Outright Favoritism Chapter 53: : Want to make up for me?

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I don’t know when, their boss’ WeChat was reactivated.

It seems to be after I met Miss Li.

At this time, Shang Yu took the phone lazily, without the slightest surprise, Li Qiao sent WeChat.

Only a few words: Master Yan, where do you go for dinner at night?

The little girl seems to be particularly concerned about his meal today.

Shang Yu rubbed his forehead, tapped the screen lightly with his thumb, and said two words, "Hotel."

The message in the chat box stopped abruptly.

Shang Yu exited the chat page, and just about to lock the screen, he accidentally saw the [discover] icon under WeChat with an abrupt red dot.

As a ghost, he clicked in, and the first one in the Moments that was refreshed was the one that Li Qiao had just posted.

Nothing was written, only a picture of a sea of ​​tulips.

But what made Shang Yu's gaze stop was the location under the photo: Yancheng, World Horticultural Exposition.

He narrowed his eyes, following the light passing by the window, caged his deep facial features in a flash of light and shadow.

If Liuyun looks back at this time, he can see Shang Yu's thin lips with a faint smile.

This time, he directly quit WeChat and dialed BabyGirl's phone number on the call page.

"In Yancheng?"

As soon as the call was connected, Li Qiao listened to the man’s dumb and magnetic voice, curving her lips and saying, "Well, I heard that the World Horticultural Exposition has started, so I just came to relax."

She thinks full marks for this reason!

Shang Yu held his mobile phone with one hand and looked at the street view passing by the window. When he recalled the WeChat message Li Qiao had sent him, his eyes became clear, "Have you eaten yet?"

Li Qiao glanced at the two-person western dining table in front of him, and Xiao Lu's eyes were full of excitement, "I haven't eaten, just finished ordering, waiting for the meal, is Yan Ye free to join?"

"Location."

Li Qiao said: "Western Restaurant in Yancheng Royal Hotel."

……

About twenty minutes, the convoy returned to the Yancheng Royal Hotel where Shang Yu stayed.

The moment Liu Yun opened the car door for the man, he whispered beside him, "Boss, Miss Li is at the 01 table in the western restaurant."

"Hmm."

Shang Yu untied the bow tie on the neckline, and then handed the suit jacket to Liuyun. Wearing an ink-colored shirt and trousers, he strode into the hotel lobby.

Liuyun stood there holding his suit jacket and began to doubt life.

Why can Miss Li accurately find the hotel where the boss is staying?

In this summit forum meeting, all participants live in the State Guest House.

Only their big boss stays alone in their own hotel that is more private and safer.

How did Miss Li know? ! What a way, so wild!

The hotel’s western restaurant is decorated in an elegant style, with beautiful piano music flowing slowly in the air.

Li Qiao sits at table 01, resting her cheeks at Shang Yu walking slowly under the crystal lamp post. She is slender and has outstanding temperament. Even if the forearms of her shirt are wrinkled, it still doesn’t hurt him. Noble and graceful.

Tonight's western restaurant, only their table of guests.

Li Qiao wore a little champagne-colored dress, and her face with light makeup was bright and beautiful, not as cold and lazy as in the past, but added a touch of soft charm.

She laughed: "Thank you, Master Yan, for enjoying his face and eating during his busy schedule."

This is teasing him about refusing to have a meal at noon.

Shang Yu turned sideways slightly, pulled the chair away, and leaned on the table with his fingertips and knocked on the table. The tone was very slow, and he was a little lazy: "When did you come here?"

"Just arrived in the afternoon." Li Qiao tucked the corner of her skirt and put the lemonade in front of him, "I guess...you didn't eat at noon."

Shang Yu's eyebrows were filled with inconspicuous fatigue, and he raised his eyes to look at Li Qiao, his eyes deep, with a dim dim light: "Want to make up for me?"