Outright Favoritism Chapter 175: : Li Qiao’s entanglement

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It turned out to be a camera!

Li Qiao glanced at the coffee table in the rest area, and she saw the hand case storing the Leica 0 series camera placed on it.

But she still didn't say a word, turned her eyes to look at the computer screen, and began to feel dazed.

Whether to choose a laboratory or Shangyu?

Well, each has its pros and cons, and it's not easy to choose.

At this moment, Qiu Huan touched the wall again and looked at Li Qiao carefully, then lowered his legs, approached Shang Yu, and asked: "What's wrong with her? She is so depressed, the aunt is here?"

Shang Yu's thumb rubbed the porcelain cup in his hand, his deep eyes fixed on Li Qiaoshan's expression, his thick eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he glanced at Qiuhuan, "You should go now."

Qiu Huan: "??"

He looked back and looked at Li Qiao again, his eyes flashed, and he continued to ask unkindly: "It's not like it! Could it be...you two had a fight?"

It's so noisy!

Li Qiao was initially upset, and Qiuhuan's chattering voice kept coming from the office.

The corners of her eyebrows hung impatiently, she closed the laptop with a ‘pop’, got up and walked out.

Qiu Huan was taken aback, watching Li Qiao walking out of the back, as the office door was thrown, he craned his neck and looked through the glass wall, muttering pretentiously: "It's really big Aunt, go to the bathroom."

……

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao left and returned.

In the quiet office, Qiu Huan was gone.

At this time, Shang Yu was still sitting on the sofa, holding a document in his hand, and occasionally flipping his eyes.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep black, but his tone was gentle, "Uncomfortable?"

Li Qiao shook her head step by step, her eyes inevitably drifting, avoiding his eyes deliberately.

Such anomalies are too obvious.

Shang Yu didn't speak again, his eyes were deeply locked in Li Qiao, and the dark shadows under his eyes were surging.

For the next hour, the office was strangely quiet.

Li Qiao absent-mindedly looked at the computer screen, occasionally glanced at the executive desk secretly, and then quickly looked away.

I can’t read it, the more I look, the more reluctant it becomes.

In the past 22 years, Li Qiao has hardly encountered such a tangled moment.

She has a lazy personality, mostly Buddhist.

Before meeting Shang Yu, only biological experimental research and various subjects were her interests.

But after meeting Shang Yu, she was willing to give up the time for the experiment and came to Yanhuang to be a little-known assistant.

Now, the time for recklessness seems to be over.

She will eventually return to the laboratory to continue her job.

However, I haven't waited for his words, nor can I hold hands with him upright.

Leaving Yanhuang like this, there are too many variables.

Li Qiao's eyebrows are filled with irritability, unintentional to work, unintentional to think, counting the time to wait for the end of get off work.

Three seconds...

Two seconds...

One second...

It's time to get off work, and Li Qiao moves the mouse to shut it down. She needs to find a place to sort out her ideas.

Then, the man in front of the executive desk, his deep eyes fixed on Li Qiao, his fingertips touched the table top, his voice was mellow: "Come here."

Li Qiao stopped the computer and turned his head to look at Shang Yu. He thought or got up and walked over, "Yan Ye?"

The man leaned back in the boss chair in a leisurely manner, looking at Li Qiaoran's irritable eyebrows, "Is there something on my mind?"

Hearing the sound, Li Qiao shook her head subconsciously, "No..." When she was halfway through, she shut her mouth again.