There was silence in the VIP meeting room. You could hear a pin drop on the ground. Everyone secretly stared at the man sitting in the main seat at the moment.

Ling Limu is wearing a white shirt and a tie around her neck. There is a cold and powerful atmosphere in the breath of business elites.

Sitting on the main seat, he was looking at the financial statements in his hand with his handsome eyelids low. His side face was deep and three-dimensional, fashionable and elegant.

Admiration and admiration were shown in the eyes of all senior executives. In just three years, this self-made man has become a financial giant who dominates the party. It is amazing to look up to nangu Beiling.

At this time, Ling Limu's mobile phone at hand suddenly lit up. Although it was muted, the suddenly lit screen brush attracted all eyes.

Ling Limu looked up and saw the video chat sent by Fu Xiyao's mobile phone.

Ling Limu's mind quickly emerged the small face carved with powder and jade. It must be the video chat from the small milk bag.

Ling Limu slowly hooked her thin lips.

The senior management in the meeting room were shocked. Did they see the President... Laugh?

Ling Limu has been a workaholic for the past three years. He gives everyone the impression that he is handsome, rich, deep, sharp and thin. No one has seen him laugh.

They thought the president wouldn't laugh. Who knows that at such a high-level meeting, the president was laughing at a mobile video.

Ling Limu got up and said indifferently, "that's all for today's meeting. Let's break up."

Ling Limu left.

As soon as the president left, all the senior executives exploded. They grabbed Ling Limu's private secretary he Chen and asked gossip, "secretary he, is the president in love?"

"It's secretary he. There's no woman around the president at his age. Everyone is curious. Tell us, which Qianjin has captured the president's heart?"

He Chen was besieged. Don't say he didn't know. Even if he knew, he couldn't tell the president's private affairs, "I don't know about this..."

"Secretary he, just tell us. We're all going to kneel down for you!"

The entangled secretary he, "..."

Let me go!

……

President's office.

Ling Limu pushes the door and enters. Tall JUNBA stands in front of the French window. He presses the key to connect the video chat.

The little face of Xiaodou appeared quickly, "Hi, handsome millet, I didn't disturb your work, did I?"

Ling Limu shook his head, "No."

"Great, I can chat with Shuai millet," Xiaodou smiled happily. "Shuai millet, do you have a girlfriend and get married now?"

Ling Limu put one hand in his trouser pocket. He hooked his thin lip into a shallow arc. "I don't have a girlfriend, but... I was married, but I divorced later."

"Shuai millet, you've been married. Isn't your old wife very beautiful?" The little pocket asked curiously.

Ling Limu's deep eyes overflowed with some imperceptible soft color. He lowered his voice, "well, she's beautiful and... Sweet."

At that time, Fu Xiyao was really sweet. The 18-year-old girl wanted to stick to him every minute. She smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, hugged him with soft waxy, and called him her husband~

"Shuai millet, do you still think of your former wife?"

Do you still miss her?

Ling Limu gently nodded, "en."

Miss her.

I want to.

Every day, every minute and every second of these three years, I have never stopped missing her.

Xiaodoudou thinks that thousands of arrows pierce the heart. It's over. Shuai millet is still thinking about his ex-wife. His mother has no chance.

At this time, with a "click", the door of the bathroom opened, and Fu Xiyao came out wearing a silk nightdress after taking a bath.

"Mommy ~" little piggy looked at his mommy with a small face, looking for comfort.

Fu Xiyao quickly came over. She reached out and touched Xiaodou's small face. She asked softly, "little brother, what's the matter with you?"

"Mommy, Shuai millet has been married," said the injured little voice

what?

Fu Xiyao's heart thudded. She raised her clear Jian Tong and looked at the video in her mobile phone. This time, she bumped into Ling Limu's deep black eyes.

Ling Limu is also looking at her.

"Mommy, Shuai millet said his former wife was beautiful and sweet!" Said the little hood, adding an emphasis to the "sweet" sound.

“…”

Xiaodou doesn't know, but Fu Xiyao knows that Ling Limu's wife was... That's her.

How did he... Say that?

Fu Xiyao looked away uneasily.

Ling Limu at the other end of the video looked at Fu Xiyao. From the moment she came out, he saw it.

Just after taking a bath, she steamed two coats of pink on her palm sized jueli face.

Maybe the little pocket told her that it was like a deer bumping around, not a girl's blush.

The little pocket at the other end didn't notice the subtle atmosphere between adults and continued, "Mommy, I asked Shuai millet if he wanted to think of his former wife. Shuai millet nodded and said yes."

He said... He missed her.

That pair of beautiful Jian Shui Qiu Tong has nowhere to put.

"Mommy, I'll go to the bathroom. Talk to Shuai Shu first."

The small pocket stuffed the mobile phone into Fu Xiyao and ran into the bathroom.

Fu Xiyao, "..."

She received a hot potato in her hand. Fu Xiyao was neither lost nor not lost. She adjusted her mood, then raised her eyes and looked at Ling Limu.

The red lips closed and moved for a moment. They wanted to talk, but they didn't know what to say.

Ling Limu looked at her and broke the silence first. "Have you taken a bath?"

He asked her in a low voice, have you taken a bath?

Fu Xiyao curled up her green fingers. "Are you still working? You didn't go home so late?"

Ling Limu took off her long legs and walked to the sofa. Then she sat on the back of the chair lazily and sexy, raised her hand and pulled the tie between her neck. He hooked his thin lips. "I live in the company at night. Anyway... It's all alone. I'm not like Gu Yelin. I have a wife and a son waiting."

Now the tie is loosely hung around his neck. Ling Limu, 24, is no longer the handsome boy in those days. Now he is a mature and charming man who can't move his eyes in the dazzling light.

Listen to what he means.

At this time, the small pocket ran out, and his milk voice said, "handsome millet, although my Yelin father went home, he slept separately with my mommy."

“…”

In a word, the two people at both ends of the video suddenly changed their faces.

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