He said that he just wanted to give her a birthday present, nothing else …
Fu Xiyao felt that her heart was clutched by a big hand. It hurt so much that every breath she took was painful.
She fell in love with the brief encounter when she was young.
But the responsibility and mission on her shoulders made her calm down and suppress herself. She also lived a good life these years.
However, he came back.
She and he were no longer young. In fact, 15 years ago, he and she were not arrogant and willful. She was Princess Xiyao, and he was the insufferably powerful Chief Ling. The two of them were originally on the same level, but when their eyes met, it stirred up great waves in their hearts.
Fu Xiyao knew that it was wrong.
She didn't want to go on like this.
"President Ling, I won't accept this hairpin. Don't give me a gift in the future. Do you think it's appropriate for a man to give a married woman a gift?"
"If outsiders knew about this, how ugly would the rumors be? Would they say that you tried to seduce a married woman and have an affair, or would they say that I shamelessly enjoyed the attentions of other men besides my own husband?"
Ling Li Mu frowned slightly, "I don't mean that …"
Fu Xiyao looked at him, "Then what do you mean? President Ling, don't you mean anything else? "
Ling Li Mu pursed his thin lips. There was a thin window paper between her and him. If she asked this question, it might break the window paper.
Ling Li Mu's deep black eyes fell on her beautiful little face, and then he said in a low voice, "I just want to come back to see you. After all … we don't have another fifteen years …"
I just want to come back to see you …
We don't have another fifteen years …
Fu Xiyao's white eyes turned red instantly, and the steam in her eyes kept overflowing. She felt that tears were about to fall down.
Her two small hands hanging on her sides clenched into fists. She looked at him with red eyes, "Then you see, I live a good life now!"
"President Ling, you are not young anymore. Find a good woman to get married and have two children. Many sons of men at your age have gone to college!"
"By the way, I've seen Earl Roy's daughter Luo Li a few times. She's a pretty good girl. You can try dating her!"
Ling Li Mu looked at her. She was talkative and incoherent, looking a little silly.
He found it funny, so he curved his thin lips. "Oh."
He said "Oh" again.
Fu Xiyao stops talking. Ling Li Mu has been looking at her. Maybe it's funny that she forgot herself. The curve of his lips is very soft.
He looked at her as if she were an unreasonable child.
Fu Xiyao's eyes were even better. She really couldn't stand his current appearance, so she asked fiercely, "Oh what?"
Ling Li Mu's black eyes moved to her red eyes, "You can talk about me, but you also think about my marriage. I didn't answer back. Why are your eyes red?"
"I saw … the tears in your eyes."
He said he saw the tears in her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes were watery, and there were small water droplets condensed in them. Perhaps they would fall in the next second.
He saw the tears in her eyes.
They were so lovely.
Ling Li Mu had no contact with any other women in the past forty years except Fu Xiyao.
He couldn't remember how old he was at that time. It seemed that he was only a teenager. At that time, he was a poor boy who sold himself to bury his mother, and she was a noble girl in Castle Guding.
The luxury car stopped. She said childishly in the car, "Daddy, this brother is so poor. Let's help him."
When the luxurious car left, he lifted his head and glanced at her through the sliding back window. That one glance represented his entire life.
He only had eyes for her.
In this world, she was probably the only one who looked at him with a pair of wet eyes like this, which broke his heart.
Ling Li Mu looked at her and lowered his low and magnetic voice, "Don't cry … don't cry in front of me, okay?"
Fu Xiyao's heart ached. Whether it was the handsome boy in the past or the financial tycoon Ling Li Mu who had just returned, he behaved appropriately and stood at the most appropriate distance from her.
This was the first time he had ever used the word "Yes" to her ending.
The tall and handsome man stood under the dazzling lights, his body was steady and profound. He replied with a "Mm", and the man's love and tenderness towards a woman flowed out like water, no longer able to be hidden.
Ling Li Mu stretched out his long legs and walked towards her step by step, "Don't cry. If you are obedient, I can still stand here."
"With my identity and status today, I can already walk towards you like this, instead of … looking at you forever."
He approached step by step, and there was a touch of wildness in his bones and blood.
Fu Xiyao was scared and stepped back. She stared at him warily, "Don't come over … don't come over … don't …"
Don't tempt me anymore.
At this time, the manager of the Sofitel Hotel came in the corridor. Fu Xiyao said quickly, "Don't come over again, or … or I'll call someone …"
Before Fu Xiyao finished her words, the hotel manager rushed over in a hurry. He stood beside Ling Li Mu and nodded respectfully, "Hello, boss."
Fu Xiyao's pupils shrank. It turned out that this global seven-star international hotel chain turned out to be Ling Li Mu's.
He was the boss here.
In the past fifteen years, his Empire Group was larger than she could imagine.
Fu Xiyao turned around and hid directly in the bathroom.
She closed the door with a "Ta" sound.
…
Fu Xiyao stayed in the bathroom for a long time. When she went out, Ling Li Mu had left.
Fu Xiyao squatted down and picked up the pearl hairpin that fell on the carpet in her hand.
She went back to the bathroom and stood in front of the washstand. She put the pearl hairpin in her hair.
It was beautiful.
He had a good taste in choosing gifts for women.
Fu Xiyao raised her hand and quickly took off the pearl hairpin. She was afraid that others would see it.
Now Earl Roy was covetous, and the royal family was in crisis. She was treading on thin ice every day and dared not to make any mistakes. More importantly, she didn't want to involve Ling Li Mu in the whirlpool of power struggle.
This pearl hairpin was shameful.
She could never wear it out.
Fu Xiyao clenched the pearl hairpin, then lowered her wet eyelashes to her lips and kissed it reluctantly.
Big droplets of tears fell from her eyes …
There was one more night.
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