The President's Forced Love

After finishing speaking, he couldn't refuse and put the diamond ring on Ye Li's ring finger.

Her heart tightened, and she stared at the ring on her ring finger, feeling that a big stone was pressed against her heart, making her unable to breathe.

"Wow, congratulations!"

"I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a precious son soon!"

"Boss Fu, you must be happy!"

……

It was only at this time that everyone present came to their senses, smiling and offering their best wishes.

Not in the mood to watch a movie anymore, Fu Lin had a sullen face, picked up the rose in one hand, held Ye Li's arm tightly with the other, and strode out.

Every step he took was filled with great anger, and his hand holding Ye Li's arm was getting stronger and stronger.

Why is she hesitating?Shouldn't she be happy?
Suppressing the raging anger in his heart, he walked out of the cinema and pushed him into the car.

Before he sat up straight, a large bouquet of roses flew over, overflowing with fragrance.

Sitting in the car with a cold face, he slammed the door shut, his thin lips tightly pursed, and a chilling low pressure lingered all over his body.

'Bang' he suddenly kicked the front seat hard, and roared under the driver's terrified expression, "Go back to the villa!"

The driver responded tremblingly, stepped on the accelerator immediately, and the car sped away immediately.

The car window was wide open, and Fu Lin stared gloomily at the rapidly receding scene outside the window, his black eyes full of gloom.

Ye Li closed her eyes and opened her mouth to explain, but was interrupted by Fu Lin's cold voice.

"Don't talk, or I'm afraid I can't help the domestic violence!" He said gloomily.

The words that were about to come out suddenly stuck in her throat, Ye Li gave a helpless wry smile, and lowered her eyes.

He was preparing to marry him like this, so what happened before?Can everything in the past be treated as if it never happened?
Because of his constant mistrust, he almost lost his child.

Marriage is not just about love. In the past six months, Fu Lin has never trusted her.

Tears flowed from the closed eyes, slid down the cheeks, and flowed into the mouth, which was a bitter taste.

She just wants to give birth to the child well now, and she doesn't have extravagant hopes for other things.

Under Fu Lin's oppressive low pressure, the driver drove the car back to the villa in only 10 minutes.

As soon as the car stopped, before the bodyguards opened the door, Fu Lin opened the door by himself, and together with Rose, pulled Ye Li out of the car.

He walked so fast that Ye Li couldn't keep up with him.

While walking staggeringly, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach, and all the blood was lost from her already pale face.

She is in the same state as grass and trees. As long as she feels a little uncomfortable in her stomach, she will be worried to death, for fear that any accident will happen to the child.

Biting her lower lip tightly, Ye Li was dragged into the room by him and thrown onto the bed.

Sitting helplessly on the big soft bed, Ye Li looked at Fu Lin who was approaching her step by step in panic, and retreated reflexively.

With her big eyes wide open, she said earnestly, "I'm really just not ready, Fu Lin, don't be angry."

The approaching footsteps stopped, and he sneered, "I don't believe you."

If he wasn't ready, he could tell.

She clearly didn't want to accept it.

Still lying to myself until now!
Her eyes widened sharply, and even her breathing was stagnant. A few seconds later, she shook her head and laughed, her whole heart was completely chilled.

"That's right, when did you trust me?" Muttering to herself, she threw the rose beside her on the ground, and under Fu Lin's gloomy gaze, she reached out to take off the ring.