CEO's Forced Love

After the meeting, Huo moting went out, stood in front of the French window, smoked a cigarette, filled with smoke, and squinted at the wide field of vision outside.

Several shareholders who came to the meeting came back from the bathroom and saw Huo moting. They thought he was trying to sell Donglin shares. After all, some time ago, the news spread in the circle. Huo moting thought about it, which made them wonder if there was something wrong with Donglin.

Seeing Jingxing passing with documents, one of the shareholders pulled him to the corner and wanted to get some gossip from him.

"No," Jingxing said with a blank face, "the company has been doing well recently and is operating normally."

What about Mr. Huo... Several shareholders couldn't guess Huo moting's idea and entered the meeting room with their own thoughts.

Jingxing couldn't help looking at the man standing in front of the window. Thinking of Jane Huan's phone call, did she quarrel with Miss Jane?

Huo moting smoked two cigarettes outside until his throat was a little astringent. He pinched the butt of his cigarette and went into the meeting.

Sitting back in his seat, Huo Mo Ting leaned against his chair, stared at the slide and began to lose his mind again and again.

The shareholders looked at the slides and Huo moting. They turned their heads around and didn't listen to anything at last.

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After having sex with Jane Huan in the middle of the night, Huo moting looked at the woman who was tired to sleep. Obviously, his body also sent a message of fatigue, but his consciousness was very clear.

When she hugged his shoulder blade and gasped, the low cry suddenly turned into the words "Mr. Yan", which stimulated his brain nerve.

Even if the action is forced again, no matter how smooth and dripping the body is, it still can't fill the empty space in his heart.

He didn't sleep again. He looked at the quiet sleeping face of the woman around him, got up, stood in front of the balcony and smoked a whole box of cigarettes. If he didn't care, he wouldn't be lonely. If he cared, he would not be able to resist the jealousy. He heard the name of another man from her mouth.

At more than five in the morning, he went downstairs and sat in the living room watching TV, but turned to a financial magazine in the drawer of the tea table.

After turning a page, I saw an interview with Yan Jingshen. It was not the content of the interview that attracted him, but Yan Jingshen's clothes.

Pink blue shirt, wine red tie... Some coincidences collide, which often makes people think bad.

At the bottom of the interview, there is a list of interests and hobbies.

As for the color of the clothes, Yan Jingshen filled in - Tibetan blue British suit, wine red tie and pink blue shirt.

He remembered that evening, Jane Huan leaned in his arms, took the pink and blue shirt and said to him, "I'll buy it when I think it should be very suitable for you". He also remembered that on the day of the wedding banquet, he specially wore the dress she bought.

The manager of the planning department was still explaining it tremblingly. Huo Mo Ting rubbed his temples and stood up, which attracted the attention of others.

"Today's meeting will be here first." after that, he took the lead out of the conference room under the surprised gaze of the people.

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Jane Huan received a bunch of champagne roses in the morning, which immediately became a hot topic in the office area.

"Wow, who sent it!" the female employee sitting next to Jane Huan came up excitedly: "there seems to be a card."

The card was robbed by my colleagues and read out: "time will never change my deep love for you. The passage of time will only make it deeper!"

Jian Huan: "

Not to mention the words on the card, Jian Huan ruled out the possibility that Huo moting gave the flowers to her.

She gave the rose to a jealous female colleague: "here you are, put it on the table and decorate it."

When the female colleague took the flower and happily went back to her position, Jane Huan took the card, thought about it, took out her mobile phone, and found that she turned off, turned it on, and the fluorescent changes were displayed on the screen. When there was a signal, she immediately sent a text message to Huo moting: "are you still in a meeting?"

Holding the mobile phone, I waited for a long time, but I didn't get a reply for a long time.

Approaching lunch time, Jian Huan declined the invitation of other colleagues, took the bag and took the elevator downstairs, ready to go to the east to block people.

She doesn't reply to text messages or phone calls, but she just knows he must be next to her mobile phone!

As for why Huo moting did this, Jane Huan couldn't help thinking of the dream in the middle of the night. Did she really shout Yan Jingshen's name?