The President's Forced Love

The depression accumulated in her heart dissipated a lot, Ye Li said softly, "Forget it, let's go."

"Ah," the servant pouted unhappily, looked at the two people fleeing, and whispered, "They said that about you, Miss Ye, why did you let them go?"

Didn't she decisively give Su Ho a face just now?

It's just too cool!
Her eyes were bright, she raised her brows, she had disliked Su Ho for a long time.

The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, she said with a light smile, "I'm used to saying a few words without pain or itching."

As long as they didn't touch their bottom line, she wouldn't do anything to them.

The servant blinked, although he still felt puzzled.

But looking at Ye Li's indifferent side face, she still didn't say anything, just said oh and stopped talking.

Walking through the corridor and entering the room, the heating immediately rushed to the face, dispelling the cold air on the body.

Taking a breath, Ye Li took off her scarf and cape and hung them on the coat rack beside her.

"Miss Ye, would you like some water?" The servant picked up the kettle attentively, and looked at Ye Li with sparkling eyes.

Ye Li paused for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not thirsty."

"Oh." The servant obediently put down the kettle, looking at Ye Li's slightly lonely back, the smile on his mouth gradually faded.

In fact, Ms. Ye must be very sad, after all, those people are telling the truth.

Alas, she propped her chin with one hand, and her eyebrows were tangled up.

However, the women behind the wealthy families are all like this.

"Miss Ye, do you want to play a game?" She said suddenly.

Frowning slightly, Ye Li turned around and looked at her suspiciously, "What game?"

A few minutes later, Ye Li watched her fiddle with her mobile phone in a daze.

Seeing her radiant look, she couldn't help but feel curious.

She leaned her head closer and asked in a low voice, "What game?"

She got too close, and the servant suddenly became stiff, like being stared at by a teacher during an exam, and dared not move.

"It's just a little game," she scratched her head stiffly, two red clouds floated on her round face.

Sensing her discomfort, Ye Li raised her eyebrows and said with a faint smile, "Your name is Baby Yang?"

With a trembling body, Baobao Yang quickly covered his mobile phone, and then quickly glanced at Ye Li. After seeing the teasing smile at the corner of her mouth, he was so ashamed that his head was about to smoke.

"Yes," she murmured, blushing, "my mother fetched it for me and said I would always be her baby."

His gaze deepened, and the smile at the corner of his mouth froze on his face.

Unaware of Ye Li's expression, Baby Yang seemed to have opened up the conversation, and kept talking to himself, "Because of this name, I don't know how many times I have been laughed at! But my parents don't agree I changed my name to..."

Seeing the girl complaining non-stop, Ye Li lowered her eyes and persuaded softly, "It's pretty good, it means your parents love you very much."

At least your parents love you.

Yang Baobao pouted unhappily, "I must know they love me, which parent would not love their child."

With her hands slightly clenched, Ye Li suddenly turned her head, her face a little ugly.

Only then did Baby Yang notice her pale face, and she shut her mouth abruptly. She was a little at a loss, "Miss Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Shaking her head, Ye Li looked at her again, with a forced smile on the corner of her mouth, "Don't you want to play games? You can play, I'll just watch."