Chapter 2154

He said, don't marry Prince Rosen, choose another man.

Fu Xiyao's slender feather trembled, and a pair of Jian Shuimei's eyes fell on his handsome face.

Ling Limu hung his thin lips, and his mellow and calm voice sounded faintly in the silent carriage, "Maybe this man can't afford to give you the same honor as the princess at this stage, and you also need to give up a lot to go with him. But unlike the ivory tower marriage between you and Prince Rosen, Prince Rosen is burdened with feudal religion. No matter how strong his identity is, he will eventually succumb to you, but this man can work hard for you to climb up to a high position that can match you, so that you can live truly freely around him 。”

Fu Xiyao felt that her heart suddenly "banged". She admitted that the man around her shocked, stunned, confused and deeply tempted her.

She also thought about choosing another life.

At the bottom of her heart, she longed for real freedom and arbitrariness.

He seems to have a pair of black eyes that can penetrate people's hearts, or... He knows her very well.

Fu Xiyao looked at Ling Limu's beautiful and impeccable face, and her beautiful little face with a palm slowly steamed out a glow of glow. For so many years, she and Prince Rosen have been childhood sweethearts, but she has no love between men and women for Prince Rosen.

True love, as the book says, in the sea of people, you can't control to see him?

At the same time, you will also find that he is looking at you, too?

Who does he mean by that man?

This man will do whatever he wants for her to climb up, climb to a high position that can match her, and let her live freely around him

This has never been a sweet talk, but with a powerful spell, people can't help falling into a deep trap.

Knowing nothing to do, but in an instant, my heart beat disorderly.

Fu Xiyao subconsciously clenched a small fist, and then recalled her beautiful red lips, "dusk, why haven't I met the man you said?"

She politely and implicitly refused.

Ling Limu glanced at her. Some of her clothes and skirts were wet. The long pink dress, which was expensive to be customized, was blooming in his carriage. It was quiet and elegant. Her long pure black hair was also wet. A few strands of hair wrapped around her beautiful and beautiful cheeks. Without powder, it was beautiful.

Xianji, who is high in the clouds, is adorable.

Ling Limu was not in any mood, but said faintly, "Oh."

He said "Oh" again.

Fu Xiyao found that he used this word very frequently. He was not old enough. Now he has the status of a new financial Xiaokai. Even without any background, he can still play in the business world, which makes him a little indifferent.

Now he said "Oh", Fu Xiyao was not sure of his mind and was a little uncomfortable. She twisted her little face and looked out of the window.

There was a drizzle on the polished glass window, but Fu Xiyao saw her beautiful and watery face. A pair of Jian Shuiqiu pupils circulated. She looked at Ling Limu around her.

At this time, Ling Limu also looked at her while driving.

Two people face each other with four eyes.

Fu Xiyao didn't know what she was flustered. When she was about to look away, she didn't look at him anymore.

……

The two didn't communicate anymore, and soon Aston Martin stopped in front of a villa.

Ling Limu gets out of the car, and then the gentleman opens the front passenger's door. Fu Xiyao comes out and finds that Ling Limu didn't take her to the hotel.

"Dusk, why don't you take me to the hotel? Where is this?"

"My home."

what?

He took her back to his home?

It's late at night now. She and he are unmarried men and women. It's really inappropriate to be alone in a room like this.

"Dusk, thank you for taking me all the way. I'll leave first. I'll call my driver and ask him to take me to the hotel. Dusk, see you next time."

Fu Xiyao turned and left.

At this time, a man's voice with a little smile came from behind, "what are you afraid of? Even if I think in my heart, if I dare to touch you, neither Edinburgh nor the royal family will leave me a way to live."

Fu Xiyao stopped. She turned and looked at Ling Limu. "Dusk is less, I don't mean that."

Ling Limu copied Aston Martin's car key in his trouser pocket with one hand and two fingers in one hand. He picked a handsome eyebrow and spilled a light lazy color in the evening, "you can also mean that."

Fu Xiyao, "..."

"It's still far from the hotel and closer to my house. You're caught in the rain and you're easy to catch a cold. Take a shower at my house and change your clothes, just waiting for your driver."

Ling Limu added, "don't worry, there's another grandma in my family."

Lingmu turned and opened the door of the villa.

He has already said this for his own sake, and Fu Xiyao has no worries.

She didn't want to think about what he said just now, but she really believed that Ling Limu was a gentleman.

Fu Xiyao followed her into the villa.

……

In the villa.

Fu Xiyao entered the guest room because her clothes and hair were wet. It was OK that there was an air conditioner in the car just now. Now she sneezed directly.

It's a harbinger of a cold.

Fu Xiyao wanted to go in and take a hot bath, but she didn't change her clothes.

