The President's Forced Love

She doesn't know about others, but Bo Fan likes Huo Zhitao wholeheartedly.

If Irene fell in love with him, wouldn't that be self-abuse?
"I'm just asking, just asking!"

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Irene is a natural shopaholic, and Ye Li's legs are almost broken after following her, but her enthusiasm still hasn't dissipated at all.

Her legs were so weak and her lips were pale, Ye Li stood still.

Turning around and waving her hands weakly at Irene, she gasped weakly, "I can't do it anymore, you can go shopping by yourself."

Oh my god, it's terrible, she will never go shopping with Irene again.

Curling her lips in displeasure, Irene just wanted to drag her along when she received a warning look from the bodyguard brother.

Those eyes were too cold, Irene's body froze, she felt a chill down her spine, and the enthusiasm for the big sweep faded instantly.

Sighing, she took Ye Li's slightly cool hand and said, "Then let's go to the bench over there to rest for a while."

Ye Li's physical fitness is not good, after Irene sighed, she looked at her thoughtfully, showing a wretched smile.

No wonder Fu Shao looks dissatisfied with desire every day. It turns out that the bed is not harmonious.

Seeing her eyes, Ye Li guessed what she was doing wrong again, but she didn't have the energy to argue with her, Ye Li's mouth twitched, she turned around in disgust, picked up her steps and walked towards the stool.

Sitting heavily, Ye Li lay on the back of the chair, feeling that every cell in her body was protesting.

"You wait for me here, I'll buy you a cup of coffee." Seeing her pale face, as if she was really tired and pitiful, Irene couldn't help it.

Without the strength to nod, Ye Li closed her eyes and hummed with her nose.

With his eyes closed, it seemed that all the sounds around him became clearer, the whispers between lovers and familiar footsteps.

Her heart trembled fiercely, and she recognized the owner of the footsteps almost instantly, and she slowly clenched her fists.

"Go back to China today." The man sat down and ordered directly, his voice was deep and magnetic, and his tone was as domineering as ever.

Heh, a mocking sneer overflowed from the corner of her mouth, Ye Li opened her eyes and looked at him.

There was no trace of emotion in her clear eyes, she said coldly, "Isn't this the CEO? You are really elusive."

He disappeared for two days without a call or a message.

Appeared suddenly, and the first sentence he spoke was an order.

She misses him very much, but she really can't be happy.

Frowning, Fu Lin said in a deep voice, "Are you angry?"

With a stagnant expression, Ye Li turned her head away, her voice choked with sobs, "Do you know how many times I called you?"

She couldn't sleep all night, and when she closed her eyes, Xiao Yihen was covered in blood. The guilt tortured her so much that she almost collapsed.

At that time, how much she wanted to hug Fu Lin, but she was alone on the bed, and the other side was empty and terribly cold.

The heart seemed to be hit hard by something, Fu Lin stretched out his hand and hugged him into his arms, and said in a low voice, "The president was assassinated at the party last night, I can't leave."

The president was assassinated?

Ye Li clenched her lower lip and lowered her eyes. Is he explaining to himself?

"You're not lying to me?"

His face darkened, and Fu Lin growled in dissatisfaction, "When did I ever lie to you?"

Can this woman stop being so disappointing, shouldn't she hug herself emotionally at this time?
Ye Li trembled from being yelled at by him, and curled her lips speechlessly after reacting, you have lied to me many times, okay?