Taking Wife as Boundary: Young Master Ling Don't Cross the Line

The day when Xiaomei came to his office for an interview seemed to flash before his eyes. She was wearing plain clothes and her hair was casually scattered behind her head. She looked pure and innocent like a lost deer in the mountains. I feel like my soul has been captured.

Later, when he saw Xiaomei's information, he was amazed again.

Graduated with a master's degree, and has overseas study tour experience, this kind of resume is simply too unqualified for a small office like him to apply for.

It's not that he didn't doubt Xiaomei's real purpose for coming to his small office, but he liked seeing that figure as clear as a clear spring so much, which made him lose his ability to judge and let himself deceive himself Xiaomei was left behind.

It's just that I don't know when it started, the lonely girl had changed her appearance, and she actually wanted to be able to climb into the president's bed.

If he hadn't seen how the CEO doted on his wife, then he might have thought that the CEO would also fall in love with Xiaomei, but...

After taking another puff of cigarette, Li Mu shook his head with a wry smile.

Xiaomei's temperament has always been stubborn, and she may not listen to her earnest words tonight.

If she wants to go her own way according to her own temperament, I'm afraid that one day, she will reach out to the madam. At that time, the president may not deal with Xiaomei like herself.

Although he was worried in his heart, these were not in his control, even if he went back now and told Xiaomei for three days and three nights, Xiaomei might not listen to him.

Maybe it's better to let her run into trouble by herself. The society is big and complicated. Let her recognize the facts earlier, maybe it will help her in the future workplace.

The burning sensation in "Hiss" made Li Mu twitch his hand in shock.Looking down, I realized that the cigarette butt had been burned out at some point.

After opening the window and throwing the cigarette butt in his hand, Li Mu recovered from his thoughts.

In the hotel, after Ling He washed his body three times, he felt that the scent that could not escape was slightly better.

After sending a WeChat message to Wang Tezhu, Wang Tezhu entrusted the waiter with the clothes in a short while.

Ling He reached out and looked at the shirt on the table, which was handmade in Italy.

After a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Ling He quickly put his shirt and trousers on.

After looking up at the mobile phone on the table, Ling He picked up the mobile phone and walked to the French window.

"Jiu Ge, are you asleep?" Ling He asked immediately as soon as the call was connected.

"Not yet, how is your bidding case?" On the other end at that time, Lu Jiuge put the book in his hand on the table, and leaned against the bed to make a phone call with Ling He.

It was obvious that he had only been gone for two days, but he felt as if he had been gone for a long time.

"Is Mom feeling better in the past two days?"

"It's okay. The doctors checked her this morning and said that she is in good spirits."

"Oh, all right."

After the two of them finished speaking, they fell silent, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Ling He took a look at the flashing neon lights outside, and his place was especially deserted because of the shining neon lights.

At this moment, he really wanted to hold Lu Jiuge in his arms, as long as he could smell the fragrance of her hair, he would feel particularly satisfied.

"Cough." Ling He covered his lips and coughed lightly, and opened the conversation first.

"I didn't expect that my grandfather and your grandmother had such a past."

"Yeah, who would have thought of that." Lu Jiuge answered.

"It can only be said that God has allowed our two families to have a fate of God's will in the dark."

Lu Jiuge wrapped his hands around the quilt and didn't speak.

Ling He suddenly added another sentence: "Jiu Ge, did we meet when we were young?"

"Have you met?" Lu Jiuge didn't pause for a moment. She lived with Liu Jing in a small alley since she was a child, and she went to the most ordinary school. According to Ling He's background, the school he attended must be a noble school. , How could this kind of person have anything to do with himself when he was a child?
"Ling He, can you talk about this in detail?"

She felt that what Ling He saw back then might not be her, but looking at the world, who would look like her?There was an answer that was ready to come out, flashed in his mind, but soon, Lu Jiuge denied it himself.

how can that be possible?
"One day, my mother fell ill at home, and my father was not at home at that time." Speaking of his father, Lu Jiuge obviously felt Ling He's tone pause, and after a minute, Ling He Then he continued: "After school that day, my grandpa received a call from the servant at home, who came to pick me up from the school. Since my grandpa arrived late, I waited on the road alone for a while. At this time, I saw a person who looks very familiar to you sitting in the car holding an umbrella and looking at me from a distance. Because the way she looked at me was too focused, I couldn't even ignore it. "

"So, even after so many years, I still remember it so clearly."

