The President's Forced Love

Pursing her lips, Ye Li slowly raised the corners of her mouth, "I know."

When I woke up, although I couldn't remember him, I somehow felt that he was very familiar.When he hugged himself, he felt very at ease in his heart, just like a boat drifting in a storm, finding a harbor to protect itself.

So this is the reason why she chooses to believe in him, and she also believes that she and him must have been very affectionate before.

Irene was startled, smiled and nodded, but she didn't know where she trusted Fu Lin.

But that's fine too.

After thinking about it, she blinked at Ye Li and complained: "Then let's go back, if you don't go back, your man will go crazy again."

When she thought that every time Fu Lin got angry, the surroundings would be like a storm passing by with nothing growing, she was terrified to death.

It's better to send her daughter-in-law back quickly.

Ye Li obediently followed her back, and suddenly asked, "Is Fu Lin in a bad temper?"

Her body froze, she waved her hands again with a funny expression on her face, and said with a dry smile: "How is it possible, Fu Lin's temper, his temper, is good!"

She swore that the last few words were definitely not squeezed between her teeth.

Ye Li looked at her suspiciously, and snorted, "I still don't know how I lost my memory, but Fu Lin lied to me, saying that I fell asleep, how could it be possible?"

The corner of Irene's mouth twitched, and when Ye Li looked over, she was serious, "I don't know about this, do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Ye Li thought carefully for a while, "It seems not."

Erin shrugged, "That's fine."

Following Irene's return to the living room, Ye Li saw Fu Lin sitting gracefully on a chair as soon as she stepped into the door, with short hair slightly disheveled and long legs crossed.

Hearing the sound, he raised his eyes to look at Ye Li, but there was no expression on his handsome face.

He pointed to the porridge on the table with a wafting aroma, and ordered: "Come and eat."

His voice trembled slightly, and his dark eyes were fixed on Ye Li, as if Ye Li would disappear at any moment.

His gaze was intensely aggressive and domineering, as if his head had been stabbed by a needle suddenly, Ye Li slowed down and frowned slightly.

Irene looked at him, and suddenly said, "Young Master Fu, I have something to tell you."

Seeing her serious expression, Fu Lin stood up with a sullen face, and led Irene into the study on the second floor.

The old butler stood aside, with a gentle expression and a gentle voice, "Miss Ye, since you fainted for no reason, the young master has been taking care of you at home. He hasn't slept for three days."

Ye Li looked at him in astonishment, "He has been taking care of me?"

So it's not a coincidence that I can see him as soon as I wake up?
The old butler nodded, "Yes."

He had never seen the young master so crazy, even when the old lady passed away, his reaction was not so big.

Hearing his extremely affirmative answer, Ye Li couldn't help but her heart trembled, and the hand holding the soup spoon became tighter and tighter.

Upstairs study.

Fu Lin sat on the leather chair behind the desk, with one hand resting on his forehead, his handsome and deep face was slightly tired, "What's the matter?"

Irene frowned, "Young Master Fu, if you don't want Ye Li to recover her memory, please restrain your temper, otherwise one day she will remember everything before, and this day will not be far away."

With a sneer, Fu Lin looked up at her, and said disdainfully, "You want me to pretend to be like Xiao Yihen?"

Xiao Yihen?Why did you bring him up again?
Irene shook her head, and was interrupted by Fu Lin's deep voice just as she was about to speak.

"I am free." How could he be willing to lose his temper with Ye Li?

He choked on what he was about to say, and Irene said helplessly, "You just need to be sensible, and don't forget to take Ye Li to the hospital for an examination tomorrow."

"I see."

She didn't say anything, she knew it too, Fu Lin gave Irene a disgusted look.

Erin: ...

Holding her breath and walking out of the study, she instantly met Ye Li's big bright eyes, her mood improved involuntarily, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Hurry up to find your man?"

Ye Li coughed a few times, with shyness on her innocent and lovely face, "The old housekeeper said that Fu Lin hasn't slept for a long time, please let me coax him to sleep."

"Go, go, I've been here for a few days, and I'm going home to rest." Irene stretched, patted her sore neck and smiled.

Ye Li suddenly stepped forward to hug her, her eyes were full of seriousness, "Irene, thank you."

The old housekeeper not only told her about Fu Lin, but also said that Dr. Irene was his good friend before, and that she had been living here for the past few days when she was in a coma.

In high school, because of Ye Yuner's intentional estrangement, no one in the school dared to get close to me, and some flower protectors who called themselves Ye Yuner kept teasing me.

Therefore, she is really grateful that such an excellent person can make friends with herself.

Ye Li now only feels that she has fallen asleep, and her whole life seems to be on the hook, and it is incredibly smooth.

With pink bubbles floating in her heart, she quickly let go of her stiff body, ran upstairs with red earlobes, and pushed open the door of the study nervously.

Who came in without knocking?

Fu Lin raised his head in displeasure, his eyes were gloomy, and he exuded a frightening aura.

Ye Li's heart trembled, her eyes widened suddenly, and she took two steps back in fear.

Why is Fu Lin scarier than her head teacher.

Why is it Ye Li? The first reaction in Fu Lin's head was the warning from Irene just now.

His heart tightened, he stood up abruptly, walked towards Ye Li with a sullen face, and before Ye Li moved, he hugged her tightly.

"Ye Li, I won't hide it from you. My temper is not very good. You thought I was fierce before."

"But," he paused, with bitterness in his mouth, "I swear, I will never lose my temper with you again in the future."

Ye Li stared at him blankly, then blurted out suddenly, "You're lying."

When her figure froze, Fu Lin unconsciously began to exert force on her shoulder, feeling a bitter taste in her heart, "Yes, I lied to you before, I'm an asshole."

"But, can you trust me again?"

Ye Li blinked, obviously there was no memory about him in her head, but her heart was hurting badly, tears slipped from her eyes without knowing when, leaving long tear stains on her cheeks.

"Fu Lin, I'm so uncomfortable here, why?" The heart ached more and more, Ye Li's face was pale, and she looked at him helplessly with her tear-stained little face up.

It was as if he was her god.

Fu Lin once again felt the pain of thousands of arrows piercing his heart.

'Excuse me, Young Master Fu, are you apologizing to me in a dream? '

"Fu Lin, don't do this, I'm so scared"

'Fu Lin, I'm in pain'

……

"Fu Lin, why are you crying too?"