a little Jane cat curled up in the quilt. Instead of getting up, he leaned in: "wake you up?"

Jane Huan touched his hand. Although it was not cold, it was not hot. She lifted the quilt and covered him.

A burst of cold air rushed into the bedding, and Jane Huan shivered. He had taken the man and leaned against his chest.

"Just finished the meeting?"

"Yes."

Jane Huan slightly changed her posture and pulled his exposed hand into the quilt: "have you eaten?"

"No," he replied simply and honestly.

Jane Huan thought of the takeout she had brought. I'm afraid it was cold at the moment. She was going to ask him if he wanted to warm it up. The door of the outside office was knocked gently. Under the quilt, Huo Mo Ting's hand held her tightly for a while before loosening it, and then got up and went outside.

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Jane Huan was sleepless. She read for Huo, who was sleeping next to her, closed the quilt corner, tied up her ponytail again and got out of bed.

Huo moting sat at his desk and took a document to sign. Jian Huan put on her coat and came out. She saw a tall and temperament beauty standing at the table. She had long chestnut curly hair and a beige business suit. Inside was a chiffon V-neck shirt and white stiletto heels. She was very dressed as an urban gold collar. She looked like she was in her thirties.

The reason why Jane Huan paid so much attention to her was because she said, "the other party asked to bring a girlfriend at dinner tonight. It's still the old rule?"

Huo Mo Ting looked down at the document and didn't answer immediately.

"Then I'll go to the store to get my clothes in the evening and wait for you in Yufu building after changing them."

If the previous question is still in a business tone, this sentence will virtually bring the tacit understanding and intimacy between acquaintances.

Huo moting signed his name on the last page of the document, raised his head and handed the document over, but glanced at the figure at the door of the rest room.

"No sleep?" he asked very naturally, which also attracted the temperament beauty around him to turn back.

Jian Huan was looked at by four eyes and felt uncomfortable. She nodded at the temperament beauty, and then looked at Huo Mo Ting: "I don't want to sleep."

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Yang Xi obviously didn't expect that there was a woman hidden in Huo moting's office. She was stunned at first, and then looked at Jian Huan.

Different from her own ol clothes, Jian Huan wears simple jeans and cotton padded jacket, and the styles are biased towards the girl's type. The ponytail tied up casually shows that her hair is a little messy. She has a clean face without even light makeup. Her eyes are big. She is a little aunt in her early twenties.

Seeing her friendly nod with herself, Yang Xi smiled back, and then asked Huo Mo Ting as if there were no one else: "do you want them to prepare your clothes?"

Huo Mo Ting took back his eyes from Jian Huan, opened another document and said, "you don't have to go at night."

Yang Xi's face was stiff, not only because of his insipid tone, but also because of his words that directly swept her face.

She has been with Huo Mo ting for seven or eight years, and she has almost known his temper. She doesn't seldom listen to him say some harsh words on weekdays, but now this sentence "you don't have to go at night" makes her have a hunch - not only tonight, but he doesn't need her as a female companion when he attends a dinner party in the future.

But she soon picked up her emotions and asked appropriately and carefully, "do you want me to prepare my girlfriend's clothes?"

Huo Mo Ting didn't raise his head: "is there anything else?" he was turning the corner and "invited" her out.

Yang Xi didn't immediately turn around and stood for a while before asking, "do you want me to order the takeout of Yufu building?"

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Jianhuan didn't bother until they were talking. After the temperament beauty said the three words of Yufu building, Jianhuan felt that the takeout she packed was a little shabby. She told nianyan that she just found a small restaurant nearby for dinner. Where would she go to the famous Yufu building?

But when Huo moting asked, she stubbornly pointed to the sofa: "it may be cold, so I'd better buy another one."

Huo moting said directly to Yang Xi, "don't order. Go out."

Yang Xi didn't say any more. She took the documents out and couldn't help glancing at the fast food bag when she passed by the sofa area.

It's just an ordinary disposable plastic bag. There are no exquisite restaurant words. There are fast food boxes stacked up and down, and even vegetable juice on the edge.

When going out, Yang Xi couldn't help looking at Jian Huan more.