Chapter 1866 - dated a poor boy

Chapter 1866: Chapter 1940 dated a poor boy

Ling limu looked at Fu Xiyao and saw that she was holding a small medical box.

The room was very simple. There was a bed and a sofa. Fu Xiyao sat down on the sofa and patted the seat beside her. “Senior Ling, come over here.”

Ling limu walked over and sat beside her.

Fu Xiyao held his injured hand. Just now, when he held the knife like that, there were two long cuts on his palm. Fu Xiyao’s heart ached when she saw it. She wished that she could share the pain with him.

If he hadn’t appeared in time, the knife would have landed on her body.

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Fu Xiyao’s heart ached gently. She opened the medical kit and carefully treated his wound before applying medicine.

“Senior Ling, does it hurt?”

Fu Xiyao looked up at him.

Ling Limu bumped into the young girl’s beautiful eyes. She looked at him with her watery eyes full of concern and heartache.

Ling limu looked away uncomfortably and wanted to take his hand back. “It doesn’t hurt.”

“How can it not hurt? Let Me Breathe for you.”

Fu Xiyao looked down and blew gently on his wound.

Ling Limu felt a gentle feather glide across his heart. He quickly pulled his hand back and lowered his handsome eyes. “I’ll do it myself. Thank you. You can go home now.”

“No, I won’t go home tonight. I’ll sleep here. I’ll sleep with Grandma. You can sleep on the sofa by yourself,”Fu Xiyao said.

She was going to stay here tonight?

Ling limu knew that Fu Xiyao came from a good family. The dress she was wearing was expensive, and she looked like a lady from a rich family. This room was very simple, and she didn’t fit in here.

“Where’s Your Home? I’ll send you back,”Ling Limu said.

“No, I said I’m not going home. I’m going to take a shower first.”

Fu Xiyao quickly ran into the bathroom.

Looking at the tightly shut door in front of him, Ling Limu stood in place for a while. His deep black eyes were as far as the eye could see, and no emotions could be revealed.

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Fu Xiyao felt embarrassed. She only remembered that she didn’t have a sanitary pad when she entered the bathroom, so she could only let Ling limu go and buy it.

She waited for a while, but Ling Limu didn’t come back.

Fu Xiyao walked into the room. The old lady was lying on the bed, asleep. She reached out and covered the old lady with the blanket before leaving the room.

In the corridor, Fu Xiyao poked her head out to see if Ling Limu was back. At that moment, a middle-aged man walked towards her.

When the middle-aged man saw Fu Xiyao, he couldn’t take his eyes off her. “Miss, What’s Your Name? We can be friends. I can give you an LV bag.”

The middle-aged man took out an LV bag.

Fu Xiyao knew at a glance that the Louis Vuitton bag was fake. It was probably this man’s usual trick to trick girls.

Fu Xiyao ignored the middle-aged man. She turned around and wanted to leave.

But the man followed behind her. “Miss, what do you want? You can tell me. I’m very rich. I can buy you anything.”

Fu Xiyao wanted to say something, but the elevator door in front opened and a handsome figure jumped into her sight.

Ling limu came back with a bag in his hand.

Fu Xiyao’s beautiful eyes immediately lit up with a bright smile. She ran forward and looked up at him with her beautiful little face. “You’re back?”

Ling Limu’s deep black eyes looked at the middle-aged man indifferently. His eyes turned a few degrees colder. Then, he stretched out his arm and put it on Fu Xiyao’s beautiful shoulders. He held her and walked into the room.

Fu Xiyao’s little face turned red.

The middle-aged man saw this scene and quickly said, “Miss, why did you follow a poor boy? Does he have money? Can he buy you a Louis Vuitton Bag?”

Fu Xiyao couldn’t be bothered with that man. What did he know? Her Ling Limu would be the most powerful man in the world!

However, these words hurt her self-esteem, so Fu Xiyao looked up at Ling Limu.

She was short, and when she looked up, she could only see Ling Limu’s smooth jawline. There were no emotions on his handsome face, and he looked cold and indifferent.

When that man saw that he was ignored by a poor boy, he quickly flew into a rage out of humiliation. He spat, “What’s the use of just being beautiful? You’re staying in a hotel at such a young age. It’s obvious that you’re not a good person!”

That man was scolding fu xiyao.

Ling limu was originally expressionless, but when he heard this, he stopped in his tracks.

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