The President's Forced Love

Because she is pregnant with a child, she cannot wear makeup.

But the advantage is that she has a good background, and her makeup is also pretty and lovely. If she wears a ponytail, some people will definitely regard her as a college student.

Wearing the evening dress specially customized for her by Fu Lin, she got in the car to the party.

The little hand was still being held and played by Fu Lin, she pursed her lips and whispered, "There are only nine days until the presidential election."

The movement of playing didn't stop at all, Fu Linen made a sound and then didn't respond.

Puckering her mouth, Ye Li snorted and turned her head to look out the window, her worries lessened.

Since Fu Lin looked so confident, then there was probably no problem, right?
The private party is attended by political leaders and celebrities, all of whom are low-key and elegant, with a sense of nobility.

The person standing in the center of the hall surrounded by several men in military uniforms is the current president. He looks very friendly, and he smiles and looks completely unassuming.

As soon as Fu Lin entered the arena with Ye Li on his arm, he attracted the attention of everyone present, even the president walked up with a glass of wine and a smile.

The president is really a typical representative of a smiling tiger, with his own aura, which makes people can't really believe his smile.

"Mrs. Fu, I've heard you famous for a long time." The president raised his glass to Ye Li.

A waiter in uniform came over with a tray. Ye Li picked up the wine glass and smiled slightly at the president. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His posture can be said to be very elegant and noble.

Women generally don't listen to what men say.

Slightly raising eyebrows at Fu Lin, Ye Li left him and walked to the side of the female relatives.

All the female relatives here are also famous ladies, but they were a little excited when they saw Ye Li.

Suspiciously looking at their strange expressions of suppressing excitement, Ye Li blinked innocently. Could it be that there is something wrong with her eyes?Otherwise, why do these ladies look at themselves so strangely?
Fearing that it was another trick among women, Ye Li, who was too troublesome, simply turned around, walked to the other side, and sat down gracefully on the sofa.

"You go...I don't, you go..."

Frowning gradually, Ye Li looked up at them suspiciously, did she hear some strange words?
Sensing her gaze, the ladies turned around in a snap, as if Ye Li was some kind of scary person.

Ye Li, who was disliked for no reason: ...

Well, forget it, she should stay alone quietly.

Picking up the wine glass, she just took a sip when a shadow was cast on her head. At the same time, the woman asked stiffly, "Hello, are you Satan?"

Satan?

Thoughts turned in her head a few times, and she understood.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she put down her wine glass and raised a very gentle smile to the person who came, "Yes, I am."

After her words fell, the woman seemed to be in a state of petrification.

The scene fell into a very embarrassing situation for a while, so embarrassing that Ye Li wondered if she was being self-indulgent.

Isn't this lady a fan of her own?

Just as she was thinking, the woman who was still stiff just now finally returned to her soul.

Her ears were reddish, her eyes dodged, "Hey, can I sit down?"

Nodding, Ye Li moved a little to the side, "Of course, you can sit down."

Now the woman's ears were red, and even her face had two lovely red clouds, which made Ye Li laugh uncontrollably.

There is no doubt that they are fans, but she did not expect that all the famous ladies in Huaguo would have their own fans.