The President's Forced Love

With a cold snort of disdain, Fu Lin sneered, with an impatient tone, "I can't take care of myself when I'm in my twenties, and I can't save this kind of mental retardation."

Eyes widened suddenly, Su Ho looked at him in disbelief, embarrassment quickly flooded her whole body.

"But I love you!" She cried and shouted, "Ye Li doesn't love you at all, the one who loves you is me!"

After hearing Ye Li's name, her originally irritable face quickly darkened.

He squeezed Su Ho's neck hard, his eyes were as fierce as a beast in the forest, "If I hear you say that Ye Li is bad again, I will kill you!"

This woman is courting death!

How could Yeli not love herself!She was just messing with herself!
It was difficult to breathe, and Su Ho's face was terribly pale.

Rolling her eyes upwards, there was fear in her eyes.

The sudden sound of "click" awakened Fu Lin.

Seeing that the people below were dying, he frowned and shook her off.

Limp on the ground with weakness all over his body, air was poured into his throat desperately, Su Ho coughed violently as he pressed his chest, as if he wanted to cough up all his internal organs before giving up.

Powerlessly lying on the ground, she coughed and cried at the same time, her tears desperately poured out.

What did she say wrong?Why did the young master treat her like this?

The visitor trembled violently, Zhan Zhan knelt down forcefully, and she said in a trembling voice, "Young Master, Young Master, Miss Ye asked me to deliver the shoes to you."

Send shoes?Fu Lin's face paled slightly, as if the overcast had turned cloudy.

He glanced down at his snow-soaked socks.

The kneeling servant looked at it and hurriedly brought the leather shoes on.She lowered her head the whole time, her expression was pale and she didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't even dare to glance at Su Ho who was lying on the ground in pain.

She was praying frantically in her heart that the young master would put on the shoes and leave, but she didn't expect Fu Lin to just pick up the shoes and leave.

No, no clothes?
Looking up slightly in surprise, she looked at Fu Lin's receding back, full of doubts.

"Whoa, why are you doing this to me! Why!"

Su Ho's mournful cry brought her back from her thoughts, she pursed her lips in embarrassment, hesitated for a while, and then knelt down and stretched out her hand to help Su Ho up.

After all, Su Ho's late mother still had some status in the circle of servants, otherwise Su Ho wouldn't have the guts to act tyrannically.

Seeing the hand stretched out in front of his eyes, Su Ho raised his head sobbing, and bit his lower lip hard after seeing a strange face.

"Don't tell anyone what happened today!" She stretched out her hand and tightly grasped the servant's wrist, with such strength that the servant frowned in pain.

The servant frowned tightly, suppressing the anger in his heart, and whispered: "I won't say anything."

After listening to her promise, Su Ho was still worried.

Holding her wrist tightly, she warned again sharply, "If you dare to speak out, I will definitely make it difficult for you to stay in Fu's house."

Now, no matter how good-tempered she was, she couldn't bear it any longer. The servant turned cold and stretched out his other hand to grab Su Ho's hand vigorously, and threw it away forcefully.

Su Ho's eyes widened in disbelief, how dare a servant treat him like this? !

"If you want to do something to me, I'll go to Miss Ye. After all, she is the mistress of the Fu family, and she is also understanding, gentle and kind." The servant stood up, looked at Su Ho with disdain, and said nothing A pause.

Su Ho stared at her blankly, and it took a while to realize that his complexion immediately became extremely ugly, looking at the servant as if he wanted to tear her apart.