The President's Forced Love

Is it Soho?
So that dog is, Tootoo? !
Breathing stagnantly, she stood up abruptly.

How could it be Dudu?Didn't the old housekeeper say to let others take care of it?Didn't Dudu have a good time?How could it be like this?
The puppy was dirty, Ye Li didn't pay attention to it just now, but only now did he realize that one of its legs was broken and could only be bent pitifully.

It was as if her heart was tightly clenched by an invisible big hand, and the pain caused her vision to blur.

Mu Ziyan looked at her sudden action suspiciously, and followed her gaze to look at the person and the dog.

When he saw the woman, his black eyes narrowed suddenly, and a bad light shot out.

Clutching her scarf tightly, Ye Li raised her footsteps and strode over there, her face was pale but cold, and every step was filled with great anger.

If it was really Suho and Dudu, she would never let her go!

The woman held a stick and yelled at the dog while cursing loudly.

The dog that still had the strength to roar at the beginning could only dodge in embarrassment, whining and whining.

With wet eyes, Ye Li stepped forward and grabbed the wooden stick in the woman's hand, and met the eyes of the woman who turned her head.

After taking a breath, a great deal of anger and hatred gushed out, Ye Li pulled the wooden stick out of her hand as soon as she exerted her strength.

Dudu seemed to have recognized Ye Li, and dragged his legs to walk behind Ye Li, yelling.

With sourness welling up in her nose, Ye Li held the wooden stick tightly and pointed at Su Ho, her voice trembling coldly, "Su Ho!"

It was really her, how did Dudu get into her hands?
Seeing Ye Li, Su He was also startled, but after a while, he realized that he was no longer a servant of Fu's family, and Ye Li was just a maid with no name or distinction, so he didn't need to look at her face , and straightened his back again.

"Hey, isn't this Ms. Ye? Why do you have to intervene when I teach my dog ​​a lesson? Are you in a panic after being abandoned by the young master?"

"This is your dog?" Ye Li wanted to hit her with a stick, and it took a lot of perseverance to restrain this impulse. She growled angrily, "If you have any dissatisfaction, come to me and hit her!" What is a dog!"

Su Ho sneered disdainfully, "The young master has already given me the dog. This dog is mine. Even if I kill it, you have nothing to do with it."

The angry expression suddenly froze on her face, she gritted her teeth and growled, "You said Dudu was given to you by Fu Lin?"

Didn't the old butler say that giving Dudu to others to raise him made him feel at ease?
Is this what he said to reassure himself!

Breaking the dog's legs alive, how can there be such a vicious person!

"Of course." Su Ho brushed the curly hair on his forehead coquettishly, and said with a disdainful smile, "If the young master didn't give it to me, I wouldn't bother to ask for it."

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo " rubbed Ye Li's feet, pitifully calling out, looking extremely desolate in the cold winter wind.

The heart seemed to be placed in an ice cellar, which made her feel cold all over.

Fu Lin, why did you do such an amazing job?
Su He relieved his anger and snatched back the wooden stick from Ye Li's hand. The barbs on the wooden stick cut Ye Li's palm, and there was a tingling pain.

"I don't have time to catch up with you." Seeing her shrinking hands with sharp eyes, Su Ho raised his chin in satisfaction, "Dudu, I'm home."