At this time, the knock of "knock knock" sounded, and an old voice came from outside the door, "Hello, Miss Fu, I'm ah Mu's grandmother. I've come to send you clothes for change."

Fu Xiyao quickly walked over and opened the door of the room herself. She saw Ling Limu's grandmother.

Grandma's hair has turned white, and the old man's face is full of gullies of years. At first glance, she is a person who has suffered for most of her life, but grandma is hale and hearty, loving and peaceful.

Now Ling Limu is known as "rebuilding the RMB machine", which is enough to show his extraordinary ability to make money every day.

However, the villa is not in the most prosperous area. The environment here is very quiet, and the grandmother in front of her doesn't wear gold and silver like a nouveau riche. Her grandmother wears very simple, but neat and decent.

Fu Xiyao almost fell in love with the grandmother in front of her at once. She recalled her red lips sweetly, "grandma, how dare you bother to send clothes? My surname is Fu. Grandma can call me Xiyao."

Grandma looked at Fu Xiyao in front of her, looked up and down carefully, and then exclaimed with a smile, "Oh, what a handsome girl, the old woman has lived for so many years and has seen such a fairy moth for the first time."

People like to listen to praise. Fu Xiyao blushed and was jokingly shy. "Grandma, you flatter me."

"Xiyao, there is no girl's clothes at home. My grandson is so old and hasn't brought a girl at home. You are the first, so I can only take ah Mu's shirt for you to wear." Grandma handed Fu Xiyao a clean men's shirt.

Fu Xiyao quickly reached out and took it, "grandma, thank you."

"You're welcome. There are differences between men and women. Ah Mu has gone to the study, so as to avoid your formality. If you need anything, please tell me."

"OK."

When grandma left, Fu Xiyao closed the door and entered the bathroom.

……

Fu Xiyao took a hot bath and came out.

The toiletries here are brand-new, and there is no trace left by girls at all. Grandma said that Ling Limu has never brought girls home, and Lawson once said that Ling Limu is still single.

Fu Xiyao remembers that Ling Limu is 24 years old. He is neither old nor young. I don't know if he has never made a girlfriend.

Fu Xiyao wore his men's shirt on her body. His shirt was very wide, covering her delicate and exquisite body.

Fu Xiyao blew her long hair with a hair dryer, then opened the door and went out.

Down to the living room, Fu Xiyao smelled a burst of aroma. The grandmother in the kitchen smiled, "Xiyao, you're hungry. I gave you a bowl of noodles to fill your hunger."

Fu Xiyao quickly ran into the kitchen and saw her grandmother quickly prepare a bowl of noodles. The noodles were covered with a golden poached egg, with green vegetable leaves and scallions on it. It was fresh and fragrant.

Fu Xiyao is young. She really doesn't dare to let her grandmother send clothes and noodles to serve her. However, her grandmother is neither humble nor arrogant. She is very close to her. Fu Xiyao feels that she has been hypocritical, but she has points.

"Grandma, your noodles are so delicious. My stomach is really hungry."

"Then come and eat quickly. It's time for the little girl to grow up."

Fu Xiyao sat in the restaurant eating noodles. She thought of Ling Limu. They both came out of the ball, and he didn't eat anything. "Grandma, don't you eat noodles at dusk?"

Grandma smiled and said, "Xiyao, you eat first. I'll call him later."

Fu Xiyao remembered that Ling Limu hadn't appeared again since she entered the villa. Now grandma has deliberately separated their meal time. It is estimated that she is really afraid of her prudence.

Fu Xiyao flipped the noodles with chopsticks. There was a poached egg under the noodles. Grandma fried two poached eggs for her.

Fu Xiyao's heart was warm in a mess. Her grandmother was born in an ordinary family and may not have read any books when she was young, but her grandmother was in a dilemma, neither humble nor arrogant, which made people love and respect her.

Ling Limu must have grown up with grandma, who gave him the best education.

Fu Xiyao ate up a bowl of noodles and didn't even have any soup left. "Grandma, you've made noodles for me. Now let me do the dishes."

Fu Xiyao went into the kitchen with her own dishes and chopsticks. She began to wash the dishes with water.

But she couldn't hold the bowl. When she wanted to wash it, the bowl suddenly took off her hand.

"Ah!"

Fu Xiyao exclaimed and quickly stretched out her little hand to answer.

At this time, a big hand with clear outline stretched out and held her soft boneless little hand in the palm of her hand, "be careful!"

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes in a hurry. She bumped into Ling Limu's handsome face.

Ling Limu also took a bath. He was wearing a clean white shirt, and the thin bangs pushed onto his forehead fell down, covering his black eyes.

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