CEO's Forced Love

For a long time, ye Jiming took a sip of tea and put down his cup. At the same time, his voice sounded in the living room: "autumn, Grandpa's answer hasn't changed."

"... separate from him."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at Ye Jiming who got up. Her eyes were pricked and her hands hanging on her side kept clenching.

"Grandpa doesn't want to make any comment on him, because he doesn't understand, and he won't completely deny this person because of what he told you, but one thing, Grandpa needs to tell you that in Grandpa's heart, he is not the candidate for sun's son-in-law."

Ye Jiming saw her pale face, but he was not soft hearted: "I don't want my granddaughter to live in the topic of other people's leisure every day in the future, and your relationship itself is immature. He is much older than you in age and seeks stability more emotionally than you... You are a smart child. No matter how much, grandpa doesn't want to say it again, because grandpa believes that you will want to understand all this by yourself."

With that, ye Jiming called Ye Zhimin and ye zanwen to go upstairs to the study.

They have a great posture of settling accounts after autumn.

At the entrance of the stairs, ye Jiming stopped again.

He seemed to think of something, turned his head and said, "as for coming home, I didn't mention it, because it's no longer necessary."

On the corridor, there were continuous sounds. Not long ago, ye Zhiqiu was the only one left in the living room.

She was still standing there with a white bag in her hand.

Ye Zhiqiu stared at the tea sets on the tea table. A stream of sour and astringent rushed directly from the bottom of her throat to her nose. Her sight was also a little blurred.

……

Lu Jinyan knew that the adult had something to say and deliberately distracted himself, so he swayed outside for a while before entering the house with a heavy schoolbag.

As a result, as soon as I came in, I only saw Ye Zhiqiu pestle there.

He looked at the stairs, scratched the back of his head, walked to Ye Zhiqiu, saw that ye Zhiqiu looked wrong, and tentatively called out, "sister, are you okay?"

Ye Zhiqiu regained consciousness and turned to see him. The whole person seemed to wake up in an instant.

She raised her hand and touched Lu Jinyan's head. Her eyes fell on his schoolbag: "second place in the exam? What gift do you want? I'll buy it for you in a few days."

"I'm not a child anymore." Lu Jinyan waved his hand and sat down on the sofa. While taking things from his schoolbag, he turned his head and looked at her: "I miss you very much these two days."

"Really?"

Ye Zhiqiu smiled, but he didn't have much energy to continue the discussion with him. "Sister, go upstairs first. If you have something, you'll shout."

Before ye Zhiqiu came back, Lu Jinyan had listened to the corner of the wall for a while and knew about her and Huo Zhongxiao. He pursed his mouth and didn't know what he was thinking. When ye Zhiqiu turned to go upstairs, he suddenly shouted to her, "sister, I have something to tell you."

Ye Zhiqiu looked back and looked at his little cousin puzzled: "what's up?"

Lu Jianyan first asked, "have you made up with that uncle?"

Ye Zhiqiu knew he meant Huo Zhongxiao and nodded. Lu Jinyan even knew about them earlier than ye Zhimin, so there was nothing to hide.

Lu Jinyan holds his big schoolbag.

His heart was tangled, and his mind recalled the secret he had accidentally peeped into years ago——

After school that day, he went to the hospital to accompany Ye Zhimin, but ye Zhimin was not in the ward. His stomach suddenly hurt. He didn't even have time to put down his schoolbag. He rushed directly into the bathroom of the ward. When he was ready to stand up with his pants, there was a conversation between Ye Zhimin and Han Minjing outside.

"Now this arrangement is the best. She is only 20 years old and she is still a child. How can she take care of another child? Even if she can take care of it, the child will receive all kinds of strange eyes when she grows up..."

Later, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

When she saw him, Han Minjing also instantly shuddered, and her face changed slightly.

But ye Zhimin came over and slapped him on the ass and scolded him: "hide here quietly and frighten people. Who taught you this bad habit

At that time, Lu Jinyan was only eight years old. He didn't understand what Han Minjing said, but he subconsciously remembered it because he didn't understand it.

Later, with the growth of age, many things became clear

Lu Jinyan looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was still waiting there. He looked a little distressed and opened his mouth. "Sister, I have something I've always wanted to tell you. In fact, she is Rouge -"

"Have you finished your homework?" the inquiry from the staircase interrupted Lu Jinyan's words.

He turned his head and saw Ye Zhimin on the slow walking platform. He immediately closed his mouth.

Ye Zhimin's eyes moved away from his son and turned to Ye Zhiqiu: "Qiuqiu, come up."

Ye Zhiqiu followed Ye Zhimin upstairs to her own room.

Closing the door, ye Zhimin turns around and looks at Ye Zhiqiu with helplessness and love. Her father and her brother are still talking in the study. Naturally, it is Ye Zhiqiu's life.

"Did you live in Qinghe garden with Huo Zhongxiao the night Jingyu had an accident?" Ye Zhimin asked.

"Yes."

Ye Zhimin vaguely guessed before, but when she really heard her admit, there was still a moment of silence. After a while, she said, "what are you going to do now? You can see Grandpa's attitude. He can't promise you to be together."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't answer.

"I'll ask you, is he good to you?"

Ye Zhiqiu's answer to Shangye Zhimin's eyes is self-evident.

Ye Zhimin nodded and asked, "if the family has always disagreed -"

"I'll go with him."

Ye Zhiqiu's tone was very firm. Under Ye Zhimin's stunned eyes, she said again: "I'll go wherever he goes in the future. We agreed that we'll never separate again."

That night, the conversation between my aunt and nephew ended in nothing.

Before ye Zhimin left, when holding the door handle, he suddenly turned his head and said, "when your mother died, it was already in the late stage of cancer. Today I took rouge to the hospital for physical examination. I met your mother's attending doctor at that time, who was your mother's former classmate."

Ye Zhiqiu heard his voice asking, "what cancer?"

"Breast cancer."

The door closed gently. Ye Zhiqiu squatted slowly to the ground and hugged his knees with his arms.

Han Minjing was not so angry that she relapsed into depression and committed suicide