Outright Favoritism Chapter 74: : I have no women’s clothing here

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After Liuyun's explanation, Li Qiao probably also knew the ins and outs.

The young man who died was called Qingyu, an engineer.

I won the National Gold Award in the college artificial intelligence competition when I was less than 20 years old.

Later, he joined the intelligent team under Yanhuang as the team leader of the AI ​​engineering group.

The thin man in Bisei Garden accidentally contracted a drug, so he betrayed Qingyu to his opponent in the Yanhuang Group because the other party was able to provide him with high-purity drugs to relieve his addiction.

In the end, the 23-year-old Qingyu refused to disclose the core technology of the smart team, which led to anger at home and tortured him to death.

At this moment, after listening to Liuyun's explanation, Li Qiao thought of Huizi inadvertently.

They are all the same young and equally good.

Li Qiao has dark eyes and a deep tone, "It sounds like the man in the green garden is more damn."

At this moment, Liuyun sneered, "Even if he wants to die, it won't be that easy."

Li Qiao couldn't help raising her eyebrows, her eyes flashed: "Is it because I was sent to the dark hall?"

The day she first met, she had heard of this place from Shang Yu.

When the words were over, Liu Yun's expression changed slightly, and he walked a few steps before facing the door of the room not far away, saying: "Miss Li, the room is here."

Li Qiao didn't say a word, looked at Liuyun, and paced forward and opened the door.

Where is the dark hall?

It's really mysterious to change the color of Liuyun.

……

Half an hour later, Li Qiao walked out of the guest room's shower room with a bath towel.

She wiped her hair and picked up her phone. There were two missed calls, both of which were from her brother Mo Qi.

Li Qiao dropped the towel on the sofa and called back to Mo Qi.

"Xiao Li, where have you been? The servant in the other hall said you left early and it was still raining. Is there anything important?" Mo Qi's tone was slightly nervous from the receiver.

Li Qiao wiped off the drops of water on her chin with the back of her hand, and faintly replied: "There is something really wrong, you can help me talk to the teacher, and I will see him another day."

Mo Qi was quiet for a few seconds, then he nodded indifferently, "Okay, then you pay attention to your own safety. Also, the teacher asked me to tell you that if you want to start everything, it's no big deal. It's better to live well than anything else."

"Um, well, I'm hanging up."

Li Qiao put down the phone, her eyes fell on the light gray wall opposite, she tugged at the corner of her mouth, and continued to wipe her hair.

When her hair was half dry, Li Qiao put on her clothes and went downstairs.

In the living room, Shang Yu is wearing simple and comfortable gray home clothes, sitting on the sofa with his legs folded and talking on the phone.

Hearing the sound of Qingqian footsteps, he glanced lightly from the outside, said "this is the first" and put down the phone.

"Why didn't you change your clothes?" Shang Yu asked as Li Qiao was still dressed in black and black pants.

Li Qiao came to him indifferently, and when he took the seat, he raised his legs casually, and said calmly: "The clothes are in the management center, and I didn't bring them up the mountain."

Hearing the sound, Shang Yu twisted his fingertips, leaned over and took his mobile phone, and picked up the cigarette case on the side, staring at her, "What brand of clothes do I usually wear? I'll let someone bring it."

Li Qiao's eyes flashed. Just about to say that it was too troublesome, he saw the man lighting a thin cigar in his hand, through a thin layer of smoke, and added: "There are usually few people here and there are no women's clothing. If it’s not too much trouble, you can also ask Liuyun to accompany you back to the management center for a trip."

There are no words for women's clothing, and it rushes into Li Qiao's ears. She lowered her eyelashes, covered the waves in her eyes, and smiled: "No, I'm not so squeamish."