CEO's Forced Love

The next moment, Zheng Qi slammed on the brake and scolded the sleeping slot. Jian Huan rushed forward because of inertia and looked up. On the one-way street, the beach golden Bentley Continental suddenly stopped and directly stopped Zheng Qi's Lamborghini. The lane was blocked and crowded for a time!

Outside the car, there were car sirens.

Looking at the familiar license plate number, Jane Huan's temple hurt a little, and then her mobile phone rang.

Then, there was a man's low voice. I couldn't hear his mood at the moment. There were only two words: "... Get off."

Jane Huan looked at Zheng Qi next to her. If she got off now, many things would be known, such as her relationship with Huo Mo Ting, but inexplicably, Jane Huan didn't want others to gossip about her relationship with Huo Mo Ting, bit her lip, and changed her mobile phone to the right, "I'll take a taxi back."

"..." there was no talk, but Jane Huan knew he didn't agree.

Zheng Qi is impatient because there is a crossroads ahead. At the moment, he is stopped by a car and there are cars behind him. He can't go backwards.

"I said how to drive." Zheng Qi got off to teach the driver a lesson.

It's too late for Jane Huan to hold him.

Zheng Qi got off while scolding his mother, walked to the Bentley Continental in the rain and slapped the window impolitely.

When the window fell and saw the man in the driver's seat and the turned face, Zheng Qi was speechless and forgot all the accusations.

The handsome facial features, three-dimensional face outline, black suit and white shirt wrapped the man's tall and thin body. When he looked over, his eyes were sharp and deep, and his severe and tight facial expression. Even if Zheng Qi mixed more in various circles, he couldn't help but sigh the mature and restrained Charm of this man.

Huo moting seldom attends some banquets and rarely appears in front of the media, but it doesn't mean that others don't know him.

Zheng Qi has recognized the man who stopped his car. Isn't he Huo moting, the third in the Huo family in Hongmen, Fengcheng?!

Sometimes, horizontal also depends on people. Zheng Qi can tell who can offend and who has to provide. For example, this one in front of him can't collide.

At that moment, Zheng Qi changed his angry look and greeted Huo Mo Ting politely.

Huo Mo Ting looked at him up and down. His face was not good. He didn't even bother to install it. He was wearing a Bluetooth headset and seemed to be still talking.

"Excuse me." Zheng Qi stopped asking for trouble, went back sadly, turned around and saw Jian Huan who had got off with an umbrella.

Zheng Qi hurriedly ran over, "what's the matter? Get in the car. It's raining so hard outside."

"No, I'm in a hurry. Bye." Jane Huan looked at Bentley Europe and walked straight away despite Zheng Qi's obstruction.

Almost the moment Jane Huan turned around, the Bentley Continental also restarted.

Zheng Qileng was in place, looking at the opposite person and car. I don't know why, it's strange.

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Jian Huan bypassed a bend, stood under the eaves of a shop and dialed Huo moting.

There picked it up without saying a word. Jane Huan said, "is that all right?"

The rain wet her shoes. Jane Huan took two steps back and asked, "where are you now? I can't get a taxi here."

“……”

Jane Huan thought of what had just annoyed him and said softly, "I'm at the door of the bakery on XX road."

After hanging up the phone, before long, Bentley Continental appeared in her sight. As soon as the car stopped, Jane Huan opened the co driver's door and sat in.

When the heating was turned on in the car, Jane Huan could not help shivering and covered her sleeves wet by the rain with her hands.

A coat was thrown over and landed on Jane Huan's leg. She turned to look at the man driving. Junrong was stretched, as if someone owed him millions.

Jane Huan covered herself with her coat. There was his smell on her clothes, a faint smell of tobacco, and the freshness of aftershave. She leaned against her seat and warmed up. Looking at the traffic lights in front, she was sleepy. Then she heard him ask, "who was that just now?"

"A former classmate at school." Jane Huan paused and added, "Yan Jingshen's hair is small."

The car was quiet and the atmosphere was a little condensed.

Jian Huan took back her eyes from the window and looked at Huo moting: "when did you come here? Why didn't you call me."

"..." Huo Mo Ting ignored her and asked later, "why did he come to you at the door of the company?"

He, of course, refers to Zheng Qi.

"He said he wanted to invite me to dinner, but I refused." Jane Huan hid the part of sending flowers. She knew that Huo moting didn't like listening.

Sure enough, Huo Mo Ting immediately answered, "then get in his car?" he tried his best to restrain, but he was still unfriendly.