The President's Forced Love

Cursing his lips, Joseph suddenly regained his energy, "Then Cynthia, come to my house for dinner tonight, grandpa has been thinking about you."

Before Ye Li could speak, he smiled and said, "By the way, Cynthia, tell me what flowers you like, and I will buy them for you next time."

Hissing with a headache, Ye Li reckoned that he had to refuse in person again tonight, otherwise this guy would always pretend to be stupid.

"Okay, I'll go." After making a decision, she quietly agreed.

"Yeah, that's great! Then I'll get ready now." With a cheer, he hung up the phone.

Feeling helpless, she put away her phone, closed the window and sat back in her seat.

In terms of painting, apart from the difficulties at the beginning, it can be said that it went smoothly afterwards, so she was praised by the outside world as a rare genius that is rare in a century.

However, she herself knows that she is not a genius, and she has fallen into a bottleneck recently.

No matter how she paints, she is not satisfied, and she has not painted a single painting in the past few months.

This is why she took her baby to her own painting exhibition last time, she wanted to find her original intention when she first painted.

However, she found that her original intention was to work hard to reach the top and return to China to take revenge on Fu Lin, Arnold and all those who once looked down on her.

"Ah," with a low sigh, she stretched out her hand and brushed back all the hair on her forehead, revealing her smooth and fair forehead.

Satan's painting style tends to be dark, but her state of mind has changed now, and her mentality has become calmer year by year, and she can no longer draw such paintings.

With a wry smile, she took a paintbrush and drew casually on the white paper. She couldn't let her go back to China and be abused a few times, and then paint again.

"Forget it, let's discuss it with the teacher tonight."

After muttering, she put away her paintbrush, took out a pink romance novel from the drawer, and flipped through it solemnly.

The time for reading novels passed by the fastest. She didn't read much before it was lunch time. After asking Bessie to buy lunch for herself, she continued to read with relish all afternoon.

At five o'clock, the big pendulum clock in the city made a ding ding ding sound on time, reminding people that it was time to get off work.

After recovering from the sadomasochism of the protagonist in the novel, she coughed lightly and put the book back in the drawer.

Everyone said that the storyline in this novel was too bizarre, but Ye Li didn't think that if it was considered bizarre, then wouldn't her life be bloody?
It was amnesia again, it was shot again, and it was on an uninhabited island. She herself feels miraculous when she thinks about it now.

She picked up her bag and walked out, while picking up her mobile phone to call home.

It took a long time for the phone to be answered, and it was not my son's voice.

Frowning in doubt, she asked aloud, "Where's the baby?"

The servant glanced at the tall and stern man in the yard, hesitated for a few seconds before replying, "The young master is playing in the yard."

It is said to be playing, but it is actually practicing the so-called Huaguo Kungfu.

It turned out to be playing, Ye Li breathed a sigh of relief and continued, "Let him answer the phone."

The baby is relatively introverted, and he refuses to go to kindergarten or play with other children. Apart from the Karl family, the baby has no other friends.

She was worried, so she also tried to increase the number of times she took him out. Last time she said that she was talking about the art exhibition before she let the little guy nod and agree.

Seeing the servant talking on the phone, the baby guessed it must be Mommy, and he was so anxious that he couldn't fly over.

However, he glanced at the expressionless man next to him, his mouth was still aggrieved, and he didn't dare to speak.