The President's Forced Love

Ye Li staggered from being pulled, and her calf hit the coffee table heavily, the pain made her eyes go dark, and she almost fainted.

Fu Lin, who was controlled by anger, didn't notice her abnormality. When she saw her stop, she thought she didn't want to leave, and the hand holding her arm suddenly became stronger.

Being thrown onto the sofa, her bloodless lips kept trembling, Ye Li raised her hand to cover her bumped leg, but was grabbed by a hand.

This is a woman's hand, and it is also a very beautiful and slender hand.

"Miss Ye, it's the first time we meet. I'm Huo Zhitao." A cold voice with the inherent arrogance of people of their background sounded beside her.

Without looking up, Ye Li raised her other hand and stroked her hand away vigorously, then covered her leg.

"Rinzi." Huo Zhitao looked at Fu Lin in embarrassment, a grievance flashed in his eyes, "Does Miss Ye not like me?"

Ye Li doesn't seem to like any of his friends, she only likes her most disgusting Xiao Yihen.

"If you still want Xiao Yihen's life, just show some respect to my friend!" He pinched her chin and growled coldly as a warning.

Ye Li looked at her and lowered her eyes. After Fu Lin let go of her chin, she turned around and raised her eyes to look at Huo Zhitao. She clearly caught the flash of disdain and pride in her eyes.

"Miss Ye, you don't need to apologize to me, you are Linzi's friend, that is, my friend." She smiled contrivedly and generously.

With a sneer, Ye Li's eyes were so cold that it could freeze people's hearts, "Yes, you are Fu Lin's friend, but not mine."

She hates this kind of duplicity, no, it's disgust.

Unexpectedly, Ye Li would be so straightforward. Huo Zhitao, who had been complimented since she was a child, froze in place, her delicate and cold face was full of embarrassment.

She looked at Fu Rin aggrieved, "Rinzi, I think I'd better go first."

"Sit down! Ye Li, apologize!"

The heart was so painful that it was numb, and resisting the pain from her leg, Ye Li stood up, her tone was cold, "Fu Lin, I don't know what your purpose of looking for this person is, but I only feel your love for me. humiliation."

Her cold gaze circled the box, she withdrew her gaze, and looked back at Fu Lin with a gloomy face, "Perhaps this is your purpose, so I can only say that you know me very well, and you have done it very successfully."

After all, ignoring the stunned gazes of the people in the room, she lifted her foot and limped out of the suffocating box.

His breathing became short of breath, and Fu Lin's face became gloomy. He kicked the coffee table in front of him and roared hysterically, "Get out!"

With a tremor, everyone immediately got up, stiffened and walked quickly to the door, wishing they could fly out of the box.

Huo Zhitao was the last one to get up. She picked up her bag and walked to Fu Lin's side. She reached out to pat him on the shoulder, but Fu Lin patted her hand away before she even said a word of comfort.

"Don't think I don't know your little thoughts," Fu Lin glared at her sternly, and warned coldly, "It's not something you can intervene in between Ye Li and me."

He was just angry.

The expression on his face froze immediately, Huo Zhitao clenched his fists, and shouted at him a little out of composure: "What's so good about her! Look at what you've become now!"