Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Has she already told Li Ye everything?

Thinking that Li Ye might know everything, Fang Yiren felt a chill in his chest!

After closing the computer, she staggered away, forgetting to take the medicine.

At this time, Mrs. Feng just came out of the room.

Seeing Fang Yiren's pale face, he was taken aback, "Yi Ren? What's wrong with you? Why is your face so ugly?"

"Mummy...he knows... Li Ye knows everything..." Fang Yiren held onto Mrs. Feng's hand tightly, her whole body was as cold as ice.

"What do you know?" Mrs. Feng was puzzled.

Fang Yiren took Mrs. Feng into the study and turned on the computer for her to read.

Mrs. Feng was stunned when she saw those photos——

In the next second, he squeezed Fang Yiren's wrist fiercely and asked, "What's going on? Why did Li Ye have these photos? Where did he come from? Yiren, you're not so stupid, tell him the story, right?" ?”

"Mommy... not me..."

"Isn't it you? That's--Caring Yu?" Madam Feng realized quietly, her face was pale, and her expression was ten times more anxious than Fang Yiren's, "Damn it! How did that woman stay like a ghost? Our whole life in Li Ye , is it really impossible to get rid of her?"

"Mummy, Li Ye will remember these photos sooner or later! What should we do?"

"Don't panic! Calm down! Be sure to calm down!" Mrs. Feng murmured like a dream, not knowing whether she was comforting Fang Yiren or herself.

"But the photos..."

"It's just some photos, Li Ye won't think of them so quickly."

"If Li Ye asks, what should I do?"

"If he asks, he will say that the photo is a composite." Mrs. Feng said, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the cup and medicine on the table, "Is it time for Li Ye to take the medicine? What are you still doing? Hurry up." Send it to him! You haven't sent the medicine yet, do you want him to wake up earlier?"

"I'll go right away!" Fang Yiren woke up suddenly, took the medicine and left.

"Calm down, don't think about anything from Li Ye, you showed your feet first!" Mrs. Feng confessed.

Fang Yiren nodded.

When he came to the door of the bedroom, Fang Yiren took several deep breaths before pushing the door open.

Li Ye just finished taking a shower, with a tall body standing at the door of the bathroom, with short chestnut-colored hair dripping water.

"Why don't you dry your hair? It's easy to get sick." Fang Yiren put down the things and walked over to wipe them for him.

Feng Liye avoids it and sits down on the sofa.

Fang Yiren was stiff, but quickly returned to normal, took medicine and water and followed.

"Take the medicine first, and I'll get a hair dryer to help you dry your hair."

Feng Liye nodded and took the medicine.

Fang Yiren watched him take the medicine before coming over with a hair dryer to help Feng Liye dry his hair.