The President's Forced Love

At this moment, Huaguo is in the twelfth lunar month, sitting on a warm bed, but Ye Li has cold hands and feet.

Seeing her reaction, the smile on Aunt Hong's face gradually subsided.

Ms. Ye's expression is not happy, is it?

"咚咚咚" There was a knock on the closed door, and then the door was opened a small crack, and a round head came in.

"Aunt Hong, the young master is coming back for dinner tonight, and the old housekeeper asked you to prepare dinner." The cute-looking maid quickly glanced at Ye Li who was on the bed, and whispered.

The young master is coming back for dinner, putting aside his doubts, Aunt Hong immediately burst into laughter from ear to ear.

"Okay, okay, I'll go right away." After she finished speaking with a smile, she asked the maid to close the door to block the wind and snow outside.

She bent down and twirled the quilt for Ye Li with dull eyes. She persuaded softly, "Women, having a child means you have security. Ms. Ye will give birth safely, don't think about other things."

When she came back to her senses, Ye Li pursed her dry lips, and twitched the corners of her mouth under Aunt Hong's concerned eyes, with a stiff smile.

Besides this, does she have any other choice?
After Aunt Hong left, Ye Li lifted the quilt, her feet were still a little weak when she stepped on the ground, and she sat back on the soft bed.

With a cold face, she bit her lip and hammered her leg hard, but she felt nothing but pain.

With her head lowered, her eyes were fixed on her still flat belly, she stretched out her hand to caress her belly, and touched it lightly.

Child, she and Fu Lin really have a child.

She closed her eyes tightly and sighed, she stood up, walked slowly to the bed, and opened the curtains with a swish.

The snow-white world outside the window immediately greets the eyes, covered in silver and covered with snow, just like the two-dimensional world, which is beautiful and shocking.

The heavy snow like goose feathers was still falling, her eyes were bright, Ye Li unconsciously moved closer, and put her hands on the window.

The coolness immediately spread into her body along the palm of her hand, and she shuddered reflexively, but her mood improved inexplicably.

"It's so beautiful~" She murmured and sighed with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

With a 'click' sound, the closed door was suddenly opened again, and a strong wind carrying snow blew in along the door.

Turning around, he narrowed his eyes slightly after seeing the hostile expression on the visitor.

It's you again, Soho.

Su Ho's eyes were red, and he gave Ye Lihou a hard look by the window, walked heavily to her window, picked up the pot of hot water, turned around and left.

Damn, why does this woman have such good luck!
"Wait a minute." Ye Li said suddenly, with an indifferent expression on Qingli's face, "Where's my Dudu?"

With a pause in her footsteps, a trace of panic flashed in Su Ho's eyes, "How do I know!" After speaking coldly, she took the hot water bottle and walked away quickly, and slammed the door behind her.

Frowning, Ye Li put on her cloak, opened the door and followed out.

As soon as I went out, I was blown all over my face with snow, which was icy cold.There were some stains on her eyelashes, she blinked quickly, and simply covered her entire face with the scarf.

Ye Li didn't live in the main villa, but she didn't live in the former servant's room either.

She took a few steps outside, turned around and looked at the single-person villa she was living in, and felt only one thing in her heart, that Fu Lin was really rich.

It turns out that the palace on the top of the mountain still has places she hasn't been to.

Walking straight along the corridor, she stopped after seeing the oil-paper umbrella next to the pillar in front of her.