Chapter 2227

Fu Xiyao's heart immediately seemed to be tightly grasped by a big palm, which hurt very much.

In the last life, Ling Limu climbed up for her until she reached a height that only matched her. In this life, Ling Limu still worked hard for her, very hard, very hard.

Even if Fu Xiyao knows that Ling Limu will be a powerful business noble in the future, at this moment, Fu Xiyao still hopes that he can live a simple, free and ordinary life. Ling Limu has too many burdens in his life and is cold and introverted. He doesn't tell people. Now he has more to bear in order to be with her.

However, Fu Xiyao didn't want to let go of his hand.

Later, she will redouble her love for him.

Give him more love.

Fu Xiyao clenched his big hand and nodded, "husband, I believe it."

Ling Limu looked at her clear Jian Tong, which was full of love for him. He slowly hooked his lips and whispered, "have you had dinner?"

"Eat well."

"That..." Ling Limu bowed his head and kissed the hair in her ear. "Now come with me, can you?"

Fu Xiyao jueli's small face immediately became red, "en."

"Do you want to go back and say hello? I'll wait for you here."

"No need..."

Fu Xiyao raised her eyes and looked at the mousse villa in front. She saw a handsome figure standing at the carved railing on the second floor of the villa, Gu Yelin.

Gu Yelin stood there, wearing a white shirt and black trousers. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up twice, revealing his strong and thin wrists and precious steel watch on his wrists. As the successor of the Empire, his clothes were ironed without any wrinkles, and there was a condescending look and inhumane indifference all over his body. Now his deep narrow eyes fell on Fu Xiyao and... Ling Limu.

"Night rain," then Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu came over, "did you see Yao Yao? Why did Yao Yao disappear in the blink of an eye?"

Gu Yelin quietly hooked his thin lips, "Oh, sister Yaoyao just said hello to me. She went back first."

Fu Xiyao naturally saw that mommy Shi and Mommy Mo'er came to her. She was very cold at first, but she didn't expect Gu Yelin to ease her siege.

Fu Xiyao thanked with a smile.

Gu Yelin's narrow eyes slowly fell from Fu Xiyao jueli's small face to Ling Limu's handsome face, and Ling Limu was also looking at him.

The two people have opposite eyes. Although they have different backgrounds, they are the favored children of heaven. Now, of course, they don't know that the business legend of "nangu Beiling" occupied the economic lifeline of a century in the long time after that. Now their short-term eyes meet, and there are sparks all the way.

"Husband, I've called my mommy. Let's go now." Fu Xiyao said sweetly in her voice.

"OK."

Ling Limu leads Fu Xiyao away.

"Husband, where are we going now?" Asked Fu Xiyao.

"Go where I live."

"Where do you live?"

"Hotel."

……

Take care of your family.

Gu Yelin returned home. Instead of sleeping, he worked in his study.

At this time, the knock on the door sounded. The maid came in and brought a cup of coffee. "Young master, your coffee."

Gu Yelin's slender five fingers jumped quickly on the keyboard. The chaotic financial data flashed on the computer screen, plating his handsome outline suddenly bright and dark. He didn't lift his eyes, but lifted his thin lips lightly, "OK, put it down, thank you."

The maid went out.

After a while, the door of the study was pushed open, and Tang Mo'er came in. "Night Lin, it's so late. Why don't you sleep?"

Gu Yelin is still reading the financial data. "Mom, go to bed first. I'll go to bed later."

Tang Mo'er frowned, "night Lin, I'm very worried about the tripartite competition between Yao Yao, the royal family, Gutenberg and count Roy. I'm most afraid of Yao Yao's injury."

Tang Mo'er felt the same pain as Fu Xiyao as his own daughter.

Gu Yelin withdrew his hand, took an elegant sip of the coffee at the table, then raised his deep narrow eyes and looked at Tang Mo'er, "Mom, I saw the boy Yaoyao likes today. It's very good. He will climb up for Yaoyao, but..."

Gu Yelin shrugged Yingting's shoulder. "Sometimes birth can't cross the gap. True love is worth a few money, so I don't think much of them together."

Hearing that "true love is worth a few money" in her son's mouth, Tang Mo'er's face is almost turning into balsam pear. She gave birth to a son and a daughter to Gu Mohan. These children have amazing IQ since childhood. When other children are playing with toys, the brothers and sisters have begun to play with computer data. They are just a pair of freaks.

With Gu Yelin's growth, he set up a company in Los Angeles and went to the Vanity Fair every day. He has a cold and cool sense of business elites. He is 20 years old and has never been in love. He is simply not interested in women. What he is most interested in is data, data, data!

Tang Mo'er was worried to death.

"Yelin, when you and Yaoyao were young, we all thought you were a couple and ordered baby kisses for you, but who knows that you have grown up and alienated. You said you were such a big man and haven't even talked about love. Tell mom honestly what's on your mind?"

Again!

Again!

Since he was 18, the mother has been urging him to get married.

Gu Yelin quickly put down his coffee and got up. "Mom, go to bed early."

He turned and left.

"Hey, Ye Lin, how did you go? I can tell you, Yao Yao was brought up by me. If she is in any danger, you must protect her, you know?"

"I see!"

"Pa", Gu Yelin closed the door directly.

Tang Mo'er, who was closed to the door, "..."

Why does she think it's still cute?

……

The next morning.

When the bright dawn came in through the layers of golden gauze curtain, Fu Xiyao slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

She is now in the hotel room, her slender body is still surrounded by a warm and broad embrace.

The slender feather trembled, Fu Xiyao opened her eyes, and Ling Limu's handsome face quickly magnified in her sight.

Before he wakes up, Fu Xiyao can look at his handsome face wantonly.

The broken wave bangs covered his handsome and deep eyelids, and now he was a little more gentle and warm than usual.

As soon as Bei Chi bit her red lips, Fu Xiyao quietly stretched out her scallion fingers to caress his face.

But the next second, a big hand stretched out and grabbed her little hand.

Ling Limu slowly opened his eyes and woke up.

"Good morning, husband ~" Fu Xiyao said with a sweet smile.

"Good morning."

Ling Limu dropped her eyes and kissed her little hand.