Chapter 122: I Want To Hold Her In My Palm And Squeeze Her T

e to the poison entering her bone marrow, became extremely graceful under the repair of her blood.A white silk nightgown, enveloping the delicate skin, flowed with her light steps, like wind and falli...Zhao Jin was hesitant, wondering if going in now would ruin the boss's good deed. The man's low voice had already come: "Come in!"

He immediately retracted his thoughts, strode inside, and stood respectfully before the desk, handing the document to the man.

Fu Lingxiao took it, his gaze falling on Lan Xuan who was standing quietly watching him. "I still have work to do, go wait for me at the door."

His attitude was utterly indifferent.

Zhao Jin recalled his boss's attitude towards Miss Mu Xing. The way he doted on her, as if he wanted to hold her in the palm of his hand, made the difference clear.

This lady might be a little different, but Miss Mu Xing is the boss's favorite.

Lan Xuan's expression stiffened for a moment. She wasn't even worthy of waiting for him in the office

Although she was extremely uncomfortable inside, she still put on a sympathetic look and smiled gently at the man: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Lan Xuan walked out of the office and thoughtfully closed the door.

Fu Lingxiao lowered his head to open the file and listened to Zhao Jin report on his work.

Lan Xuan stood at the door and waited for a full twenty minutes before the office door finally opened, and the man strode out.

Deep-set eyes, a strong nose and an extremely delicate, angular jawline, handsome and captivating.

Dressed in a well-tailored black suit, he looked even more tall and handsome. The sparkling black diamond cufflinks and tie clip shone brightly under the light.

The moment Lan Xuan saw Fu Lingxiao, the irritability she had been feeling from the long wait vanished instantly.

The Duke of the Imperial City, Fengzi is outstanding and unparalleled in his nobility. He is a presence that attracts any woman!

So many women want to be close to him, but they have no chance!

What did she wait for

Let's go.

Fu Lingxiao glanced lightly at Lan Xuan, but his steps did not stop. He walked straight towards the elevator.

Lan Xuan hurried to catch up.

Having arrived at the underground parking garage, Fu Lingxiao personally drove Lanxuan to the old Fu residence.

Lan Xuan sat in the passenger seat, gazing at the man's perfectly sculpted profile. Her eyes were filled with deep adoration.

To emphasize her uniqueness in his eyes, she had made many demands of him in the past, such as requiring him to personally escort her wherever she went.

After ten years, he still kept his promise.

While being cold towards her, he was incredibly thoughtful. This man truly resembled opium, exuding a deadly allure that caused her immense pain yet left her unable to resist.

That heart, nourished by resentment for a decade, grew increasingly fervent.

She must! She absolutely has to get this man!

An hour later, a black luxury car stopped in front of a retro-style Chinese courtyard.

It was a massive house, grand in scale and filled with the weight of years gone by.

Butler Liu had been standing at the door respectfully waiting long before they came down from the car. Seeing them get off, he hurried over, “Young Master, Miss Lan.”

Fu Lingxiao nodded slightly.

Lan Xuan then smiled politely at Liu Guanjia: “Liu Guanjia, long time no see.”

"Come on in."

Liu Guanjia nodded at her and led the two of them into the house.

Passing through the corridor, you arrive at the main hall.

In the elegantly decorated main hall, which exuded a dignified air, Old Madam Fu sat resplendently on her sandalwood throne, her hands entwined with a string of Buddhist beads.

Her silver hair was styled into an extremely neat bun at the back of her head. A dark green, lotus leaf-patterned embroidered cheongsam adorned her, making her appear even more elegant and graceful.

Seeing the two people walk in, Mrs. Fu's face was full of a kind smile: "You're back."

As he opened his mouth, he peered over their shoulders. Seeing no one there, his expression turned to disappointment.

She originally thought her grandson would bring Little Mu Xing back today, so she specially called Wu the housekeeper to ask about Mu Xing's favorite dishes and prepared a gift for the meeting. She waited all day long, but in the end, her wish was not fulfilled, oh well.

Lady Fu sighed deeply.

Fu Lingxiao walked to Fu Lao's side, bowed his head slightly, and spoke in a low voice, "Grandma."

Although there is plenty of respect, there's not a trace of familial warmth between the generations.

On the other hand, Lan Xuan rushed to greet Fu Lao Madam as if she had met her long-lost grandmother. She directly pounced and hugged her, showing great affection. "Grandma Fu, after so many years, Xuan'er has missed you so much."

Elder Madam Fu lightly patted Lan Xuan's back, "Good child, let Grandma Fu take a look."

Lan Xuan let go of her embrace, and Mrs. Fu took her hand, carefully examining her for a moment before praising, "Xuan'er has grown up, she's more and more beautiful."

"Grandma Fu is becoming more and more beautiful. Now she looks much younger than when I went abroad."

Lan Xuan, with her sweet tongue, won over Mrs. Fu's favor and promptly presented the gift in her hands. "Grandma Fu, this is a gift for you," she said.

Old Mrs. Fu laughed and scolded, "You silly child, what gifts did you bring home"

"Grandma Fu, don't mind the little thoughtfulness I have prepared."

Lan Xuan gave the present to Liu Butler.

"How could you dislike it." Mrs. Fu looked at Lan Xuan with love, "It's getting late, let's go have dinner."

It was touted as a simple meal, but the setup was quite grand, with all sorts of dishes filling a table to the brim.

Fu Lingxiao sat down and discovered that most of the dishes on the table were Mu Xing's favorites. If she were here, she would definitely light up at the sight of these dishes.

Thinking of the little foodie's adorable appearance, the man couldn't help but raise his lips slightly. Even his usual indifferent, even somewhat cold brows softened.

Lan Xuan, who was sitting on the other side of Madam Fu, was chatting with her at the moment, but her gaze never left Fu Lingxiao for even a second. Naturally, she didn't miss the fleeting smile on his face.

The last time I saw him so gentle was when he was with that little girl.

So, was he just thinking about that little girl

Lan Xuan's gaze deepened. To melt the ice on the peak of this mountain, that girl wasn't a small talent.

It seems she needs to be handled with care.

After dinner, Fu Lingxiao was about to say goodbye when Lan Xuan grabbed Fu Lao's arm and quickly said, "A-Xiao, I want to stay with Grandma Fu for a while longer. Can we leave later"

Fu Lingxiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, "En."

Thank you, Achio.

Lan Xuan smiled gently, but her eyes held a deep cunning.

Fu Lingxiao did not give her any response, only saying to Fu Lao Madam, "Go out for a bit," and strode away from the main hall.

The sky outside was completely dark.

Fu Lingxiao stood in the corridor making a phone call to Mu Xing. The lanterns at the top of the corridor shone brightly, casting a yellow halo on him.

All was still, and the man's voice, low and gentle to the extreme, could be clearly heard. "Has anyone had dinner properly"

"Yes! Uncle Jiang made my favorite braised pork for me again today, I'm so full. Uncle Xiao, are you full"

The girl's voice was soft and sweet like cotton candy, making him suddenly want to grab her hand and squeeze it hard.

He could even imagine how soft the touch would be.im!"Ginger Yan smiled wryly. "No, thanks.""Look at me, " Qian Fei turned her head and glanced at him. “What Afraid Too scared to do it Then tell your sister, I’ll help you!”"Thank you, but it's not ne...