The President's Forced Love

Ye Li supported her forehead, Qingli's face was very pale, and she looked haggard as if she would faint at any moment.

Hearing this, she bit her lower lip, with self-blame in her eyes, "I'm sorry, I didn't have time last night."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt that Gauguin's temperament instantly cooled down, and his eyes hidden behind the glasses were shining coldly.

"Since you don't want to learn, you can give up as soon as possible, so as not to waste each other's time."

Ye Li clenched her fists tightly, her fingertips turned white.She really wanted to yell back as confidently as yesterday, but she didn't have the face to speak.

With her head lowered, her voice trembled, "I'm sorry, but I really want to learn to draw."

Gauguin glanced at her coldly, and snorted coldly, "There will be another time, and I will never teach you again."

"Yes."

He was so obedient today, Gauguin gave her a slightly surprised look, could it be that the boss said something about her yesterday?
But looking at the way the boss loves his wife, he doesn't seem like someone who can talk about her.

Forget it, it's none of his business anyway, he just needs to teach her how to draw.

After thinking about it, he turned around and ordered: "Go to the studio."

Looking at his back that was drifting away, Ye Li shook her head that had been stinging since last night, pursed her lips and stepped up to keep up.

After walking two steps, cold sweat dripped from her back, and her lips became paler.

Holding the pillar to catch her breath, she frowned and walked to the studio with difficulty.

Gauguin was waiting for her in the room. Seeing her embarrassed appearance, he said coldly, "Is your body okay?"

Ye Li leaned on the door frame, and when she heard the words, she showed a pale smile, "It seems that there is a problem." After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes, fainted, and her head hit the ground with a heavy sound.

……

Fu's old house.

Fu Lin sat at the dining table with a cold face. Opposite him was an old lady in silk pajamas with silver hair who was still well maintained.

The old lady has an elegant posture, exuding the noble temperament of "I am a noble lady" all over her body.

"Daniel, why don't you eat?"

Fu Lin said with a cold face, "Don't call me by my name in China."

"Oh?" The old lady put the porcelain cup on the cup without making a sound.

Her eyes are dark blue, as mysterious and charming as the sea, "What is the name of your country?"

Fu Lin's eyes were gloomy, "Grandma, if you talk nonsense again, I will leave."

How many times has she asked this question, she doesn't look down on Grandpa, I think she just looks down on Huaguo.

"Is this how you treat grandma?"

Fu Lin stared at him coldly, without saying a word.

Just as the atmosphere between the grandparent and grandson became more and more tense, a milky voice sounded not far away.

Fu Ye rubbed his sleepy eyes and stood at the stairs. When he saw that it was his grandma, he immediately raised the corners of his mouth happily, and ran towards her with short legs.

Seeing her youngest grandson, the old lady immediately smiled from ear to ear. After hugging Fu Lin, she kissed him on both sides of the cheek.

"My good grandson, I haven't seen grandma for so long, do you miss grandma?"

Fu Ye nodded with a red face, and Fu Rin sneered coldly. He has been in Huaguo for so long, but he has never heard the child mention grandma.

"Yo, your cousin is jealous, Xiaoye go and coax your cousin."

Fu Lin frowned in distaste, stood up and was about to leave.

"Stop, sit down." Although the old lady's voice was flat, it carried an undeniable majesty.

"Aren't you accompanied by someone?" Fu Lin growled impatiently.

"Sit down." The old lady didn't answer, but repeated.

'Buzz buzz' At this moment, Fu Lin's cell phone vibrated.He frowned, seeing the word 'Gauguin' flashing on the screen, and hung up the phone.

"Why don't you answer?"

Fu Lin gripped the phone tightly, and said impatiently, "It's just the company's phone number."

……

He called one after another, but the phone still wasn't answered.

Ye Li leaned against the back of the bed with a soft pillow on her waist.

She lowered her head, her face was pale, "Don't hit me, I'm fine."

Maybe he is busy. After all, his uncle is returning to China, so he must have a good get-together.

Gauguin was naturally sympathetic, seeing that she had said so himself, he would naturally stop calling to scold her.

"Call a doctor for you?"

Ye Li shook her head, "No need." Irene has been very busy recently, so it's better not to bother her.

"Then you have a good rest, I'll go first."

Ye Li raised her eyes, "Well, let's go."

She has no friends, no job, and only one Fu Lin.Without him, he was really alone.

"Don't think too much about it, the old lady will return home, and of course Fu Shao will not be able to leave."

Before leaving, Gauguin also persuaded him.

Ye Li stared at him blankly, "What old lady?"

Looking at her confused eyes, Gauguin realized that the boss hadn't even told her the truth, probably because he never thought of taking her to see him.

Thinking of this, a bit of pity appeared in Gauguin's eyes.

It's really pitiful, I lost my memory, but I was still surrounded by the boss.

"It's nothing, I'm leaving." He waved his hand smartly and walked out of the room quickly.

Ye Li maintained a posture for a long time, until her numb legs protested, and her eyelashes moved.

So it's not uncle, but grandma?
There was a sudden sharp pain in her head, which made Ye Li clutch her head tightly, and even her eyes began to slacken.

"You can't take the position of the young mistress of the Fu family."

"She is Ye Li. She is so blatant to be a mistress. Young Master Fu already has a fiancée, okay?"

"Sorry, Ye Li, I just don't want you to be deceived by him."

"When he is cured, the first thing he will do is to abandon you."

"Do you have a family? Teach her a lesson."

……

Her pale lips kept trembling, she slowly looked at her hands, she remembered.

I remembered everything.

What did she do? She lost her memory and fell in love with this tyrant, this murderer again.

The scene of the woman's tragic death reappeared in her mind. She shrank back in horror and looked at the strange room in horror.

Suddenly, she threw off the quilt and staggered out of bed, walked to the corner and stared at the ceiling with her face up.

Sure enough, there are monitors.

She clenched her fists tightly, and all the blood rushed to the top of her head.

She leaned on the stool and took a few breaths. From that house to this house, he never felt relieved of himself.

"This is your home, and I am your husband."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," she covered her mouth hard, tears poured out of her eyes, why did she keep lying to me?Why?
There's no way you're going to marry me, is there?

Despair rushed towards her face like sea water, covering her mouth and nose, preventing her from breathing.

His arsenic, my honey.

She would rather have arsenic than false honey.