CEO's Forced Love

Inexplicably, his heart was sour. Jane Huan touched his head: "grandma may miss your mother. She didn't mean to say that."

"You don't want to go back to the capital with her. She was sad and said something wrong. You see, if she really doesn't like you, how can she want to pick you up."

"That's not true! She is very kind to her second grandfather's grandchildren. Every time she goes, everyone plays together, makes trouble, and doesn't scold them. She always says it's my fault. I guess she must hate me very much. If I go to the capital with her, she will try to abuse me secretly."

The little guy was smart enough to keep his mouth open. Jane Huan laughed: "how could it be? She's cruel to you. In fact, it's also for you."

Although Liang Huizhen is demanding and doesn't even have a good attitude towards her, now Jane Huan can probably understand a mother's mood.

In the version of the story we all know, Xu Shuyuan died of a dystocia child. Liang Huizhen may have complained more or less about nianyan's "grandson", thinking that his birth caused his daughter's death, but he still loved the child. Otherwise, she would not have come all the way to take the child after learning that Huo moting was ready to marry again.

Jane Huan remembered that when she was a child, she lived in Yan's house. There was an old lady next door. She was born in a scholarly family and was very strict in child education.

It is the same as Liang Huizhen's attitude towards children today.

Although she didn't agree, she didn't want to speak ill of Liang Huizhen in front of a child. She was so quick that she hurt the child.

She wanted Huo nianyan to believe that Liang Huizhen said those unkind words out of love for him, not disgust.

"Is that so?" Huo nianyan looked at her suspiciously.

Jane Huan smiled and put his hand back into the quilt: "of course, so remember to be polite next time you see her, you know?"

"Then I don't want to live with her." the little guy pursed his little mouth and suddenly fell asleep. Looking at Jane Huan, "she told me about my mother, but I don't want to hear it at all. I think she's so annoying and doesn't miss her mother at all. Am I really heartless like this?"

"..." Jane Huan looked at the child's simple little face and didn't know how to answer him.

Yang En is greater than Sheng en, but Xu Shuyuan not only has no blood relationship with him, but even missed the opportunity to raise him.

Although the people around him instilled in him the idea that "Xu Shuyuan is his mother", how can they have feelings towards the dead objects in those photos?

Looking down at the reading speech of snoring in the past, Jian Huan's fingers gently stroked his cheek, soft, smooth and tender, which was transmitted to her heart little by little from her fingertips. Jian Huan turned off the floor lamp next to him. In the so large master bedroom, only two wall lamps with weak light were on.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually decreased.

Jane Huan didn't feel sleepy. She got up, took a look at the bathroom, got out of the master bedroom, went downstairs, went into the kitchen and heated a glass of milk.

The rim of the cup just touched her lips and smelled the milk. Jane Huan covered her mouth and ran to the sink. A burst of nausea came up and couldn't help vomiting

The kitchen light suddenly came on.

Jane Huan was turning on the tap to gargle when she heard a "pat". Looking back, Huo moting was already standing at the door of the kitchen.

Wipe off the water stains on her mouth. Jane Huan held the Liuli table with both hands. "Why did you get down?"

Huo Mo Ting came over, picked up the glass of milk and looked at it. Then he frowned and looked at her: "is the milk expired?"

"It shouldn't be," Aunt Li couldn't buy the milk that was about to expire. Jian Huan's voice was a little empty. "It may be gastroenteritis."

She used to have a bad stomach and often vomited and diarrhea. When it was more serious, she got up in the middle of the night and vomited against the toilet.

The wind from the window poured into the neckline of her pajamas, and couldn't help shivering. Huo Mo Ting looked in his eyes, walked up to her, reached out and closed the top button of her: "the temperature is low at night. Remember to wear a coat next time."

Jane Huan nodded. Her lips were a little pale. Huo Mo Ting looked at her and said in a deep voice, "if you're really uncomfortable, let the family doctor come over."

"Nothing, much better now." Jane Huan is used to her situation.

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Finally, Jane Huan didn't drink the glass of milk. She even looked more and felt sick.

They went upstairs before and after. There was little movement when the cotton mop stepped on the stairs. Jane huangang twisted the door handle and stuck the man's strong body on his back.

The man's temperature is obviously higher than her. He can still feel it clearly through the pajama cloth.