The President's Forced Love

When they sat down, Vera forced herself to smile, "You two have such a good relationship, Miss Ye must love you very much."

Clutching Ye Li's hand tightly, Fu Lin said proudly, "That's natural."

Ye Li loves him, and can only love him.

The smile on her face suddenly froze, and Vera tried her best not to lose her composure.

During the meal, Vera was absent-minded all the time, and her eyes couldn't help but glance over there.

Could he really not see his own feelings for him?
"Okay!" Yulan suddenly slapped the spoon heavily on the table, her elegant face was full of seriousness, and her voice was even a little shrill, "Fu Lin, is her hand broken? Do you need to serve her like this?"

She couldn't even bear to say harsh words to this grandson, but this woman actually asked him to peel shrimp for herself?
Her chest heaved greatly due to anger, and the eyes she stared at Ye Li were so cold that they seemed to be able to freeze people into ice cubes.

"Didn't you see your fiancée sitting next to you?" Yulan said again angrily.

After a pause in the shrimp peeling, Fu Lin slowly raised his head, his handsome face was expressionless, his black eyes were gloomy, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if suppressing many emotions.

He looked at Yulan coldly, and said in a deep voice, "I don't have a fiancée!"

What the hell fiancee, this kind of woman is not as good as his subordinates in his eyes, at least his subordinates will not pretend to be weak and disgusting.

"You!" Yulan was so angry that she clutched her chest.

There was a flash of unknown meaning in her eyes, and Vera stood up and supported Yulan who seemed to be unable to breathe, and Lihua asked Fu Lin with rain, "Mr. , do you have to force her like this?"

If it is said that there is still some quarrel with Yulan, Fu Lin has no intention of paying attention to Vera.

After glaring at her coldly, Fu Lin withdrew his gaze and looked at the old man Fu who had been silent all this time, "We've eaten our meal, Ye Li and I are leaving."

Wearily waving his hands, Old Master Fu said impatiently, "Let's go, don't come over to pay New Year's greetings tomorrow, I'll be annoyed when I see you."

Curving the corners of his mouth, Fu Lin teased, "I won't come tomorrow, I'll come back the day after tomorrow."

Although old man Fu has retired from the mall, his reputation is still there. Every year on the first day of the new year, a lot of people use the excuse of New Year's greetings to harass the old man.

In the early years, Fu Lin was there, and there was one more person who harassed him, all because Fu Lin would not get angry on the first day of the new year.

When he said this, Mrs. Fu quickly thought of those bad people, and his mood became even worse.

"Go away, don't come the day after tomorrow!" He cursed with a smile, and saw Ye Li who was smiling lightly, and then remembered what he almost forgot.

"Xiao Li, come here," he waved to Ye Li.

Looking at Fu Lin suspiciously, she broke free from Fu Lin's hand and obediently walked towards the old man.

"grandfather."

"Hey," Mrs. Fu smiled until the wrinkles on his face stretched out. He quickly took out a big thick red envelope in his pocket.

Somewhat at a loss, Ye Li accepted the red envelope, and Ye Li's pale face was stained with a few blushes.

She pursed her lips and turned to look at Fu Lin, as if a child was asking if an adult could accept the red envelope.

With a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth, Fu Lin stared at Ye Li intently, his black eyes were full of affection, as if she was the only one in his world.

"Grandpa gives it to you, and you accept it."