The President's Forced Love

Wu Jingman froze for a moment, and then realized the contempt in Yang Baobao's words.

A look of embarrassment flashed across her face, and she explained a little awkwardly, "I thought I was going to live with my daughter. I haven't seen her for a long time, and I want to talk to her more."

is that so?Baby Yang looked at her suspiciously for a few seconds, and after seeing her tense and stiff smile, he thought of his mother who was far away in the south.

Her eyes were slightly wet, she pursed her mouth to explain, although she was still a little reluctant, "Your room is separate from Miss Ye's, I'd better take you there first."

Wu Jingman nodded, took one last look at the main building reluctantly, and followed behind her.

……

Early the next morning, Huaguo's financial and entertainment circles were overwhelmed by a big news.

Nordic biggest gangster Jude.Arnold's daughter came to invest in China, and her daughter looks like the little girlfriend of President Fu's.

Sitting pale on the bed, Ye Li looked at the woman on TV who was talking and laughing at the camera in disbelief.

As soon as the camera turned, it came to Mrs. Fu. Under the camera, Fu Lin, who had a handsome face and a strong temperament, said this sentence with a thin lip, "Ms. Arnold is very capable, and I admire her very much."

The reporter held up the microphone, and then asked unrelentingly, "Then what do you think of Ms. Arnold's appearance? Would you confuse her with your girlfriend?"

After all, the two look so much alike, as if they were carved out of the same mold, even their heights are exactly the same.

If one of them deliberately imitated, he would definitely confuse the public with the fake one.

The sharp eyes cast a cold glance at the reporter, and Fu Lin said disdainfully, "The two are not alike at all, how could they be confused? Are you blind?"

The reporter's expression suddenly froze on his face. Two seconds later, he held up the microphone and wanted to ask, but he received Fu Lin's warning gaze.

His gaze was so sharp that it was like a blade shining with cold light, and it was placed on his neck all of a sudden, making him stiff, trembling from the bottom of his heart, and he could no longer speak.

By the time he reacted, his microphone had already been squeezed out.

Although the other reporters didn't think so, they still didn't dare to ask this topic again.

Maybe people have a unique way of distinguishing?
Lowering his eyes, Ye Li picked up the remote control and changed the channel. He couldn't tell the difference, otherwise, how could he take that woman as himself?

Forget it, she shook her head secretly and laughed at herself.

Stop thinking about these unhappy things.

"Dong dong dong, Miss Ye, can I come in?" There was a knock on the door and Yang Baobao's cautious sound of probing.

Throwing off the quilt, Ye Li got out of bed, walked over and opened the door for her.

"Miss Ye, Mrs. Wu has been waiting for you downstairs." Yang Baobao first observed Ye Li's expression, and then continued after finding that there was nothing serious.

"I'm going down here."

Putting on a coat casually, she followed Baby Yang down the stairs, and immediately met Wu Jingman's complicated eyes.

"Mom?" Ye Li frowned and called out.

Why are you looking at me like this?
"It's okay, it's okay," she hurriedly put away the redundant expression on her face, and smiled softly, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and mom wants to buy you a dress, so I'll ask you what style and color you like, so as not to be embarrassed The ones my mother bought didn’t look good, so she refused to wear them.”