The President's Forced Love

Absently chewing the white rice in the bowl, Ye Li suddenly sighed softly.

The swallowing movement stopped suddenly, and Irene coughed lightly and looked at Ye Li with a puzzled expression, "What's wrong?"

After asking, she seemed to have just remembered something, and her expression suddenly became a little indescribable.

Frowning her eyebrows in confusion, she tentatively asked, "Ye Li, are you still thinking about that boy just now?"

Stretching out her hand to brush the long hair on her forehead behind her ears, Ye Li shook her head and said, "No."

In fact, she didn't think about anything, her mind went blank, but she just felt lost and lost interest.

It was as if everything around her was colorless, even she hated herself now.

Fearing that her emotions would affect Irene, Ye Li tried her best to smile, but it was extremely stiff.

Sighing in the bottom of her heart, Irene stretched out her hand to help Ye Li scoop up a bowl of soup, and changed the subject abruptly, "What are you going to do in the future? Do you want to work?"

She changed the topic so quickly that Ye Li was stunned for two seconds before she could react.

"Yes!" Mentioning work, Ye Li's mood finally rose a bit, and Gu Jing Wubo's eyes were also stained with some bright colors, "But I don't know what I can do."

Irene frowned and thought for a while, then suggested: "Young master Fu said that you are very good at drawing, why don't you go to draw."

The faint smile froze on her face immediately, Ye Li lowered her eyes and remained silent for several seconds before she said softly, "Let me think about it again."

As for my own three-legged cat kung fu, if I paint it for free and give it to others, I am afraid that no one will want it.

Guilty laughing a few times, Irene couldn't help stretching out her hand and slapping her head vigorously a few times, look at your broken mouth!

After dinner, Ye Li insisted on taking over the housework of washing dishes, but Irene couldn't hold her back so she had to agree.

"Then I'll go and clean up the room. Don't bother anyone rings the doorbell. I don't know anyone here." Afraid that Ye Li would open the door again, Irene repeatedly reminded her worriedly.

Ye Li looked at her helplessly, but her heart softened. She smiled softly, "I see, I will recite it no matter how many times you have said it."

It's nice to have friends.

Seeing that she agreed, Irene walked into the room with confidence.Looking at the empty room, she felt empty and confused in her heart. She couldn't help pinching the photo with her right hand, and even her body trembled slightly.

"Oh, the more you live, the more useless you are." After a long time, she held her forehead in a self-deprecating manner, and mocked herself in a low voice.

That man doesn't like himself at all, and he won't like himself. Keeping these is just to remind himself of this cruel fact.

Forget it, let's throw it all away.

Making up her mind, she took one last look at the house before turning and walking out.

Glancing at Ye Li who was busy in front of the sink, she pretended to be calm and smiled and said, "Ye Li, I'll go out and buy some daily necessities for you, remember, don't open the door to strange men."

Three black lines floated across her forehead, Ye Li's mouth twitched, and she turned around helplessly, "I see, I'm not a three-year-old child."

With a smile, Irene blinked at her and walked out.

With a 'click', the door was closed, and she was the only one left in the huge room.

After washing the bowl in her hand with a calm expression, Ye Li just wanted to wipe the table when the doorbell rang again after the closed door.

In an instant, the vigilance of the whole body rose to the highest level.

Ye Li took two steps back subconsciously, staring at the door closely, her eyes full of defense.

Who will it be?