Ling Limu clasped her and whispered --- so what?

He said, so what?

Fu Xiyao's heart jumped, and she turned her eyes to Ling Limu.

Ling Limu took off his black suit to protect her from the rain. Now he was wearing a white shirt and a narrow version of black trousers. His legs were too long. He wore the trousers into nine points, revealing his thin ankles. The tall and handsome man showed the beauty of the moon at the age of 24. On such a drizzly night, he grabbed her and was direct and overbearing.

What did he mean by that?

Fu Xiyao didn't know what he meant. She didn't ask. She asked... Maybe it's the beginning.

"I'll take you home." Lingmu looked at her.

Fu Xiyao shook her head. "Can you take me to a nearby hotel? I want to take a bath and change my clothes. If I go home, my parents will worry. I don't want them to worry."

Ling Limu looked at the girl's beautiful and beautiful face. Although she was born noble, she was not infected with a delicate and arrogant princess disease like other golden celebrities. She loved many people and had a warm and beautiful heart.

"OK, get in my car."

Ling Limu turned around, his big hand still clasped on her slender wrist, and he led her to the Aston Martin luxury car on the roadside.

Fu Xiyao followed him with a slender feather Jie. She slowly pulled her bright wrist out of his palm.

Her slender skeleton was separated from his palm. Linglimu had no emotional waves and didn't look back. He went to Aston Martin and opened the co driver's door.

"Dusk, thank you."

Fu Xiyao went in.

Ling Limu returns to the driver's seat, and Aston Martin gallops down the busy street.

In the silent carriage, the two people didn't speak for a moment, and the rain outside the window was falling.

Fu Xiyao looked out of the window. She had accepted the reality that she couldn't conceive, but she didn't know how to go in the future.

At this time, a low mellow and magnetic voice of linglimu sounded in my ears, "If you still choose Prince Rosen to marry into the royal family, you have to accept what Mrs. Yun said. In fact, there's nothing to be optimistic about. Prince Rosen didn't betray you. He needs children. You can treat his children as your own children. After all, the marriage between the two families is a net of interests. The rise and fall of this intertwined honor is related to the survival of a surname. As the eldest daughter of Edinburgh, you can follow the established person If the life track goes on, although there are regrets, it will be perfect. "

Fu Xiyao quickly turned her head and looked at the man around her in shock.

What is he talking about?

What she thought in her heart was the transfer of interests between the royal family and Edinburgh, which he saw more thoroughly than anyone else.

The bright neon lights outside the window are plated on the handsome face of Ling Limu through the polished window. He is mixed with the handsome feeling of a 24-year-old clean boy, but more sharp and slow, deep, motionless, but frightening.

For the first time, Fu Xiyao felt that Ling Limu was like a potential dragon in the water. Give him three, five or ten years, he may be strong enough to stand on the top of the cloud, turn his hands into clouds and cover his hands with rain.

Xu Shi noticed her eyes, Ling Li's Twilight side eyes, a pair of black eyes fell on her beautiful Jian Tong, and he lightly hooked his thin lips, "in fact, you have another choice."

Fu Xiyao was stunned, "what?"

"Don't marry Prince Rosen. Choose another man."

----Babies, there are one more three thousand words in the evening.