The President's Forced Love

Her legs kept kicking in the air, and the corners of her mouth kept rising uncontrollably, smiling silly.

It was actually Fu Lin who answered the call!
And she actually said so much to Fu Lin, this is something she never dared to think about before.

And Fu Lin's voice is really nice, the same as her voice of thinking day and night, making her feel that Su's voice is going to take off when she hears it!
But after thinking about it again, a tangled look appeared on Diandian's face.

Ever since he had dinner with Fu Lin in Haoting that day, even though he didn't seem to have looked at him directly, he had an inexplicable and inexplicable feeling for him.

However, Fu Lin is Lizi's boyfriend.

Diandian was a little tangled, and kicked off the pillow on the bed in annoyance, staring at the ceiling above her head in distress.

little bit!He is the person your girlfriend likes, you must stay calm!
At this moment, the night outside the window was already dark, and the cold moonlight poured down, adding a hazy feeling to the earth.

Standing in front of the window, Fu Lin stared coldly at the night scene that was too thick to melt with a pair of black eyes.

Because of her recklessness yesterday, not only Ye Li was wronged, but even the people in England noticed her.

He frowned irritably. Damn, he even threatened himself with the title.

"Hmm..." Just as he was pinching the glass, Ye Li suddenly heard an uncomfortable moan from behind.

Immediately, all things were thrown out of his mind, almost like a conditioned reflex, he immediately turned around and strode towards the bed.

Standing still by the bed, Fu Lin lowered his head to look at Ye Li, and stretched out his hand to her forehead naturally.

After a while, he withdraws his hand in doubt, why does it still feel so hot?
A little anxious in his heart, he pursed his lips and gently placed his forehead on hers.

When Ye Li woke up, what she saw was such a scene, which made her feel inexplicably weird.

Facing Ye Li's black and white almond eyes, Fu Lin's body stiffened obviously. He stood up straight in embarrassment, sat down calmly, and said in a deep voice, "How do you feel now?"

Ye Li stared at him intently, just when Fu Lin was about to stare at her uncomfortably, she slightly turned her head and said calmly, "I don't want to see you."

How can he act like nothing happened?
Did you not take it to heart at all?
Or do you feel like you’re making a fuss all the time?

Fu Lin's face darkened, and anger flashed in his eyes, but he looked at Ye Li's slender neck, which seemed to be broken with a stretch of hand.

His anger suddenly dissipated, and the irritability in his heart grew stronger.

I was afraid that if I was here, I would do something beyond my control.

He stood up suddenly, with a sullen handsome face, and strode out without saying a word.

Ye Li clenched her hands tightly with the loud sound of slamming the door, her heart was full of grievances, her nose was sour, and tears started to flow out non-stop.

"woooooo"

She covered her mouth tightly, not wanting to cry too loudly, the tears she shed soon wet the pillow cover.

I like Fu Lin.

However, how could I pretend to be stupid and stay with him again.

……

Downstairs in the kitchen, the servants lined up in two lines and stood on both sides tremblingly, while the old housekeeper's eyes widened in surprise.

The young master actually wants to cook?
Or for Miss Ye?
He covered his dizzy head, "Master, what are you trying to do?"

Fu Lin stared at the incomprehensible recipe in front of him. Hearing this, he turned around and gave him a dissatisfied look. His thin lips said two words, "Cooking."

Seeing his serious expression, the old housekeeper couldn't help crying and laughing: "If it's for Miss Ye, I suggest that the young master should let Aunt Hong cook it."

Miss Ye was already sick, if she ate something that she couldn't eat, wouldn't she be even worse?

Aunt Hong is a nutrition chef specially invited by the old housekeeper. When she heard her name suddenly, she slowly raised her head in misery, and met Fu Lin's unkind eyes.

"No, no, no need, I think the young master is very talented in cooking. I think Miss Ye will like the dishes that the young master cooks very much."

That's natural, Fu Lin raised the corners of her lips proudly, Ye Li would naturally like the dishes she cooked for her.

"But, young master..."

Fu Lin slapped the book on the kitchen counter in displeasure, "There's so much nonsense, get out!"

Old Butler: Alright, you are the young master and you are the oldest, so why not listen to you?

After successfully driving the obtrusive and long-winded old housekeeper out of the kitchen, Fu Lin glanced at Aunt Hong and snorted coldly, "You cook all the dishes here."

Under the sympathetic eyes of her colleagues, Aunt Hong walked out.

"Master, do you need me to slow down?" Under Fu Lin's gaze of "thirsty for talents", Aunt Hong asked with great pressure.

Fu Lin glared at her unkindly again, "Are you questioning my master's cooking skills?"

Aunt Hong was sweating coldly, and just about to shake her head desperately, she heard Fu Lin irritably, "Slow down."

I can't be sloppy, what if Yeli gets sicker after eating it?
When he was two children, Fu Lin stared at the unknown black object on the carved porcelain bowl, which seemed familiar.

Aunt Hong also twitched the corners of her mouth. Sure enough, it's not like the whole family doesn't enter the house. Isn't this what Ms. Ye made?
However, she thought that the young master was really just playing around with Miss Ye as the outside world said, but in fact it was not like that at all.

Which chaebol group boss have you ever seen make soup for a lover to wash his hands?

"Master, Miss Ye is just recovering from a serious illness, it's better to drink some light porridge."

……

Her whole body was sore and weak, and her stomach was even more hungry. Ye Li propped herself up on the bed and sat up with some difficulty, but when she wanted to turn on the wall lamp in the room, she couldn't pull up the strength no matter what.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open vigorously, and a sound of steady and powerful footsteps came in.

Immediately afterwards, the huge room was surrounded by soft warm light, and Ye Li raised her eyes to Fu Lin who walked in.

When his line of sight touched the bowl in his hand, he was slightly startled, and looked back coldly.

Fu Lin frowned, the heart that had been up high just now fell down in an instant, and his complexion turned blue inch by inch, "Ye Li, I have already apologized to you, what else do you want?"

Ye Li lowered her head, and sneered when she heard the words, "Young Master Fu, did you apologize to me in your dream?"

Fu Lin sat down coldly, not wanting to continue this question, and said almost in a commanding tone: "Open your mouth."

Yeli didn't move.

Seeing Ye Li's whole body in a gesture of resistance, the hand holding the bowl trembled slightly, how happy he was just now, and how angry he is now.

'Bang' put the bowl on the table heavily, "Ye Li, don't regret it," Fu Lin said coldly, then slammed the door and left with a dark face.

This woman who doesn't know what to do, has already cooked for her, what else does she want?
Didn't I help her clean up those people?
Why is she so greedy.

With the sound of the door slamming, Ye Li's eyelashes trembled. A few seconds later, she slowly raised her head to look at the bowl of porridge on the table, which was steaming and fragrant.

Do not regret it?