Fu Xiyao quickly squatted down and held xiaoyuanyuan in her arms.

The Yuanyuan that Ling Limu sent her is gone. Now it's Yuanyuan's baby xiaoyuanyuan with her.

Meow~

Grandma xiaoyuanyuan gave a cry, and a pair of big black eyes looked at Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao stretched out her small hand and touched the small round, soft and snow-white hair. Fortunately, in this royal family for the past 15 years, there are still cats sent by him.

……

Fu Xiyao didn't contact Ling Limu, and Ling Limu didn't take the initiative to contact her. She lived in peace for a week.

This morning, Fu Xiyao opened her eyes on her soft big bed, and she turned on her mobile phone.

Fu Xiyao will turn off her private mobile phone when she sleeps. Now, as soon as she turns on the phone, Didi's text message sounds crazy.

Today is her 33rd birthday.

Everyone is wishing her a happy birthday.

Fu Xiyao was stunned before she realized that today was her own birthday and she had forgotten it.

Her family invited her to the Sofitel hotel for dinner.

Fu Xiyao replied to the text message and would be on time for the appointment in the evening. She turned the text message up and suddenly saw the text message sent by Ling Limu.

Ling Limu's short message is very simple, as simple as only two words --- shengkuai!

Fu Xiyao looked at the time of sending text messages. It was exactly zero.

On her 33rd birthday, Ling Limu sent her a birthday wish at 0:00.

Fu Xiyao's slender feather trembled and got out of bed.

She didn't reply to the text message.

……

In the evening, Sofitel hotel.

Fu Xiyao came to the hotel. Because this time she had dinner with her grandmother, daddy, mommy and brother, Fu Xiyao came with a low profile.

Halfway through, she went to the bathroom.

Standing in front of the washstand, I washed my hands. Then someone came in, "Princess Xiyao, hello."

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes. She saw Luo Li, the daughter of count Roy, in the mirror.

Luo Li is only 18 years old this year. She is as beautiful as a rose. She is beautiful and dazzling.

Fu Xiyao smiled. "Hello, Miss Luo. Are you and your father count Roy here for dinner tonight?"

"I..." Luo Li was ashamed to say.

At this time, Luo Li's good friend covered her mouth and smiled, "Princess Xiyao, Luo Li is shy. Count Roy asked financial tycoon Ling to have dinner tonight!"

Ling Limu?

Ling Limu is also in this hotel. Is he having dinner with count Roy?

At this time, Luo Li pulled a good friend's sleeve, "don't say..."

"Luo Li, I'll see President Ling later. Is your heart beating like a deer?"

"Your father obviously wants to introduce you to President Ling. Just now I don't know who changed 18 sets of clothes at home and asked me if I was beautiful?"

Now Luo Li's beautiful and dazzling face quickly turned red, "if you say it again, I'll scratch you!"

Luo Li and her best friend ran out laughing and playing.

Fu Xiyao stood alone by the washstand. She was stunned with her slender feather.

Now count Roy's power is at its zenith. He dares to drive lady Yun out. It can be seen how arrogant he is.

But Lord Roy is very attentive to Ling Limu. Now Ling Limu's status as a business tycoon can be seen.

The handsome young man had climbed to the clouds. Count Roy had only one beloved daughter. Now he didn't hesitate to send his beloved daughter to Ling Limu.

Fu Xiyao and Luo Li have had several relationships. Luo Li is young, naive, lively and romantic. There are countless boys chasing her.

But looking at Luo Ligang's appearance of shame, he clearly fell in love with Ling Limu.

Fu Xiyao turned off the tap, then drew a few paper towels to wipe the drops off her hands. She was still elegant and charming.

good.

Ling Limu is almost 40 years old. When a middle-aged man marries a beautiful wife, he can soon have two children and have children in pairs.

She can't give Ling Limu anything.

At the age of 33, youth is no longer, and even children can't be born.

……

Fu Xiyao went out of the bathroom and walked in the corridor. She wanted to go back to the box.

But the next second her steps stagnated, because she saw a tall and strong body in front of her.

Just now, the hero who let the two young girls laugh and go away suddenly broke into Fu Xiyao's sight, and Ling Limu came.

Ling Limu stands in front with long legs. Tonight, he is wearing a gray shirt and black trousers. The shirt is tied into the trousers, and there is a black expensive belt around his waist.

The light of champagne gold in the corridor is plated on his handsome three-dimensional facial features, which flows with charming luster like sectioning.

Ling Limu stood in front, and a pair of deep black eyes fell on her little face.

Fu Xiyao stopped slowly. She didn't expect that he suddenly appeared in the next second.

At this time, Ling Limu pulled out his long legs and walked over. He was young and mature when he was young. Now, with his rich life experience, his actions are filled with a sense of calm and calm.

In fact, men rarely choose the gray shirt on his body. It is difficult to wear that noble and mysterious texture, but he can easily hold it.

When Fu Xiyao was stunned, her sight was black, and Ling Limu had come to her.

His low magnetic voice sounded in his ear, with a soft smile, "happy birthday."

Fu Xiyao curled up her white fingers slightly and looked up at him. They had a certain height difference. He threw a silhouette in front of her against the light. He was looking down at her beautiful little face and her eyes in autumn.

Fu Xiyao scratched his red lips, "thank you, President Ling."

"Can I give you a birthday present?" He said suddenly.

Fu Xiyao said, "what?"

Ling Limu has been copying in her trouser pocket with one hand. Now she takes it out and hands it up, "it's for you."

Fu Xiyao looked down and saw a... Hairpin lying quietly in his clean and slender palm.

The design of the hairpin is very simple, cross X-shaped, inlaid with a shining pearl in the middle.

Simplicity to the extreme is exquisite, elegant and charming, such as Fu Xiyao.

On her birthday, he gave her a birthday present, a pearl hairpin.

"I don't know what you like, so I bought it at will." Ling Limu puts the Pearl hairpin into her little hand.

Fu Xiyao took a step back, and the Pearl hairpin "snapped" and fell on the carpet.

Ling Limu raised her black eyes and looked at Fu Xiyao.

Fu Xiyao also looked at him, "President Ling, thank you for your kindness, but I won't accept the gift. Even if I accept it, I can't wear it on my head for others to see."

Ling Limu's deep pupil is unfathomable, and the faint black inside makes people unable to guess the mood in his heart.

A few seconds later, he lightly hooked his thin lips. "I just want to give you a gift. There's no other meaning."

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