The President's Forced Love

"It's time!" Not long after, the policeman spoke again.

Irene looked at the phone in astonishment, how long has it been.

Frowning tightly, she begged, "Can you give me a little more time?"

She still has a lot to say, and this Fu Shao didn't come.

Like an ant on a hot pan, she was so anxious that her forehead was almost sweating.

The policeman had a stern expression on his face, and she frowned in obvious displeasure when she heard Irene say this, "It's already against the rules to let you in, let's go."

The privileged class is trouble, thought the policeman, casting a cold glance at her impatiently.

Irene had no choice but to hand over all the clothes to Ye Li, and walked out irritatedly.

Escorted back to the cell by the police one after the other, Ye Li resigned to her fate as soon as she opened the door and walked in without saying a word, but just as she was about to sit down, footsteps sounded again.

"Ye Li, come out!"

The other three were stunned, it was really lively one after another.

"No need, I'll just say a few words to her here." A low, magnetic voice suddenly sounded.

The pupils shrank, and Ye Li's heart trembled heavily.

Reflexively pinching the rope with her little hands, she bit her lower lip and turned around.

It's Fu Lin.

As soon as her nose became sour, tears filled her eyes again. Afraid of being noticed by others, she bit her lower lip tightly to keep her tears from falling.

He looks like Mu Ziyan again, so I must have caused him a lot of trouble.

I am really useless.

Thinking of the orders from above, even the policemen who hated the privileged class could only nod in agreement, but their faces still stink to death.

After the police left, Fu Lin strode into the cell, staring at Ye Li with deep eyes, the heat and affection in it seemed to reach the bottom of Ye Li's heart.

Eyelashes trembling slightly, she bit her lip and said, "Why do you..."

He's not saying he can't...

"Come here and let me hug you." His voice was hoarse, and he interrupted Ye Li's words in a hoarse voice.

Looking at him with blurred eyes, Ye Li couldn't help sobbing after a few seconds, and threw herself into Fu Lin's arms with her pockets in her hands.

Her little hand tightly grasped his skirt, and Ye Li wept in his arms, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

If she wasn't stupid and believed in the nanny, she wouldn't accidentally hurt Ye Yun'er, and Fu Lin wouldn't have to worry about herself...

A big warm hand patted her back lightly, Fu Lin said in a deep voice, "Don't cry."

There was a rare tenderness in his voice, Ye Li raised her face in a daze, and after confirming that it was Fu Lin, she choked up and said, "I killed..."

His thick eyebrows were furrowed, an uncontrollable hostility appeared in his eyes, and his handsome and elegant face was covered with haze.

Slightly raised his eyes to look at the camera in the corner, he lowered his head and pressed Ye Li into his arms again.

Leaning over to her ear, he whispered, "Her child is dead long ago, you are just being calculated."

All the unspoken words were stuck in her throat, she was stunned for a few seconds and then said blankly, "What?"

What died long ago?
Glancing at the time on the watch, he held Ye Li's face and quickly kissed her on the forehead, whispering quickly, "Don't think about anything, you just need to take care of yourself and the child."

Child, Ye Li froze, and caressed her stomach with her right hand in confusion.

Ye Yun'er's child died long ago, what about her own?

Why doesn't she feel pregnant at all?