CEO's Forced Love

Push the microphone back onto the landline. Ye Zhiqiu heard the sound of the room card touching the sensor, and the door handle was twisted several times.

"Why can't you open it? The door was unlocked -" Yan Lian's voice came through the door.

At random, door was pounded and there was no patience.

Ye Zhiqiu covered her abdominal wound, got up slowly, and slowly went to open the door. As soon as the door opened, there were a man and a woman pestling outside.

Of course, the man was ye zanwen, his face was very bad, and the woman... Ye Zhiqiu glanced at Yan Lian and turned inside.

As soon as the door closed, ye zanwen began to scold her coldly: "lock the door well? What did you do in the room?!"

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer back, drooping his eyelids and moving his steps back to the second bed.

Ye zanwen chased to the bedroom door and saw that she wrapped her head in a quilt and did not listen to teaching. In recent days, her anger surged up, strode forward and tore off the quilt: "I sent you to Vancouver to study hard. You're good. You hang out with no three and no four people. You learn to rob men with others at a young age. You look at you in the mirror. What's the difference between you and those female gangsters?"

"..." Ye Zhiqiu pretended to be dead and said nothing.

Ye zanwen loosened his tie and said that Yan Lian, who rushed into the house, held him: "if you have anything to say, wait until you get home. Now that the car is ready, go down and have something to eat."

Ye zanwen made a "um" sound. Obviously, he didn't calm down. He looked at the bed and turned out.

When they locked the door and left, ye Zhiqiu opened his eyes, looked at the blue sky outside the window, stared for a long time, and got up again.

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After lunch, ye zanwen and Yin Lian returned to the suite.

The people in the second bedroom had long disappeared. Looking at the messed up briefcase on the sofa, ye zanwen had a blue tendon riot on his forehead.

Yan Lian looked at it carefully, relieved, looked up at ye zanwen in anger, "there's nothing else, just 20000 yuan of cash is gone."

"Evil girl!" ye zanwen shouted angrily, pointed to Yan Lian and said, "call her right away and let her come back."

A mechanical female voice came from the microphone: "Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off -"

Ye zanwen remembered that ye Zhiqiu's mobile phone had dropped.

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From the suite to the elevator door, ye Zhiqiu stopped and took about five minutes to finish.

She didn't know if her wound had cracked. After walking for a long time, she couldn't stand up. She clenched her teeth secretly and followed others into the elevator.

Out of the hotel, ye Zhiqiu was worried that she would meet ye zanwen. Subconsciously, she pulled down her cotton padded hat to block most of her face.

She stopped a taxi by the road.

When the driver asked her where she was going, ye Zhiqiu looked stunned, because even she didn't know where she was going.

She took out two red coins from her pocket and handed them to the driver. She said, "drive first. Drive wherever you think it's good. I'll get off when I exceed the fuel money."

The driver couldn't help looking at her.

Look at this dress, plus it's from a five-star hotel. It should be the daughter of a rich family who is uncomfortable with his family.

So he didn't say much. He took the money and started the car.

Sitting in the back seat, ye Zhiqiu looked at the rapidly retrogressive road view outside the window. She looked a little confused. When she passed a mobile business hall, she suddenly asked the driver to stop.

Ye Zhiqiu was wearing a long milk white sweater with black tights under it, a pair of dark camel snow boots, a high sweater collar and coat hat covered her facial features, lowered her head, and attracted others to look at her. She instinctively moved aside and made way for her.

The salesperson made up her mobile phone number and asked her, "do you want to see your mobile phone?"

Ye Zhiqiu looked sideways and saw a lot of mobile phones in the display cabinet next to her. She thought and asked the salesperson, "do you have Nokia?"

"This, this, and this are all just made this year. Many girls like it."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at those colorful mobile phones, but what she thought in her mind was Huo Zhongxiao's black "old machine". Last time she glanced at it, it was Nokia. She sipped her lower lip and described the shape of the "old machine" to the salesperson: "I want to buy this. Do you have it here?"

"You mean 6610i?" the salesperson suddenly realized, smiled and nodded: "yes, yes, you wait, I'll get it."