The President's Forced Love

"You want to report this small matter to me?" Fu Lin said angrily, "Old Wang, have you been too busy lately?"

The corner of her mouth twitched, Ye Li held her forehead speechlessly, and sighed helplessly, Fu Lin was still as arrogant as ever.

She listened for a while, and found that they were really talking about business, so she hurried away.

After making sure that Xiao Yihen was okay, Ye Li's last worry was gone, and she happily jumped up and down on the big soft bed, only then did she notice the phone that was still vibrating desperately.

Taking it out, she frowned suspiciously when she saw the three big characters Xiao Yihen on the screen of the phone.

Fu Lin let him go, why did he call himself?
But doubts are nothing but doubts, the call still needs to be answered, and as soon as she touched the screen with her slender hand, there was the sound of the door opening.

With a trembling heart, she reflexively stuffed the phone under the pillow, quickly raised her head, and showed a smile more beautiful than a flower to Fu Lin who entered the door.

His eyes darkened, guessing why she was in such a good mood, Fu Lin snorted coldly with disdain, but his face did not improve at all.

"Are you done talking?"

Fu Lin sneered, "The talk isn't over yet, don't you know?"

The smile on the corner of her mouth froze, Ye Li slowly put away her smile, and lay back under the quilt with a cold face, turning her back and ignoring Fu Lin.

Angry and fussy, Fu Lin is not a man at all!
Seeing Ye Li huddled up in the quilt, Fu Lin's face became even more stinky, now it means that she can't say a word, right?

"I have something to do at night, you stay in the hotel honestly, call me if you have anything to do." Picking up the black coat, he said in a low voice as he walked out.

The heating was turned on in the room, and it was still very hot under the covers, and Ye Li's face turned red after a while.

Hearing Fu Lin's order, she gave a cold snort, but didn't speak.

It's a big night, and it's a foreign country. Besides their high society dinner, what else can they do?

Mouth pursed, Ye Li murmured softly while beating the pillow she held in her arms, "Scumbag... ah!"

The quilt was lifted suddenly, Ye Li raised her eyes in panic and looked at the person beside the bed.

"Who are you calling a scumbag?" After sneering a few times, Fu Lin leaned down and pinched her chin.

The little face flushed with boredom was forced to lift up, and Ye Li stretched out her little hand to pull Fu Lin's big hand.

But before she opened it, both of her hands were clasped by Fu Lin and pressed on top of her head.

Seeing Fu Lin going to bed and pressing on her body, Ye Li was so anxious that she couldn't move.

She moved her foot, but the next second her foot was also pressed down.

Her whole body was almost ashamed, completely displayed in front of Fu Lin.

"Rogue, what do you want!" Ye Li, with a flushed face and only eyes and mouth that could move all over her body, said angrily.

I'm going to the banquet, and I'm going to bully myself, bastard!
"Tsk, he's a scumbag and a hooligan, and I'm so unbearable in your heart?" Fu Lin narrowed his eyes slightly, and questioned her with some displeasure, his black eyes full of displeasure were as dazzling as obsidian.

Fu Lin leaned too close to her, and her thin lips almost pressed against her delicate and fair skin like white porcelain. The scorching breath made her heart tremble.

"Then what do you want me to call you?"

The two stalemate for a while, and the thin-skinned Ye Li was the first to lose. She closed her eyes and growled helplessly, her ears were completely red.