CEO's Forced Love

Qin Shisheng rushed to the inpatient department of the hospital panting, pushed open the door of the ward and saw Ye Zhiqiu playing mobile games with her legs tilted.

"I'm so tired!" he said hoarsely, lying on his chair.

Seeing the porridge box on the bedside table, his eyes lit up and reached for it: "did you keep it for me? I just didn't eat breakfast..."

The box was empty.

Qin Shisheng looked up at Ye Zhiqiu and glanced at another empty box: "did you drink two bowls?"

"A bowl is poured into the toilet," she said carelessly.

"Shit, it's better to leave it for me." Qin Shisheng looked around and found a stack of payment bills. After a rough look, he asked Ye Zhiqiu with concern: "you have appendicitis? Why are you here yourself? Haven't you found the nurse?"

Ye Zhiqiu sat up, looked at him and said, "do you think men eat in the bowl and look in the pot?"

"Why do you suddenly ask?"

Qin Shisheng took the initiative to take the things she wanted to take away, worked tirelessly as a nanny, and occasionally played a spiritual mentor: "you are talking about most men, and there are a small number of good men. You have one in front of you. What you think is that you are willing to win the hearts of the people and keep the white heads together."

Ye Zhiqiu took a deep look at his lower half / body: "so... Do you want to tell me that good men have been bent?"

"Shit, can you be friends happily in the future?"

She pushed away Qin Shisheng's big head, full of things related to another man, and couldn't help wondering if he had arrived at Binjiang garden? Will the woman waiting in binjiangyuan be the beauty of the bar? And his body still seems to have a fever

Suddenly, she bumped into a warm body, looked up, frowned at Qin Shisheng's meaningful eyes and said, "what are you looking at? I haven't seen a beautiful woman!"

"I asked you what you were thinking absently."

Qin Shisheng pressed the elevator and turned to look at her: "it's your 18th birthday right away. Come on, what kind of birthday do you want? I'll get ready."

Ye Zhiqiu restrained her thoughts, looked up at the changing figures and mentioned her birthday. She was suddenly in a better mood: "I'm going to Ottawa in a few days. I should spend my birthday with ah Yu."

Ah Yu again, Qin Shisheng rolled his eyes.

Out of the elevator, ye Zhiqiu suddenly looked back at Qin Shisheng's hands. Sure enough, she touched her forehead and the paper bag fell on Huo Zhongxiao's car.

Ye Zhiqiu returned to Han's house and just walked to the door, he heard Han Jingqiu's cry and Yan Lian's comfort.

"Don't cry. Maybe it's a misunderstanding? When Zhongxiao comes back, don't make trouble and talk to him calmly."

"It's all like this. How can it be a misunderstanding?!"

When he opened the door, ye Zhiqiu saw Han Jingqiu constantly pulling paper towels to wipe her tears, and Yan Lian stroked her back. Han Jingqiu said angrily, "that shameless man, I guess I didn't expect to come over and come out with an apron. When he saw me, his smile was stiff!"

"What about Zhong Xiao? What does Zhong Xiao say?"

"He protected the fox spirit closely. If he hadn't come in time, I must drag the shameless goods to the door of the community and let everyone see how she hooked / lured other people's husbands!"

Han Jingqiu said more and more wronged, grabbed Yan Lian's hand and cried.

"Elder sister, do you think it's easy for me? In recent years... I don't know what's good about that poor place. He doesn't want to be happy. He even asks me to invite three or four when he goes home. My life is no different from that of a living widow. As a result, he's good. He goes out to have a woman as soon as he comes back!"

Yan Lian wiped away her tears and gently advised, "there are some men who are not playful, but I see that Zhong Xiao is not like that."

"What kind of person is he?"

Han Jingqiu was excited when she thought of her husband's indifference to herself: "that's the new house I married him. If I don't live, can I spare him time to raise a junior? My friend just called me and said that he saw them go out to the bar the night before yesterday. It turned out that's why he didn't go home!"

"Well, well, don't be angry. Let your father ask Zhongxiao later."

"Dad doesn't believe me at all. He slapped me last night. Look, I'm still swollen now."

Han Jingqiu sobbed and said, "if he does this again, I'll divorce him!"

"Well, why do you want to divorce again?" Yan Lian screwed up Xiumei and said in a worried and helpless tone: "Alas, his work is already dangerous. If his family is in a mess, it will cause him trouble? I think you should go back to Yunnan with him? If you stay with him, he may break up with other women."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't wait by the door to listen. She put the key on the shoe cabinet.

There was no sound in the living room.

"Zhiqiu, back?" Yan Lian stood up and smiled at Ye Zhiqiu who changed shoes in the porch.

Han Jingqiu stopped crying and sat on the sofa, with her fingernails painted with exquisite patterns, holding a ball of paper towels, and don't open your eyes to the oil paintings on the wall.

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer anyone. He went upstairs and went back to his room.

However, just when she entered the door, ye Zhiqiu glanced at Han Jingqiu's face. One side was really red and swollen. The old man did a good job last night.

When the door was closed, Han Jingqiu cried again downstairs. She was very charming and pitiful: "I said I would accompany him to Yunnan, but he refused. Now it seems that he should have someone there, afraid that I might delay his good deeds, sobbing..."