CEO's Forced Love

Jian Huan sat next to Huo moting. Huo nianyan came out with the seasoning plate. He winked and put the seasoning in front of Jian Huan, and then didn't go. He struggled to move the chair to Jian Huan's side, close to it, and then climbed up and sat down. A series of actions fell into Huo moting's eyes and frowned.

Huo nianyan glanced at Huo moting's eyes and shrunk his neck. After the wedding banquet, his father didn't seem to have a good face for himself

Jane Huan filled a small bowl of soup for the little guy, blew it, and sent it to Huo nianyan: "drink some soup before eating."

The little guy grabbed the spoon. Because Huo moting was nearby, he didn't dare to ask for anything else, otherwise he would be in danger of being carried away.

Looking at her son who sipped soup, Jian Huan felt extremely satisfied, rubbed his soft curly hair and smiled on his lips.

Su Manrong sat down and looked at Jian Huan all the time. Now she saw that Jian Huan took good care of Huo nianyan. Under the bright light, Huo nianyan's eyebrows and eyes were carved out of the same mold as Jian Huan. She didn't care before. Now when she learned the truth, she just felt heartache. When she looked at it, her eyes gradually became red.

After dinner, Huo moting said, "Jane Huan and I are going to register with the Civil Affairs Bureau on Monday."

Monday? Today is Friday, isn't that the day after tomorrow?

Like others, Jian Huan looked at him in amazement. Huo moting didn't talk surprisingly and died endlessly. Moreover, she didn't know the decision at all.

"Well... I haven't called your father about the wedding," said Mrs. Huo.

Huo Mo Ting filled a bowl of soup for the old lady and pushed it over: "I'll tell my father about it. Anyway, sooner or later, I'll get married and register sooner or later."

The old lady always thought it was strange, but she thought it was right to listen to Huo moting's explanation.

"Since it's all decided, it's better to register early." Su Manrong suddenly interrupted.

Jane Huan didn't expect Su Manrong to speak for herself. Before, she was the one who opposed most fiercely. She looked at Su Manrong opposite in surprise.

Su Manrong pulled her lips and looked at Huo moting: "live a good life when you get married. Mo Ting, Huanhuan is young. You have to tolerate her more in the future."

"I will." Huo moting said. It's rare that he didn't choke with Su Manrong: "don't worry, sister-in-law."

Su Manrong nodded happily and turned to look at Jian Huan.

Jane Huan lowered her eyelashes. Huo nianyan looked up at her, chewed shrimp in her mouth, and stared at her with big black eyes.

He took two paper towels and wiped the greasy corners of his mouth for the little guy. Huo nianyan took the opportunity to ask the little adult, "what is registration?"

Jane Huan was embarrassed to be asked by him. It's really hard to answer this question by herself. But old Mrs. Huo looked at her little grandson's simple appearance and smiled and said, "your father and teacher Jane are getting married. You have to get a red book. With that, your teacher Jane is your father's wife."

Huo nianyan said, and continued to look down at himself to peel the shrimp shell. His thick and long eyelashes curled, and a shadow fell on his white little face.

Jane Huan saw that the little guy was not in a high mood. Just about to put his hand on his shoulder, there was a sudden movement at the door.

All the people in the restaurant followed the sound, and even Huo Mo Ting looked up and looked at the porch calmly.

Huo Yiwei came back. She knocked over a high imitation blue and white porcelain with an umbrella at the door.

"Have you had dinner?" Mrs. Huo didn't like her granddaughter much, but she was the only blood of her eldest son.

Su Manrong had got up and walked over to see Huo Yiwei's face pale and said, "where have you been during the day? I don't answer your phone."

Thinking of the laughter she heard just before she entered the door, Huo Yiwei clenched her hand on her side, but there was no too much expression on her face. Facing Su Manrong's nervous concern, she just said coldly in a very low voice: "you'd better care about your other daughter."

Su Manrong's look changed.

Huo Yiwei crossed her and went straight to the restaurant. When she stepped into the restaurant, her face showed a shallow smile: "it's a rich dish. It seems that I caught up."

Mrs. Huo asks the nanny to add a pair of dishes and chopsticks. Huoyiwei sits down next to Su Manrong.

Among the people present, only Mrs. Huo and Huo nianyan did not know, and the others were whitewashing peace.

Before taking a few bites, Huo Yiwei covered her mouth with one hand and pressed her chest with the other, frowning, and don't start to vomit.

Su Manrong quickly asked the nanny to pour a glass of water and gently stroked Huo Yiwei's back. Even old lady Huo asked, "OK, is it uncomfortable?"

Huo Yiwei wiped her mouth and smiled pale, but her eyes looked at Jane Huan: "maybe it's because of pregnancy."

Jane Huan raised her eyes when she heard the speech. She looked at Huo Yiwei's ironic eyes. Without trace, she turned her head away and touched the back of Huo nianyan's head.