The female colleague quickly covered her mouth and smiled, "it seems that Gu always has a good relationship with our Xiyao. When she got married, Xiyao became pregnant and gave birth to a son. Now the young master is three years old. In fact, Xiyao can have a little princess without taking medicine."

"Yes, yes."

Qingguo happily agreed. At this time, she looked up and quickly stiffened, "two... Two princes."

Ling Limu stood tall and straight in front, followed by his private secretary. The palace lantern in the corridor brightened and darkened his handsome face. He had been standing there and had listened to their gossip.

"Second prince, let's go first."

Qingguo pulled the female colleague and ran away quickly.

"President..."

Hechen tentatively called out to the man in front. He knew that the president of his family had no shadow of a woman around him in recent years. It was not that he was not interested in women, but that there was a woman in the president's heart. This woman was Fu Xiyao.

Now that grandma is with the queen, the president naturally has a plan. After going camping with Miss Luo Li tomorrow, the president can lift all this.

He Chen has been with this man for several years. He knows that this man who has no background and started from scratch in business has what kind of talent and keen sense. Under his deep and introverted appearance, he has a strong means of cutting and killing, and he is not surprised at his honor or disgrace.

But just now, the conversation between the two women made the man's tall and straight body slightly stiff.

"President..."

Ling Limu's side eyes looked at he Chen, "secretary he, it's all right. You go first. I'll drive back later."

He Chen carefully looked at his president's face. The president's handsome face was still calm, but his black eyes were more deep and cold than usual.

"OK, President, I'll go first."

He Chen turned and left.

Ling Limu stood in place for a while, then left the royal family. He got into his own car, Siebel.

……

On the Siebel luxury car, Ling Limu didn't start the car immediately. He lowered his handsome eyelids and took out the picture.

The man in the picture is so handsome and elegant in the flickering red candle.

Who is he?

Ling Limu's slender fingers caressed the man's side face. In her mind, there were Fu Xiyao's beautiful face with a big palm. She looked at him with curved eyebrows and smiled. There was joy in his eyes

Does she like him because of... This man?

Is it because... Does he look like this man?

Ling Limu low and self mockingly hooked his thin lips.

With his big hand on the steering wheel, he stepped on the accelerator and Siebel galloped down the road.

Ling Limu was driving, and the picture was left in the co driver's seat. The bright neon light at night reflected on his handsome facial features through the polished glass window. After thinking for a moment, he dialed a telephone number.

"Hello, president." Secretary he's voice came quickly.

Ling Limu looked ahead, "help me check a person who looks like me. I've sent the picture to your mobile phone."

"Copy that, president."

Secretary he hesitated again. "President, what if... This person is really found?"

Ling Limu's slender fingers curled up, and the small fan like eyelashes slowly hung down. For a long time, he said, "forget it, don't check..."

Linglimu's words didn't fall yet. At this time, two dazzling lights came in front, and a large truck came rapidly at the corner.

Ling Limu quickly turned the steering wheel. When Siebel was about to collide with a large truck, she narrowly passed by.

A car accident was avoided in this way, but Siebel still hit the guardrail next to him, splashing countless sparks all at once.

Xibel stopped. Ling Limu pressed the steering wheel with both hands, hit his forehead against the glass, and blood quickly flowed down.

He Chen at the other end had heard the news here and immediately asked nervously, "president, President, what's the matter with you? Is something wrong?"

Ling Limu's eyes were red, and his fine chest fluctuated up and down. He raised his hand and touched his bleeding forehead, then silently shook his head, "it's all right."

"President..."

He Chen wants to talk, but Ling Limu hangs up directly.

The whole world was quiet. Ling Limu leaned his crisp back into the driver's seat. He heard his breathing again and again.

Just at the moment of life and death, he was sweating.

He took out his cell phone and turned out the familiar phone number. He wanted to call and listen to her voice.

Now, I miss her so much.

I really miss it.

At this time, a series of vibration came, and a video chat came.

It must be a small pocket.

Xiaodou likes him very much and videos him every night.

Ling Limu looked at the mirror. His forehead was broken and he can't enter the country now, so he changed to voice.

"Hey, Shuai millet, why don't you video with me? It's a pity that I can't see Shuai's handsome face tonight."

The lovely milk sound of the little pocket sounded quickly.

Ling Limu recalled her thin lips. All the pain, tension, uneasiness, hesitation and loss just now... Disappeared at this moment. There were warm ripples in her handsome eyebrows and eyes. "It's not convenient to video now."

"Shuai millet, listen to your voice. You seem very tired today. If only I were here, I could knead Shuai Millet's shoulders and legs."

Ling Limu smiled and didn't speak.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, he gently closed his eyes. She had a good son.

---Ling Limu, I want to have a son with you!

Suddenly, there was a voice in her ear. Four years ago, she held his neck and said to him that she wanted to have a son for him.

In recent years, he did not mention the past, but he knew very clearly what he had lost four years ago.

He lost everything.

She, and her son, were all his.

That's everything in his dream.

Ling Limu slowly opened his eyes, and his deep black eyes were all red.

At this time, there came Fu Xiyao's soft voice, "little brother, you should go to bed."

"Good night, Mommy. I'll take a bath."

Xiaodou lost his mobile phone to Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao picked up his cell phone and said, "hello."

Ling Limu listened to her soft waxy voice, and her low voice was slightly hoarse, "did you take your medicine?"

Fu Xiyao at the other end said, "I..."

Ling Limu sat in the car and hooked her thin lips. "Taking medicine is bad for your health, sorry."

"Also," Ling Limu gently frowned, and he felt the corners of his eyes slowly moist. "I didn't think well. You said to have a son for me, and I remember it until now, so... If you don't want to have a son for me, forget it."