Chapter 1919 (1/2)

He said, just want to give her a birthday present, no other meaning

Fu Xiyao felt that her heart was gripped by a big palm. It hurt so much that every breath hurt her.

She was moved by the short encounter when she was young.

But the responsibility and mission on her shoulders made her calm and repress herself. She also lived well these years.

But he came back.

She and he are no longer young. In fact, he and she were not arrogant 15 years ago. She is Princess Xiyao. He is a powerful president Ling. Two people who were originally horizontal, one with four eyes, but aroused waves in their hearts.

Fu Xiyao knew it was wrong.

She doesn't want to go on like this.

”Mr. Ling, I won't accept this hairpin. Don't give me gifts in the future. Do you think it's appropriate for a man to give a married woman a gift?”

”If outsiders know, how ugly the gossip outside will be. Will they say that you try to seduce a married woman to cheat, or that I shamelessly enjoy the hospitality of other men except my husband?”

Ling Limu's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly, ”I don't mean that...”

Fu Xiyao looked at him. ”What do you mean? President Ling, do you really have no other meaning?”

Ling Limu pursed her thin lips. There was a layer of window paper as thin as cicada's wings between her and him. If she threw out this problem, she might pierce the window paper.

Ling Limu's deep black eyes fell on her beautiful little face, and then whispered, ”I just want to come back and see you. After all... We don't have another 15 years...”

I just wanted to come back and see you

We don't have another 15 years

Fu Xiyao's white eyes turned red in an instant. The steaming fog kept overflowing. She felt that tears were about to fall.

The two small hands hanging on the side of the body clenched into fists. She looked at him with red eyes, ”you see, I'm living a good life now!”

”President Ling is old enough. Hurry to find a good woman to start a family and have two more children. Many sons of men your age have gone to college!”

”By the way, I've seen count Roy's daughter Luo Li several times. She's a very nice girl. You can go out with her!”

Ling Limu looked at her. Her words were a little more and incoherent. She looked a little silly.

He felt funny, so he hooked his thin lips, ”Oh.”

He said ”Oh” again.

Fu Xiyao stopped talking. Ling Limu has been looking at her. Maybe she looks funny. The arc of his lips is very soft.

He looked at her like a vexatious child.

Fu Xiyao had better eyes. She couldn't stand his present appearance, so she asked fiercely, ”what are you doing?”

Ling Limu's black eyes moved to her red eyes. ”You say I'll say me, and you've considered my marriage. I didn't answer back. What's your red eyes?”

”I saw... The tears in your eyes.”

He said he saw the tears in her eyes.

There is a watery piece in her beautiful Jian pupils. There is a crystal mist condensed into small droplets, which may fall down in the next second.

He saw the tears in her eyes.

So beautiful.

Ling Limu hasn't touched any other woman except Fu Xiyao in the past 40 years.

He can't remember how old he was. It seems that he was only a teenager. At that time, he was a poor boy who sold his body to bury his mother. She was a noble daughter in Edinburgh.