Chapter 1254 You Are My Scorching Sun (12)

XX Hotel.

Ling Limu stood tall and tall in the corridor. He lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at the mobile phone in his hand. The text message was sent, but she did not reply.

At this time, the hotel manager came over and said respectfully, "Mr. Ling, someone is looking for you."

Ling Limu's eyes lit up and he quickly raised his head.

"Li Mu, happy birthday!"

Zuo Li and Mo Zihao came.

The light in Ling Limu's eyes quickly extinguished, it was not her.

"Li Mu, it's your birthday today, we want to have a drink, come in quickly."

Zuo Li and Mo Zihao pulled Ling Limu into a box. As soon as they opened the door, there was a "bang", the colorful balloons exploded, and the shiny ribbons floated all over the floor.

"Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~Happy birthday to you~"

Many people came out, it was Zuo Li and Mo Zihao who found a group of young and pretty girls. The girls were holding cakes in their hands and looking at Ling Limu with adoration.

Ling Limu frowned his handsome eyebrows.

"Li Mu, come and sit down!"

Zuo Li pulled Ling Limu to sit on the sofa, poured wine into the cup, and whispered, "Li Mu, how are these girls? Do you like any of them?"

"Last time, I guess you didn't like the Yingying who danced very well and the one who was very charming. Today, these are all pure and clingy like kittens. They are the same as Fu Xiyao four years ago. Same, beautiful and sweet, you should like it, right?”

"That's right, Li Mu, don't think we don't know. Now Fu Xiyao's Gudingbao and the royal family are fighting fiercely. This power struggle is like a dangerous whirlpool. She abandoned you four years ago, and now you You can’t get involved for her sake.”

Ling Limu took the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp. Then he raised his deep black eyes and glanced at the girls.

His eyes glanced over, and the girls all blushed, lowered their heads like deers, and some were bold enough to peek at him secretly.

Ling Limu was wearing a handmade white shirt and black trousers today. The sleeves of the shirt were rolled up twice, revealing his strong forearms and the precious steel watch on his wrist. The bangs on his forehead were all pushed up, revealing his With handsome and sculpted facial features, Ling Limu is now in his prime, mature and fashionable. He exudes the charming aura of a business elite and the indifferent and scornful attitude of a king.

For these young and pretty girls, this is simply a girl killer. Who can resist his charm?

The girls almost screamed.

Outside the door, Fu Xiyao arrived.

"Miss Fu, Mr. Ling is here, you can go in." The hotel manager said politely.

The box door was not closed, and Fu Xiyao could see inside through the crack in the door. There was laughter, champagne, ribbons, cakes, and beauties...

Fu Xiyao's bright eyes fell on Ling Limu's handsome face. He was sitting on the sofa, surrounded by Zuo Li and Mo Zihao. She could only see his handsome and three-dimensional outline. He was looking up and looking at Those beautiful girls…

Fu Xiyao grabbed the gift bag tightly with her two little hands.

"Miss Fu...Miss Fu..."

At this time, the hotel manager beside him reminded him loudly.

Fu Xiyao came to her senses.

"Miss Fu, won't you go in?"

Fu Xiyao shook her head gently, "I won't go in, thank you."

Fu Xiyao turned and left.

…

In the box.

Ling Limu finished the glass of wine handed by Mo Zihao, then he put down the glass and stood up.

"Li Mu, where are you going?"

Zuo Li and Mo Zihao quickly grabbed him.

Ling Limu stood tall and handsome. He lowered his eyes and focused on the two of them. He spoke in a low and indifferent voice, "Forget it this time. If we do this next time, we brothers will have nothing to do."

After saying that, Ling Limu left directly.

Zuo Li and Mo Zihao's expressions changed, and the originally red faces of the girls in the box turned completely white.

Ling Limu came out of the box and just took two steps when a charming figure came in front of her. Yingying came carrying an exquisite gift bag.

"Mr. Ling, happy birthday. This is a gift I carefully selected for you. I hope you like it."

Yingying put on exquisite light makeup and handed the gift bag to Ling Limu with a charming voice.

Ling Limu stopped and put one hand in his trouser pocket, his deep black eyes falling on Yingying's little face.

When the man looked at him like this, his eyes were calm and unruffled, but there seemed to be a small storm inside that could suck people's souls away. Even though Yingying had come into contact with many men, she was still easily attracted by her eyes. This man was deeply attracted.

"Mr. Ling, look at the gift I bought for you. I bought..."

"Here comes someone." Ling Limu suddenly spoke in a low voice.

The hotel manager quickly ran over, "Mr. Ling, what are your orders?"

"Kick this woman out of here."

After saying that, Ling Limu walked away directly.

Several security guards ran over and grabbed Yingying, "..."

Yingying looked at the man's heartless and heroic back, and was dumbfounded. He actually kicked her out?!

Ling Limu came to the elevator. He took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket, opened it and saw no reply.

She still didn't write him back.

Ling Limu was about to get into the elevator and drive directly to find her.

"Mr. Ling," the hotel manager came at this time, "Mr. Ling, Miss Fu came to see you just now, but Miss Fu left again."

What?

Ling Limu's deep pupils shrank suddenly, is she here?

Leaving again?

Ling Limu quickly entered the elevator and went downstairs. He walked out with the car keys hooked in his slender fingers.

His muscular chest began to rise and fall. He didn't know if the wine that Zuo Limo Zihao poured for him was too strong. Even the corners of his eyes were a little red.

In his mind was Fu Xiyao's beautiful and pretty face. A voice... countless voices said in his ears that when he saw her later, he must hold her tightly in his arms and never let her be so presumptuous, so presumptuous... back and forth in his life.

She was about to torture him crazy.

Ling Limu was about to leave the hall, and at this moment, a soft and sweet voice suddenly came from behind him, "Ling Limu."

Ling Limu's footsteps suddenly stopped and he looked back instantly.

Fu Xiyao didn't leave, she just stood there.

Tonight, Fu Xiyao wore a white coat, a red scarf around her neck, and her pure black hair fell softly on her shoulders. Her clear, clear eyes looked at him, quiet, well-behaved, and soft... Just as Zuo Li and Mo Zihao said, she was gorgeous and sweet like a kitten.

The eldest daughter of a noble family in Guding Castle, so elegant and unattainable in the eyes of the world, but in front of him, she was just a kitten.

Fu Xiyao looked at him, curling her red lips, "Did you also think I left? In fact, I didn't leave. I have always been here."

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End.