The President's Forced Love

The woman watched intently, with deep sadness in her eyes, and she couldn't hear the child's call for a moment.

The child puffed up his cheeks, stretched out his chubby little hand, and poked the woman's masked face. Under the woman's puzzled eyes, the serious childish voice accused, "Mommy, why have you looked at this child for so long! Don't you love me anymore!"

The childish voice caused good-natured laughter from others, but the woman shook her head helplessly, her light brown eyes were full of tenderness.

"Is this lady also a fan of Lord Satan?" A gentleman asked, his blue eyes were fanatical and obsessed with this Satan.

With a playful smile, the woman raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, "You can say that."

After all, she is that Satan.

As soon as the woman said this, the man's eyes lit up immediately, and his excited appearance was like the brainless fan of some celebrities in Huaguo.

"Master Satan is such a genius. His paintings helped me out of the trough in my life. He is simply my god!" mouth, "Do you think I'm crazy?"

The woman smiled and shook her head, her charming light brown eyes were full of tenderness, "No, if Satan knows that he helped you, he will be very happy too."

The man's cheeks were flushed, "It's a pity that Lord Satan has never shown his face. The paintings here are too expensive and I can't afford to keep them..."

Squinting her eyes slightly, the woman smiled and said, "I happen to have a painting by him, if you don't mind it, I can give it to you."

The man turned pale with shock, "How can this work?"

Every painting of Master Satan is priceless.

"I am not short of money, and a good painting can only play its value in the hands of those who really appreciate it."

His eyes turned red, and the man moved, "Ma'am, this is my business card. If you can find me in the future, I will do my best to help!"

The woman took the business card and put it in her pocket solemnly before smiling at the man, "Let me go first."

The man nodded solemnly, and watched the woman leave the corridor with a smile.

If you don't leave, the little baby in your arms will really go crazy.

Walking out of the art gallery with the child in my arms, the car was already waiting there.

Seeing the woman coming out, the driver in a black tuxedo immediately got out of the car, went to the back seat and opened the car door, bent down and said respectfully, "Miss, please."

"En." After getting into the car, the woman took off her mask, revealing her innocent face.

Putting the child aside, she stretched out her hand to tie up her curly hair, and then noticed her child's burning eyes.

"What are you looking at baby?" She couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, she bent down and tapped the child's nose, and asked with a chuckle.

The child suddenly grinned, showing a silly smile, leaped forward and hugged the woman.

Feeling warm in her heart, the woman hurriedly caught him and pressed him in her arms.

"Mommy, Carl said Mommy is my sister."

Karl is a neighbor's child, and he likes to come over to play with the baby on weekdays, but he refuses to leave at night, making his parents speechless.

With a helpless smile, the woman has nothing to do with that super clingy Carl.

"Carl also said that the baby has no father," the baby pouted and said another sentence.