CEO's Forced Love

A "direct divorce" successfully suppressed a quarrel, and the villa restored unprecedented silence.

A few days ago, Huo nianyan had an iPad stolen from the old lady on her birthday.

At night, Huo nianyan stood barefoot on the bed. The tablet computer at the head of the bed was playing a family ethics play. He learned from the woman in the picture, one hand on her hips, one finger in front, and read according to the lines on the TV: "Do you think it's so easy to get married? At the beginning, I didn't say a word, took the certificate behind my family's back, and now I'm crying for a divorce. Ah, when we old people die, right..."

At the same time, in the other bedroom, the husband and wife who hugged each other made a decision without any more discord and collusion.

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The next day, Huo nianyan went downstairs to have breakfast yawning. He saw that his father and little Jane were already there. He climbed up the chair and greeted them with a heavy head.

I watched TV too late last night. It seems that I didn't get enough sleep.

As soon as he picked up the spoon, he heard bad news. It was definitely bad news. His father said he would send him to the temple for three months!

The spoon in his hand snapped and fell to the ground.

Huo nianyan inquired about going to the temple and found that he was the last one to know!

Grief, anger, grievance, sadness and helplessness filled his mood.

He didn't want to go to the temple. He didn't want to be a vegetarian all day. He had to hold wooden fish as a little fool's egg. Therefore, Huo nianyan locked himself in his room all afternoon.

Jian Huan was moved by Huo moting's "sweet words" last night. Seeing the little guy so heartbroken, she hesitated and doubted whether it was right or wrong.

"I called the temple in the morning."

Huo Mo Ting was afraid that she would waver. He held her hand and said the interests again. If he didn't send them, the child didn't know what would happen. Seeing that Jian Huan's attitude was soft, he comforted softly: "I donated a sum of sesame oil money, and no one would treat him badly."

Jane Huan pursed her lips, still a little worried, and heard him say, "if you don't give up, we'll go to see him once a week in the future."

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Huo nianyan stayed in the room and thought a lot with his cerebellar bag. He wondered if Huo moting had a problem with his business and wanted to exchange himself for money?

In the past, Wu Liaoming told them that some monks were actually human traffickers who specialized in abducting and selling smart children.

Huo nianyan thought that he should have been too clever in his daily life, which made Huo moting move this crazy idea to himself.

The more he thought about it, the more worried he was. Huo nianyan climbed out of bed, stood in his chair, opened the window and looked down. In fact, the second floor was not too high. He ran to the bed, remembered the plot of the film he had seen before, pulled the * sheet, cut it into strips with his art knife, and then tied them into a knot.

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With a * slip tied to his waist, Huo nianyan looked out and immediately retracted his head. His two fat little hands firmly scratched the edge of the window.

After careful consideration again, he felt that he should recheck whether the knots of the sheets were well tied.

Huo nianyan carefully climbed back to his desk. When he heard the sound of opening the door, he suddenly looked up and saw Huo Mo Ting holding the door handle at the door. Huo Mo Ting saw him carrying a big schoolbag and wrapped in rags, frowned, guessed what Huo nianyan wanted to do, cold faced and directly carried him down.

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Jian Huan is downstairs waiting for his father and son to have dinner. Seeing that Huo moting has not come down, he is afraid of a conflict between his father and son. He plans to go upstairs to have a look.

Just stepped back from his chair and got up. Over there, Huo Mo Ting had come down, followed by Huo nianyan.

The little guy was not in a high mood, but he was not too depressed. He hung his head and climbed into his seat after entering the restaurant.

Jian Huan specially made his favorite scrambled eggs with fresh bamboo shoots.

Huo nianyan didn't eat at noon and didn't eat much breakfast. At this moment, he wolfed down his rice bowl. Jian Huan wiped the rice grains off his mouth for him: "eat slowly."

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After taking a bath in the evening, Huo moting took Jane Huan in his arms and told her that nianyan had promised to live in the temple for a period of time.

Jane Huan doesn't believe it. Huo nianyan's character is a little stubborn. She didn't agree at the beginning. How could she be willing so soon?

She looked at Huo Mo Ting suspiciously and frowned: "did you do anything to the child?"

"... what can I do to him?" Huo Mo Ting hugged her waist. Her stomach became more obvious and her chest became fuller. His other hand stayed at her waist and buttocks to knead. This was his little habit. Especially after she was pregnant, he seemed to like holding her and touching her, with a high sexual attitude.

Jane Huan had a video with Ye Zhiqiu in city B two days ago. The latter looked at her and sighed: "people say that mother is great and sacrificed her beauty to conceive a small embryo. I think you are more attractive. Men want to eat it when they see you!"

Ye Zhiqiu did not attend the wedding of Jian Huan and Huo moting, but later sent a birthday gift - 999 supreme ultra-thin safety products.

Huo moting didn't say anything when he opened the gift box, but turned around and called Huo Zhongxiao.