If it hadn't happened to be here, he would have forgotten about it.

"After a period of time, I can see her once. Every time she sits in the car like that, staring at me, but the strange thing is that she never gets out of that car. Later, I was promoted to junior high school and left that school, and since then, I have never seen her again."

Lu Jiuge clenched the microphone excitedly: "Ling He, do you think there is a possibility that the person you saw was not me, but my grandmother?"

Lu Jiuge expressed the guess in his heart.

It's a bit daring, but anything is possible, isn't it?

Ling He was obviously stunned by Lu Jiuge's bold idea. It took him a long time to regain his language ability.

"You mean, maybe your grandma didn't die back then?"

"Yes." Lu Jiuge nodded in agreement.

After Lu Jiuge made a bold assumption, Ling He's brain circuit immediately began to work quickly.

He had seen Liu Yuran's photo at the old man's place, and now combined with Lu Jiuge's assumption, let alone Liu Yuran, it might be true that Liu Yuran was not dead, and it might not be.

Although he still has too many things to verify, he still feels that Liu Yuran is not dead.

"I just don't know, if grandma is still alive and she is in M ​​City, why would she not want to come to see me and my mother? You know, if my mother knows that grandma is still alive, she might be so happy."

"I don't know, maybe your grandma has her own difficulties."

He really didn't know what to say about the unknown things in his life.

Perhaps the reason for this can only be explained clearly by the person concerned.

"En." Lu Jiuge pursed his lips, and responded lightly.

The atmosphere froze again.

"Nine Songs."

"Ling He."

After a while, the two spoke again, but at the same time.

Ling He said in a gentlemanly manner: "Jiu Ge, what do you want to say, you can say it first."

After pondering for a while, Lu Jiuge said, "I want to sleep, why don't you go to bed earlier, you've been very busy today."

Ling He's heart sank slightly, and he swallowed back what he was about to say just now, and said lightly: "Well, good night."

Forget it, I'll give her a surprise when I get home tomorrow.

After chatting with Lu Jiuge for a while, Ling He was no longer sleepy.

The notebook on the bed was always flickering, Ling He walked over and lit the notebook.

Sure enough, news came in.

"My good friend, how are you doing these days?"

Ling He's slender fingers moved quickly across the keyboard, and a message was sent out after a while.

"It's okay, how about you? I heard that the family business is getting bigger and bigger over there."

The silent plane lit up again, Ling He moved lightly on the computer, and the message popped up again.

"It's okay. Our old man's health is not good recently, and he wants to return to his roots. I may have to accompany the old man back."

"Well, welcome."

After replying the message, Ling He closed the computer with a "snap".

The thick night outside beat in, hitting Ling Heruo's worried eyes.

I don't know if it's good or bad for Ling Shi when he comes back this time.
In an old European-style building, the moonlight filled the dark room. On a wheelchair in the room, a woman with a shawl was sitting there quietly.

Even though the years have covered her head of white hair, from the outline of the facial features, it can still be seen how beautiful a woman's face will be when she is young.

There were all the sounds of people walking outside the door, and after a while, the doorknob was pushed open from the outside.

A man in his 40s walked up to the woman respectfully.

"Is the matter settled?" Although it was a question, it was an affirmative sentence from the woman's mouth.

"Well, it's done. That piece of land has fallen to the Ling family." The man kept his head slightly lowered, and it could be seen that he respected the woman on the wheelchair.

"Well, I see, it's hard work." The woman's tone was still as calm as water.

The man didn't say much and was about to leave the room when the woman behind him spoke again.

"This piece of land is full of enthusiasm. I'm afraid that those who don't get it will not give up so quickly. In this way, during this period of time, all other work at hand will be done by others, and you can concentrate on staring at this piece of land. , once the Ling family has any difficulties, you help them in time."

The man paused slightly, then turned his head and replied, "I see."

With the half-open window, the cold wind came in, and the woman subconsciously tightened the shawl on her body.

The man pursed his lips and looked around the room. Finally, he walked quickly to the window and closed the open half of the window again.

"It's late at night, let me help you in."

After all, the man walked towards the woman and pushed the wheelchair into the room.