Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle Chapter 1860 - Zhang Yaoyao, you are my precious baby

Chapter 1860: No. 1934 Zhang Yaoyao, you are my precious baby

Ling limu turned around and got into the extended version of the business limousine. The business limousine sped away and disappeared from Fu Xiyao’s sight.

Fu Xiyao stood where she was. After he disappeared, she slowly lowered her slender feather and raised her small hand. She touched the corner of her lips that had been touched by his fingertip just now..

She shyly and sweetly curled her red lips.

..

Two days later.

These two days felt like years to Fu Xiyao. She had been worried about Ling Limu’s situation.

In the afternoon, Fu Xiyao picked up her phone and dialed the familiar number.

A melodious ringtone sounded on the other end of the phone, and it was picked up slowly. Ling Limu’s deep and magnetic voice came in, “h.e.l.lo.”

“How are things going at your place?”Fu Xiyao asked him.

“Everything is going well.”

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It was a simple word, but it sounded capable and calm.

Fu Xiyao’s tensed nerves relaxed quickly. That was great. She had been worried about him the whole time. It seemed that the trip this time was very smooth.

Ling Limu’s personality was reserved and steady. He had immersed himself in the business world all these years, and he had partic.i.p.ated in this power struggle early, so Fu Xiyao believed in him.

“So… Are You back today?”

He said that he would be back in two days after his business trip. Two days had already pa.s.sed..

Ling Limu’s magnetic voice was tinged with a warm smile. “Why? Did you miss me?”

He said, “Why? Did you miss me?”?

Fu Xiyao felt her little face heat up. She quickly bit her red lower lip with her pearly white teeth. “I didn’t.”

“I’m already at the airport. I’ll take the private plane back now and get home tonight,”he said with a smile.

He’s back?

A sweet little flower appeared on Fu Xiyao’s beautiful face, but she quickly smoothed it out and pretended not to care. “You can play outside for a few more days…”

“I miss you, can’t I?”

Ling limu interrupted her directly.

This time, Fu Xiyao’s snow-white earlobes were stained with a red glow. “Then I’ll wait for you to come home tonight.”

“Okay.”

The two of them hung up the phone.

Fu Xiyao sat by the bed. She looked through his phone number with her long, slender feathers and changed his remarks from “Ling limu”to “Hubby”.

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At night.

The private plane landed. The private secretary drove Ling Limu home in an extended version of a luxury business car. The luxury car parked on the lawn.

The back door opened and Ling Limu got out. He was wearing a black tweed coat that was stained with the cold air of the night.

Ling limu looked at his secretary. “You can go back first.”

“Yes, President.”

“By the way, help me clear my schedule for the next few days.”

“President, are you taking your wife on a honeymoon trip?”The personal secretary asked.

Ling limu curled his thin lips and nodded. “Yes.”

The personal secretary smiled. “Alright. I wish the president and his wife a happy marriage.”

Ling limu turned sideways and walked into the villa.

From Afar, he could see that the villa was brightly lit. Although the large French windows had their curtains drawn, the bright yellow light from inside leaked out. It was so warm.

This was his home.

There was someone he loved the most in his home.

Ling limu spread his long legs.

The next second, he felt a sudden pain in his abdomen.

“President!”

The private secretary behind him was shocked.

Ling limu lowered his handsome eyes and looked. There was a sharp arrow in his abdomen. The sharp tip of the arrow had already pierced through his abdomen.

“Drip, Drip, Drip”fresh blood dripped down.

Ling limu looked up and saw a figure standing in front of him. It was Princess Lorraine.

Princess Lorraine held a bow in her hand. She looked at Ling Limu and smiled. As she smiled, tears fell from her eyes. She looked crazy.

The love that she could not get, the man that she could not get, would not be given to anyone else.

“Ling Limu, Count Roy has already been dealt with perfectly by you. His power has disintegrated, and the royal family is no longer a threat. Therefore, your usefulness ends here.”

“Fu Xiyao has no children, and the Little Prince is my son. In the future, I will be the most honorable woman. Look, you have spent your whole life making a wedding dress for others. How Pitiful

“Ling Limu, no matter how you climb up the ladder over the years, it will not change your background. You and Fu Xiyao are not from the same world. You have not been loved by her until the day you die. Her people… Even a kiss is a luxury for you

“In your short life, you had wealth, power, status, and fame. Even Fu Xiyao became your wife, but she will always be that high and mighty n.o.ble girl. She is beautiful, intelligent, and a dream that you can never reach. Because of her, you are all regretful.”

Princess Luo Ling’s tears blurred her eyes. She truly loved this man in front of her, so now she was also in pain.

The private secretary’s expression had already changed. He ran forward and said, “President, you have to hang in there. I’ll make a call right now…”

At this moment, a large hand reached out and stopped the secretary.

“President!”

Ling Limu’s deep black eyes seemed to have spilled ink, deep and bottomless. His gaze moved away from Princess Luo Ling’s face and landed on the villa in front of him.

At this moment, the door of the villa opened with a creak.

It was dark at night. The moment the door of the villa opened, the bright yellow and warm light shone out.

Then, a graceful figure appeared. Fu Xiyao had come out.

Tonight, Fu Xiyao was wearing a pink dress. Her pure black hair flowed down. She stood in the halo, emitting a soul-stirring beauty like a pearl.

Ling limu looked at her, and his thin lips curled up bit by bit. He raised his feet and walked toward her step by step.

Princess Luo Ling stood to the side and watched as Ling limu walked toward Fu Xiyao. Every step he took was covered in blood, and the ground was stained with blood.

At the last moment of his life, he still used all his strength to walk toward her.

Fu Xiyao had been waiting for Ling limu to come home. She heard the sound of a car, so she rushed out immediately. She saw Ling limu immediately.

A brilliant smile blossomed on Fu Xiyao’s beautiful face. She hurried down the stairs and ran to Ling Limu’s side.

The evening wind blew. The pink skirt on her body fluttered and wrapped around his black trousers. She looked up at him with her watery eyes and said sweetly, “You’re Home?”

Ling limu stopped in his tracks. His handsome eyes were filled with tender affection. “Yes, I’m home.”

“Count Roy has been dealt with. From now on, the royal family and gutting castle will no longer have any threats. The descendants of these two great families will continue to flourish.”

“I know that you’ve already left Madam Yun and Princess Lorraine. Once Count Roy Falls, they will definitely retaliate against you. It doesn’t matter. I’ve made all the arrangements. Madam Yun will withdraw from the political stage. I know that you like the little prince, but Princess Lorraine is the Little Prince’s biological mother. I’m afraid that the Little Prince will treat you badly after he ascends the throne, so I’ll send Princess Lorraine away to a faraway place.”

“From the moment I met you, you’ve been so honorable. From now on, you’ll be the most honorable and beautiful woman in the world.”

He said a lot, his voice as low and calm as ever.

He had already made plans for Fu Xiyao’s future.

He had already prepared her future.

Fu Xiyao looked at him. “What’s wrong with you? Why are you talking so much all at once? I think you’re weird.”

Ling limu smiled. He slowly reached out his big hand and gently caressed her little face. “The last sentence.”

“What?”Fu Xiyao didn’t understand.

Blood trickled down from the corner of Ling Limu’s lips. He lowered his voice and murmured, “Yaoyao, you’re my… My Darling.”

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The end.

There were a few more chapters in this chapter, and Nichang’s face was filled with tears.