CEO's Forced Love

When he woke up in the morning, ye Zhiqiu stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looked at his two "panda eyes", and said that it was false not to be upset.

What happened last night was out of her control.

She knew who could provoke and who should avoid, but she didn't expect to steal chicken instead of rice.

If Huo Zhongxiao doesn't eat her, he may be annoyed and tell her grandpa word for word about going to the bar.

After washing her face with worry, ye Zhiqiu opened the door of the bathroom and came out. When she heard footsteps from the entrance of the stairs, she turned her head and saw Huo Zhongxiao with a water cup. After she saw Huo Zhongxiao coming up, she was haunted by him and last night, and almost subconsciously ran back to her room.

She hid in her room. After a while, she heard the door slamming. Then she opened the door and walked out carefully.

Han Jingqiu's bedroom door is tightly closed and secretly relieved. Ye Zhiqiu straightens her spine and goes downstairs.

Han Lao, wearing presbyopia glasses, was reading a newspaper in the living room. When he heard the news, he looked up and saw her. He smiled kindly: "get up?"

"HMM." Ye Zhiqiu went to the restaurant to get a steamed bread, threw off his slippers and sat cross legged next to old Han.

Old Han took off his glasses and said, "today, go to the sanatorium to see your mother."

"I have other plans today."

Ye Zhiqiu tore a corner of the steamed bread and threw it into his small mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely, "aunt Qin said, let me accompany her to the flower and bird market to buy birds."

"Now, in your heart, a bird is more important than your mother?" old Han looked serious.

At least my bird won't bite me back

Ye Zhiqiu muttered in his heart, but he didn't say it. He hung his eyes a little, didn't say a word, and ate steamed bread himself.

"That's it."

Old Han turned a page of the newspaper and shook. She couldn't refuse, "wait a minute, I'll let Zhongxiao send you there."

When ye Zhiqiu heard Huo Zhongxiao's name, he immediately remembered that he held himself in front of his chest last night. His face was a little hot and his heart resisted. He leaned over to old Han's shoulder: "let your serviceman send me a trip. My little uncle is so busy. How can I bother him?"

"I have to go out later. I need a car. Your little uncle has a rest these days. It's not a special trip to see you off. He's also going to work nearby."

Knowing that Grandpa's decision would not change, ye Zhiqiu stopped talking and ate the rest of the steamed bread without a mouthful.

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After a while, Huo Zhongxiao came down from the second floor.

Ye Zhiqiu noticed that he changed his clothes, not just his home clothes, dark green turtleneck sweater, dark camel casual pants, and took a black coat in his hand. Such a combination made his angular facial features look more mature and meaningful.

But at a glance, she looked at her nose, mouth and sat next to Han.

"I'll go out and start the car first." his voice was more hoarse than yesterday. He had a bad cold.

Then there was the sound of the door opening and closing.

Ye Zhiqiu looked up and glanced at the door. Sure enough, he had gone out.

Sister Tang helped her take her coat downstairs.

"Don't make trouble with your little uncle on the way, you know?" old Han explained.

Ye Zhiqiu put on a bright red short down jacket, while looking up her head and letting sister-in-law Tang help her tidy up her collar, he said to old Han, "why don't I go with my little uncle separately, so as not to delay his work. If you're really worried, I'll let Qin Shisheng drive me there."

"He gave you a ride? I'm even more worried." old Han hummed: "his driver's license hasn't covered the heat yet. Can he drive in this weather?"

Anyway, it's just a word - she must take Huo Zhongxiao's car to the sanatorium.

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Ye Zhiqiu lingered in the porch for a while, put on his short boots, and went out of the house under the "drive" of sister-in-law Tang.

Or the army green horse shepherd.

After starting, it stopped in the yard and made a buzzing sound of engine operation.

She gritted her teeth and walked over. Instead of choosing the co driver's seat, she opened the rear door, sat on it, smiled and shouted 'little uncle'.

Huo Zhongxiao glanced at her in the rearview mirror.

Ye Zhiqiu is wearing a seat belt on her body, lowering her head. Her curled eyelashes are long and dense. She casts two beautiful silhouettes on her eyelids. She is wearing a smoky gray wool hat and soft long hair pasted on her face. Her clean facial features are exquisite and childish.

Aware of his eyes, she raised her head, slightly confused: "little uncle, what's up?"

"Give me that document bag." Huo Zhongxiao said, and put away his sight without trace.

Ye Zhiqiu gave a loud voice and handed him a thick leather bag next to him. He took it and threw it on the co pilot's seat.