President Daddy's Excessive Love

This was her greatest sore spot. She had always stressed that she was a person with a father, but over the years, her father had never appeared. In the eyes of others, she was just an unknown bastard who had lost the ability to accept love.

Is that right? No.

She also knew how to love a person. She would also accept the love that others would give her. However, that person had always been the one she didn’t dare to publicly talk to.

With nowhere to go, Yang Chuchu finally decided to go.

She drove to Luo Jinyu’s private apartment.

Lying on his wide bed, Yang Chuchu was drowsy as she hugged him. The tears in her eyes had moistened her arms.

She wasn’t such a weak person, but ?? When she was mercilessly attacked, she felt that her heart was so weak that even a few casual words would make her crumble.

She didn’t know if she was asleep or not, but in a trance, she heard her cell phone ringing.

Ye Zichen picked up the phone and pressed it to his ear, causing a man’s anxious voice to sound out.

"Chuchu, where are you now?" "

It was Luo Jinyu.

Yang Chuchu was jolted awake.

"Why are you calling me at this hour?" she asked, surprised.

"I saw that video on the Internet. Xi Yang confessed to you. You rejected him." Luo Jinyu’s voice carried a trace of concern and concern.

"These people are really nosy for being posted online so quickly." Yang Chuchu’s heart was hurt. So this was the price for being a celebrity. Any small matter would be enlarged, magnified, and eventually become her own fault, her own weakness.

"Where are you?" I came looking for you! He couldn’t be sure. He left her alone, and the man decided to come and see her at once.

"I’m at your house. Will you really come back?" Yang Chuchu wanted to see him, too.

"I’ll be right back. Wait for me." "

Yang Chuchu was no longer sleepy at the thought of him coming. She quickly got up from the bed, and a bold idea suddenly popped into her mind.

Maybe she really lacked love, so she wanted more.

Yang Chuchu ran to the bathroom to take a bath, then found a white shirt from the man’s closet and put it on.

Her long, jet-black hair hung down to her shoulders. She had a charming face, small and exquisite.

She was wearing only a white shirt, revealing her slender snow-white legs.

The aura of youth could not be concealed, and it gave people a feeling of beauty.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Yang Chu’s face turned even redder.

She thought she must be sick, or crazy.

She actually took the initiative to get that man’s love.

More than ten minutes later, she heard the sound of the door opening as a tall figure entered.

The man wore a black suit with a white shirt and a tight tie.

The charm of a mature man was obvious.

The most breathtaking thing about him was his face. His facial features were deep and delicate.

The moment Luo Jinyu entered, he saw Yang Chuchu, who was standing by the bedroom door.

He was wearing only a white shirt with the collar open and long black hair that fell to his waist, accentuating her snow-white, exquisite facial features.

A ball of fire suddenly rose from Luo Jinyu’s stomach. He could feel his whole body sweating.

He thought he would see a weeping woman.

He did not expect it to be such a beautiful painting.

Subconsciously, he tugged at his tie.

Men were the most attractive and lethal when they did this.

Yang Chuchu couldn’t help but swallow her saliva, blinking her beautiful eyes.

"Are you all right?" The man, his magnetic voice full of interest, called out.

"If I’m not sure, are you trying to comfort me?" The girl smiled at him with a hint of sweetness in her voice.

"You need me to comfort you so that you can feel better." The man’s voice had a hint of a chuckle, and his doting eyes were fixed on the girl.

Embarrassed, Yang Chuchu glanced at him before lowering her head and whispering.

"I’m glad you came to see me." "

"Is that so?" Why are you wearing my clothes? Did something happen to you? Luo Jinyu thought she was in trouble and couldn’t wear her clothes, so he put on his shirt.

Yang Chuchu was stu

ed.

Not knowing how to explain her audacity, she bit her lower lip.

The man approached her step by step. His deep eyes were even dimmer, devoid of any light.

What did he know? Ye Zichen frowned.

Very quickly, the man stood in front of her, looking down at her bashful face.

"You showed me that on purpose, didn’t you?" he asked, with a smile on his face.

"Am I ugly in this way?" Neither of them had been captivated by her, so Yang Chuchu felt sure that she would not be able to wear that sort of charm.

"No, it’s beautiful." The man’s voice had unconsciously become a lot softer.

"Really? Then ??"

He suddenly felt that the atmosphere in the surroundings had become fiery.

"Who taught you to do this?" The man’s fingers rested lightly on her white cheek.

"Isn’t that what women wear when they want to attract the attention of people they love?" Am I wearing it wrong? Yang Chuchu asked in astonishment.

Luo Jin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she was more attracted by the girl’s youthful and beautiful temperament.

"Did you know that?" Would you be in danger if you stood in front of me? The man’s voice had become hard.

Yang Chuchu was stu

ed and raised her gaze to look at him. Then, with the corners of her mouth raised, she replied, "Really? What danger could I be in? Why don’t you tell me? "

"Chuchu!" Luo Jinyu saw her coming forward boldly. He felt his heart beating fast, but the next second, he still reached out his hand to button her buttons.

"Luo Jinyu, what are you doing?" Yang Chuchu asked as she stared at him blankly.

"I told you, now is not the time!" Even though he had the urge to push this girl forward and do what he wanted her to do.

However, as a man, as a mature man, he knew how to restrain himself.

Although this girl was so beautiful that he wanted to hurt her, he couldn’t.

Because he loved her!

When a man loves a woman deeply, he wants to protect her.

A

oyed and embarrassed, Yang Chuchu pushed Luo Jinyu’s hand away and said, "I will do it myself!"

She forced back her tears and quickly buttoned up her shirt.

When she raised her beautiful eyes once again, she was infuriated.

"I’ve done so much, and you already said it’s not the right time. Then, when will you truly love me?" Maybe she was immature and immature, but she really wanted to be loved.