CEO's Forced Love

He heard Jane Huan's difficult voice again: "read, if it's true, will you forgive me?"

Forgive me for ignoring you all these years

Huo nianyan's brain was buzzing. He suddenly felt that the milk candy in his mouth was not sweet at all, and even had a bitter taste.

Grandma told him, Nian Yan, do you like little Jane very much?

He nodded and said he liked it.

Grandma said, "after that, call her mother. Don't you always want her mother? She will be very happy if you call her mother."

Then just now, grandma told him that his father married Jane. He should call her mother instead of calling her name.

He asked grandma why she couldn't call Jane's name. He liked to call her that.

"Because... Because she is your mother."

He sipped his mouth and solemnly told his grandmother that his mother was dead and buried in a cemetery in Las Vegas.

But now, little Jane said, she is his mother.

How could she be his mother?

He and his father have always lived in Las Vegas, but she has never seen herself. How can she be her mother?

Huo nianyan is a very clever child. Because he is precocious, he knows a lot more than his peers in some things, but he still doesn't believe what Jian Huan said. Although he wanted his mother very much before and went to the supermarket, other children were brought by his mother. Only he went with Aunt Li.

In the past, my father would take him to the grave every year. That day, he would wear a black suit and couldn't laugh.

They all told him that the woman in the picture on the tombstone was his mother.

His mother is a great violinist and beautiful. When he goes to visit the grave, she always smiles at him kindly.

However, it seems that my father didn't take me to sweep the grave this year

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The development of things is not in Jane Huan's plan.

She had planned to wait for Huo nianyan to grow up and tell him about it, but she didn't turn back.

Jane Huan didn't wait for the child to speak in her arms for a long time. She told herself that she can't rush. The child's heart is no more vulnerable than adults, especially those sensitive children. What's more serious, she will leave a shadow in her heart. What she doesn't want to see is that she is sad.

"Nian Yan -" Jian Huan wanted to touch his cerebellar bag.

Huo nianyan suddenly pushed her away and broke free from her arms. He climbed down from his chair and didn't look at Jane Huan. He drooped his eyelids and said in a muffled voice, "I'm going to sleep. Please go out quickly."

Before Jane Huan could speak, he had got into his quilt, wrapped it tightly and turned his back to her.

Jane Huan didn't know what to say. She was afraid that she might hurt her child by saying the wrong thing. Suddenly, she understood the state of mind of Xu Jingyan and Su Manrong at that time. She looked at the child curled up in a ball. Her eyes were gradually wet and red. She wanted to come forward, and her arm was suddenly grabbed from behind.

She looked back and didn't know when Huo moting came in.

He looked deeply at the quilt on the bed. He was wearing trousers and T-shirts after taking a shower. His black hair was still wet. He took Jane Huan out of the room.

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Master bedroom.

Jian Huan was worried about Huo nianyan and wanted to go to the small bedroom. Huo Mo Ting held her and patted her on the back, "calm down."

"At this time, if you are next to him, it will only make him more reluctant."

Jane Huan: "he is still so young. Leave him there alone. What if he cries?"

With these words, Jane Huan thought of the possibility of Huo nianyan crying in the quilt, and her tears fell first.

She wanted to hold him in her arms, tell him I'm sorry and let him not be angry with himself

Huo Mo Ting hugged her tightly, held the back of her head, and let her lean on his shoulder. He didn't expect that he was just taking a bath, and then came out. He could only comfort Jian Huan with a gentle tone as much as possible: "it's not your fault. You can tell right from wrong, and you won't blame you."

Hearing what he said, Jane Huan was even more sad. She covered her mouth and couldn't help crying.

"Don't cry. Think about the baby in your stomach. You are emotionally unstable. Who hurts the most?"

Huo Mo Ting let go of her, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and held her crying red face: "go take a bath and calm down. When you come out, we'll discuss this matter well. Don't worry. I'll go and see him."

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