CEO's Forced Love

Meanwhile, the "good boy" in Jian Huan's mouth came out of the bathroom with his pants.

He leaned over to the bedroom door to eavesdrop for a while, then sat down by the bed and took out a mini cell phone from his pocket.

After school today, the old lady of the Huo family specially took her grandson to the mall to buy it. One bought happily and the other received satisfactorily.

Although there is an irreconcilable contradiction with Huo moting, Huo nianyan still decides to give up face now that he has a request from others.

Huo nianyan cleared his throat before dialing the phone.

I thought it would take several times to get through, but when it rang twice, it was picked up, "what's up?"

The low baritone is very magnetic. Huo nianyan was stunned for a moment, and then sat down in a serious manner, "Dad, can you do me a favor?"

"... what are you doing?"

Huo nianyan looked at the door and whispered to the microphone, "Xiao Jian is divorced. Please let uncle Shen help her file a lawsuit."

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Thinking that his father didn't agree, Huo nianyan then said, "Dad, I know you have a misunderstanding about Jane, but just now I listened to them. It turns out that Jane hasn't lived with her husband, and it's also the man. I'm sorry for Jane, so Jane is still a good girl."

Huo nianyan moved his ass on the bed, looked up through the window and saw the clothes hanging on the balcony.

A pair of small four corner shorts printed with joy are fluttering in the wind.

Seeing that Huo moting still didn't readily agree, Huo nianyan was very nervous: "Dad, I don't want to live up to the woman who washed my underwear / pants."

"... where are you?"

Huo nianyan: "... Little Jane's house."

The next second, a busy tone came from the mobile phone.

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At the gate of the airport, the Secretary Jingxing pushed the suitcase out: "Mr. Huo, the luggage has been taken."

Huo moting put away his mobile phone and got into the car directly.

The car drove to the military compound.

When he got off the bus, he saw the driver go to the trunk to pick up his luggage. Huo Mo Ting said on his side, "put it."

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As soon as Huo moting entered the house, the old lady came down from upstairs with a smile: "back from business?"

With a light answer, Huo Mo Ting untied his tie and sat down on the sofa in the living room. The old lady had walked next to him.

"Don't go abroad in the future. When a man is old, he should stay at home. Otherwise, if his daughter-in-law runs away with others, he will have a virtue with your second brother."

Huo Mo Ting poured himself a glass of water and ignored the old lady.

The old lady didn't mind either. She said earnestly, "little three..."

Huo Mo Ting finally raised his head, "Mom, I've said it many times. Don't call me junior."

The old lady was hurt by her son's impatient tone and blushed her eyes: "I gave birth to you and raised you. Now I can't even call the milk name? When I called junior three as a child, you ran over in open crotch pants and shouted to my mother again and again. Now I can't help my mother."

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The old lady was so sad that she said that she would go in the past and pulled Huo moting's sleeve. "Little three, since she has eyes with teacher Jane, when will you be free to take someone home to sit down? Your father also wants to see her."

Huo Mo Ting drank some water to moisten his throat: "who told you what teacher Jane and I looked at each other?"

The old lady was stunned and confused: "isn't it? Otherwise, you find your uncle Lu to see his grandmother in the middle of the night?"

Huo Mo Ting looked at his old lady eagerly for three seconds, then moved his eyes, put down the quilt, took his coat and got up, "I'll go back first."

"Well, I haven't finished yet!" but the answer to the old lady was the closing door.

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"Mr. Huo, are you going back to Qinyuan?" the driver turned his head and asked as soon as he got into the car.

Huo Mo Ting leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, "stop at the roadside in front, and then take a taxi back by yourself."

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Jian Huan was sitting on the plush carpet in the living room, tutoring Huo nianyan to do his homework, and the doorbell rang.

She looked back at the time. How could anyone come so late?

When she opened the door and saw Huo Mo Ting, who looked like heaven, she didn't react.

The pure black slim suit was as straight as a knife, outlining his tall and handsome figure. It was as white as a bleached shirt. He didn't wear a tie. He copied it in his trouser pocket with one hand and dragged a trolley box with the other hand. He stood there with thin lips and a slight frown, giving an unattainable dignity.

After the last time, seeing Huo moting again, Jian Huan felt awkward and embarrassed.

"Little Jane, who has come to our house?" Huo nianyan came over with a male master's posture. When he saw Huo Mo Ting, he subconsciously shrunk his neck, "Dad."

Huo Mo Ting said "well", and there was no following.

The three were so deadlocked at the door of the apartment.

Huo nianyan poked his head out from behind Jian Huan: "Dad, what are you doing here?"

The dislike and dissatisfaction in the tone even Jian Huan heard it. Huo Mo Ting's face was half black, "pack up your things and go back with me."

"Ah?" Huo nianyan grabbed Jane Huan's skirt, "but I've decided to sleep with little Jane tonight."