Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

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How are you doing these three years?

Lingli Mu said to Fu Xiyao.

This was the first sentence he had said to her after three years.

Fu Xiyao's heart seemed to be clenched tightly by a big palm, she nodded, "Well, good, how about you?"

Her clear pupil looked at him.

Ling Limu ’s deep eyes are exactly what she looks like at the moment. Today, she wore a black lace dress, a small fragrance style, a bow tie around her neck, a pair of crystal high heels on her feet, and she did n’t have any prosperous jewelry in her body. In three years, she has been like a beautiful rose blooming, and Ting Ting has the graceful calmness of a city beauty, but also the wonderful beauty of a 22-year-old girl.

Under his eyes, she seemed to have grown up.

Ling Limu shook her thin lips lightly. "Very good."

The words fell, and the two did not speak again.

Fu Xiyao didn't know what to say. He had thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

Then Green Fruit came, "Xi Yao."

Fu Xiyao looked at Ling Liwu, "I ... left."

Ling Limu nodded, "Well."

Fu Xiyao left.

When I came to the turn, I just met the green fruit I found. "Xi Yao, I just went to the royal family to find you, but you have already come out. The queen didn't embarrass you, right?"

Fu Xiyao shook his head. "No."

"Xi Yao, that seems to be ... President Ling?" At this moment, Qinguo saw the legendary financial giant Ling Limu and opened her mouth suddenly.

Fu Xiyao didn't look back, only responded perfunctoryly, "Well."

Qingguo looked at Ling Limu at the back, Ling Limu's long and handsome body was hidden in the dim light, and he could not see the truth. He followed the private secretary behind him, showing the superior's aura indifferently, and he did not leave. His deep black eyes also fell on the back of Fu Xiyao Qiaoyan.

"Xi Yao, always seems to be Ling ... staring at you ..." Qing Guo whispered in surprise.

Although Fu Xiyao did not look back, she already felt that Ling Limu's eyes had been following her, and now even Qingguo noticed it, Fu Xiyao's face turned hot and quickly turned away.

Qingguo ran up, "Xi Yao, do you know President Ling?"

"Not very familiar."

"That's knowing Xun, Xi Yao. I heard that President Ling is unmarried, and he hasn't even talked to his girlfriend. It's a gossip insulator. I think his secretary is a man. He kept staring at you, his eyes were not shy, he ... seemed ... "

Qing Guo's words have not yet been exported, Fu Xiyao interrupted directly, "Qing Guo, what do you want to say?"

Fu Xiyao ’s slick face became serious, Qingguo quickly coughed twice, and it was true. “Xi Yao, just got the news, just now the queen has proposed to President Ling to cooperate, and President Ling did not agree, but, He did not refuse, and Mr. Ling's attitude was very free. I wonder what he was thinking about? "

Fu Xiyao raised her eyebrows. She didn't know what Ling Limu was thinking.

She married him. Seeing his former affection, he wouldn't cooperate with the queen against Gutenberg, but ... three years ago, it seemed to everyone that she had abandoned him behind bars and she told him Has been divorced.

Now that he has made a name for himself, she is just the kind of woman who is betrayed in everybody ’s eyes, vain in reality, and so bad.

"Qinguo, please contact President Ling there personally to see what attitude President Ling has there, and then think about countermeasures." Fu Xiyao said.

Qingguo nodded, "OK."

...

Fu Xiyao and Gu Yelin lived in a villa in Nangangwan after marriage. This fake marriage Gu Yelin is still competent. Whenever he returns, he will come to live in Nangangwan and play with Xiaodou, although he has 350 days a year. Fly all the time.

In the Nangangwan Villa, Fu Xiyao told Xiaodoudou the story. Xiaodoudou was asleep sweetly. At this time, Fu Xiyao's cell phone rang and he called.

Fu Xiyao covered the quilt for Xiaodou, and then went out the room door to answer the phone. "Hey, Qingguo."

"Xi Yao, I have contacted Mr. Ling, but Mr. Ling's secretary directly blocked me back. I didn't even see Mr. Ling's face."

"..."

"Xi Yao, what should we do now, if President Ling cooperates with the queen, the consequences will be quite serious, otherwise ... you should go and find President Ling in person, aren't you ... old people?"

Qingguo's voice went down, because Qingguo instinct what Xi Yao had with this Ling ...

Fu Xiyao drew a lengthy Yu Jie, "Hang up first."

She hung up.

Holding her cell phone in her hand, Fu Xiyao Bei bit her bright red lip lightly. After thinking again and again, she picked up the cell phone again and turned out the number sent by Qingguo.

She dialed the number.

The melodious bell on that end rang again, and then was hurriedly connected, "Hey, hello, who?"

Not Lingli Mu, but Lingli Mu's personal secretary, He Chen.

Fu Xiyao, "Secretary He, hello, I'm Fu Xiyao. Can you help me with President Ling, I have something to talk to him."

"Miss Fu, hello, the president is not in the company right now and is already home. If Miss Fu wants to see the president, he can go to villa 99 now."

Villa 99.

Fu Xiyao's clear pupil shrank suddenly.

...

Villa 99.

The maid opened the door of the villa. "Excuse me?"

Fu Xiyao poked his lips politely, "Hello, my surname is Fu. I'm here to find Mr. Ling. Is he there?"

"Sir is here, Miss Fu invites in."

Fu Xiyao came in, and she raised her bright pupil to look at the villa. She hadn't been here for four years.

Here is ... her new house where Ling Limu married.

She didn't expect him to live here alone.

"Miss Fu, please sit down first, sir, I'll get you some tea later." The maid retreated.

Fu Xiyao stood alone in the living room. She looked at every inch of the design and decoration here. Nothing has changed. It is still what it was many years ago.

It was as if a feather had gently stroked her heart lake, making her a little painful and itchy, everything in the past could always touch the string at the bottom of her heart so easily.

She lifted her feet uncontrollably and went upstairs.

Arrived at the door of the master bedroom, Fu Xiyao reached out and gently opened the door.

There was no one in the room, quiet.

Fu Xiyao stepped forward and came to the bed. She drew a slender Yujie, and the bright pupil was covered with a layer of clear water, a red silk quilt, and two pillows on the bed. Yes, one of hers, the tunnel of time suddenly took her back, everything here was like she left.

Fu Xiyao slowly raised her hands, and her soft white fingers fell on the pillow ...