The President's Forced Love

"You nonsense! You are mine!" Fu Lin's eyes were red and his chest heaved violently due to anger.

Ye Li looked back at him, and said lightly: "Fu Lin, why bother? Your illness... um!"

Fu Lin lowered his head, frantically biting her lips, the freshly healed wound ruptured again, and the smell of blood spread from their mouths.

With her back against the cold wall, Ye Li closed her mouth tightly and stared at him coldly.

Fu Lin stopped, staring at Ye Li tightly, feeling powerless in his heart, why is she so stubborn?

"What do you want? I'll give it to you. Don't lose your temper with me, okay?"

Her lips moved slightly, she opened her mouth, and then closed it again. If she said she wanted to leave him, he would definitely go crazy again.

"I want to go back to my nanny's hometown."

Gently wiping the blood on her lips with his thumb, Fu Lin whispered, "Okay, I promise you."

……

The expressionless Ren Fulin dried her off, wrapped her in a bathrobe and carried her out.

As soon as she touched the bed, Ye Li escaped from Fu Lin's grasp, lifted the quilt and got in.

Although separated by a quilt, she still felt Fu Lin's depressed and low gaze.

Just when she thought he would lift the quilt, she heard his leaving footsteps, which seemed to be stepping on her heart, making it difficult for her to breathe.

After waiting for a while, the door was pushed open again.

Ye Li was lying on the bed, her head was drowsy, and her quilt was lifted in the next second.

"Get up and drink ginger tea, you've caught a cold." Fu Lin held the bowl with a calm tone.

Ye Li turned around and turned her back to Fu Lin, her gesture of resistance was very obvious.

The hand holding the bowl suddenly tightened, and he put the bowl on the table with all his strength, and picked him up with a gloomy face.

Picking up a spoon and handing it to her mouth, Fu Lin suppressed his anger and said coldly, "If you catch a cold, I will take back my previous decision."

Eyelashes fluttered, she opened her eyes and opened her mouth.

The ginger soup was hot in her throat, Ye Li lay back and put it on, frowning slightly uncomfortable, only feeling more uncomfortable.

Fu Rin thought she was making a fuss, so she covered her with a quilt with a sullen face, and walked out with the bowl.

I ran into Yulan in the corridor, she glanced at the bowl in Fu Lin's hand, and she lowered her face in displeasure.

Her grandson is a dragon among men, and that woman dared to ask her grandson to serve her.

"Let the servants do these things." She snatched the bowl from Fu Lin's hand and handed it to the servant behind her, sternly.

Look what he has become because of a woman who is far from worthy of him.

"Postponing this year's family meeting."

Yulan's eyes narrowed, and she looked at him incredulously, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

Fu Lin said with a sullen face, "I know very well, please guide Ye Li during this period."

"Fu Lin, you are not the only heir. Your cousins ​​are all watching, waiting for you to do something wrong!" Yulan snapped.

Confused, really confused, can the family meeting be postponed casually?
"Unless I don't want it, no one can take it away." He sneered and strode away.

It's just a few clowns, if they don't want to live, I can send them to go first.

Yulan was so angry that her chest hurt, she clutched her heart and leaned against the railing.

The servant stepped forward worriedly, "Old lady, are you okay?"

Yulan gave her a cold look, "Old lady? Am I that old?"

The servant shook his head in fear, because she was the old man's wife, so she called her that.

Disdainful to argue with a servant, Yulan withdrew her gaze, her beautiful eyes were full of determination, this woman must never be kept.

Listening to the quarrel outside the room, Ye Li covered her ears and slowly fell into a deep sleep.

It was not yet dawn the next day.

Ye Li woke up suddenly, panting for breath, touching her forehead, covered in cold sweat.

She calmed down on the bed for a while before she lifted the quilt and slowly got out of bed.

After washing, she changed into a blue dress in the closet, put on a black coat, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, Yulan was stretching her limbs on the yoga mat. When she heard the sound of footsteps, she slowly lowered the legs raised to her head, and her still tight skin was stained with a healthy blush.

"Miss Ye."

Ye Li stopped in her tracks, "Auntie should call me by my name."

Fu Lin's grandma looked so young, she looked like his mother.

Yulan smiled without saying a word, and motioned Ye Li to sit on the sofa.

"Did you hear what we said last night?"

Ye Li lowered her head, "I heard you."

Yulan untied the ribbon tied around her silver hair, "Then do you know what that means?"

"It means that he will lose his due title, he will be suppressed to death by his cousins, and the Fu family will fall from then on." Before Ye Li could speak, she continued.

"How is it possible?" Even without a title, Fu Lin is still the richest man in China, how could he be bullied.

Seeing her suspicious expression, Yulan shook her head and smiled, "So you're short-sighted, I'm afraid you don't know my identity yet."

Ye Li's heart sank, and she looked at her silently.

"My father is the current prince, and Daniel is the first heir to the title. This title should have been inherited by his father, but because his father, like him, fell in love with a commoner woman, he ended up in a tragic end. .”

After saying this, Yulan stared at Ye Li coldly, and her voice became heavier.

Ye Li stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Auntie, it was an accident, how could you put all the blame on Fu Lin's mother?"

Is it because he married a commoner that he was in an air crash?

It's ridiculous, is this what the nobles think?

Yulan regained her composure, she said lightly, "Whether it's an accident or not, you just need to know that you will only bring disaster to Daniel."

"So, tell me if you've changed your mind after hearing he's postponing the family meeting for your sake."

"As long as you don't change your mind, I can help you live a normal life," she said slowly, her voice gorgeous and bewitching.

Normal life, Ye Li raised her head and blinked her eyes.

It's really tempting.

Her heart is not made of iron. After so many things, she no longer doubts Fu Lin's love for her, but his love makes her feel depressed and out of breath.

Until now, she is still thinking about what Xiao Yihen said.

When his illness is cured, will he shake off the self who is deeply trapped in it.

After all, everyone felt that they were not good enough for him.

After all, it was all because of her low self-esteem.

Seeing her entanglement and reluctance, Yulan spoke again, "Tell me, do you still want to leave him?"

With a plop, Ye Li's heart skipped a beat.

She closed her eyes tightly, "I think so."

If it is destined to break, it is better to break it as soon as possible.