The President's Forced Love

Back home?

The smile on the corner of Arnold's mouth suddenly froze on his face, how did she know that the old man was going back to the country.

"Oh, our father and daughter have always been like this, and won't ask each other's whereabouts." Under Fu Lin's sharp gaze, Arnold tried to maintain his inner peace and explained with a smile.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Fu Lin said coldly, "Really?"

"Go to Capital Airport!"

Eyes widened in panic, Arnold smiled stiffly and said, "Fu Lin, aren't you in a hurry to go to the hospital to get the autopsy report?... Uh"

With his big hands pinching her thin chin, Fu Lin's face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of chilling hostility, "I warn you, Arnold, don't try to play tricks in front of me."

This woman is so active all the way, does he really think he can't see it?

Arnold only felt that his chin was about to be crushed by him. She should really be glad that she hadn't had her chin trimmed, otherwise the prosthesis inside would have been crushed by Fu Lin long ago.

"I didn't..." She frowned and said with difficulty, her face pale with pain.

"Oh," sneered disdainfully, he pushed her chin away forcefully, took out a tissue and wiped his hands expressionlessly.

His eyes were tearing apart, Arnold lay on the car door in embarrassment, his hands clenched into fists, and even his nails were embedded in the soft flesh of his palms.

Leaf pear leaf pear leaf pear!Ye Li is the only thing on his mind!
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Andrew's private plane was parked at the Capital Airport, and Fu Lin and the others just saw the plane take off when they arrived.

Arnold stared at the plane in the sky, his heart that was raised high finally fell down, and he even felt a sense of gratitude for being reborn after the catastrophe.

She gripped the cushion tightly, and the corners of her mouth raised uncontrollably.

But when she felt relieved, an extremely dissatisfied gaze was projected on her again.

Almost at the same time, her heart rose to her throat again. Seeing the black leather shoes getting closer and closer to her, her heart beat faster and faster.

Finally, the black leather shoes stopped in front of her.

"Fu Lin, I..."

"Buzzing..." At this moment, Fu Lin's cell phone vibrated again.

The big bony hand picked up the phone, and he took a few steps away and pressed the answer button.

"Master, the report has come out," the old housekeeper's weary voice came through the phone, "It has been confirmed that this corpse is indeed Miss Ye."

The big hand squeezed the phone instantly, Fu Lin sneered, "Impossible!"

Sighing helplessly, the old housekeeper began to persuade, "Master, Miss Ye definitely doesn't want to see you like this even in the spirit of heaven."

"What the hell is the spirit in the sky!" Fu Lin roared angrily, his tense face showed signs of collapse, "I said she is not dead, but she is not dead!"

His eyes were red, he hung up the phone and strode towards Arnold, that gloomy devilish expression successfully scared her.

Keep shrinking back, Arnold panicked, "Fu Lin, calm down..."

"Where's Ye Li?" The extremely suppressed voice was as hoarse as if it came out of his throat.

Arnold was taken aback for a moment, then bit his lower lip tightly in the next second, his eyes flushed.

"Fu Lin, how many times do you want me to tell you, I really don't know where she is, haven't you been looking for someone to monitor me? Did your subordinates find out who I was in contact with?" She complained tearfully.

With a dull expression, Fu Lin froze in place.

It is true that he is very clear, but he does not believe it, he cannot believe it!