The President's Forced Love

Ye Li seemed to have heard the sound of her gearing up, she walked to the door with a sneer.

"She must be jealous of you!"

"Jealous?" Ye Yun'er exclaimed, with a hint of hesitation on her delicate face, she said softly, "But, maybe, there is no other reason after all."

Pushing open the door, Ye Li looked at her coldly and asked, "Ye Yun'er, do you know what is the thickest thing in this world?"

Seeing Ye Li's sudden appearance, a gloomy flash flashed in Ye Yun'er's eyes.Afterwards, she timidly looked at the little police officer beside her, moved towards him unobtrusively, and said weakly, "I don't know."

"You really don't know? Don't you think you have the thickest skin?" Striding forward, Ye Li slapped the table hard, staring at her with cold eyes, "I'm jealous of you? Which onion are you?"

Even before, she never envied her, everything was her own imagination.

After being slapped in the face in public, Ye Yun'er's delicate face showed a bit of aggrieved expression.

There were teardrops hanging on the thick and long eyelashes, which would not fall. Coupled with the pitiful little eyes, the appearance of this delicate dodder successfully made the policeman stand up.

"How can this female banker be so ruthless!" The sunny and handsome little brother spoke in fluent Chinese and was filled with righteous indignation.

There was a strange silence for a few seconds, Ye Li raised her eyes and looked at him coldly, "Brother, that's not how you use hot hands to destroy flowers."

The imposing manner was instantly reduced, the little brother scratched his head, and looked helplessly at the policeman standing at the door.

Seeing how stupid his subordinates were, the police strode in and dragged him out.

In an instant, only Ye Li and Ye Yun'er were left in the detention center.

"Did sister come to apologize to me?" Ye Yun'er turned her back to the camera in the detention center with her weak face up, and she showed a provocative smile at Ye Li, and said softly: "If you kneel down and apologize, say Maybe I can still... slap!"

Loud and clear slaps sounded, Ye Yun'er's eyes widened, and she felt the tingling pain from her right cheek, she looked at Ye Li in disbelief.

She hit me?

How dare she hit me?

"Ye Li, how dare you... bang!"

Before she could finish her sentence, crisp applause sounded again, and Ye Yun'er's right cheek immediately became red and swollen, and a bright red slap mark appeared on her face.

"How do you feel?" Putting away her hands, Ye Li asked lightly.

Her beautiful eyes were full of viciousness, Ye Yun'er clenched her teeth tightly, trembling with anger.

Ye Li, this bitch!Bitch!
Seeing the hatred in her eyes, Ye Li rubbed her hands lightly, and asked lightly: "What else can you threaten me now? Your father? Or your mother?"

In the past, she always wanted to calm things down, but she found that for people like Ye Yuner.

Tolerance is useless, tolerance will only make them feel that you are easy to bully, and then bully you even more.

For someone like her, fists are the best solution.

Besides, when she saw her caring about the camera and not daring to show her true face, and could only be bullied by herself, the depression that had been lingering in her heart for many years dissipated a lot.

Ye Li slightly raised the corners of her mouth, feeling really refreshed.

With her sharp nails slashing across the table, Ye Yun'er gritted her teeth with a gloomy face and said, "Ye Li! Don't be complacent!"

"Why am I not proud?" Ye Li said with a cold sneer, and suddenly stretched out her hand.

The pupils shrank, Ye Yun'er closed her eyes reflexively, and quickly turned her head away.

"Heh" came a chuckle, Ye Li tightly pinched her chin, her clear light brown eyes were full of biting indifference, "Now the whole world has heard the recording of your conversation with that prisoner, you Say I'm proud or not?"