Outright Favoritism Chapter 514: : Does the house write your name?

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Li Qiao didn't answer, glanced at the kraft paper bag in his hand, raised his eyebrows, "I can sell it if I don't want to live."

Zong Yue lowered his head and couldn't help laughing.

She said long ago that Qiaoqiao would definitely not accept it.

But Li Jun has been thinking about this, always thinking about returning the house.

Li Jun put the papers on the table, his face was slightly serious, "Qiao Qiao, I asked the secretary to inquire about the house price of Jingwan Villa, starting at 80 million, and the two sets you gave are 150 million. And one hundred and eighty.

If you have the money, keep it for yourself. You can't afford to buy such an expensive villa for your elder brother. Besides, I and Xiaoyue..."

Li Qiao took the herbal tea and asked faintly: "Brother, does the house write your name?"

Li Jun was startled, and subconsciously said: "You didn't write my name?"

Li Qiao looked at him calmly, picked up the paper bag from the table, looked at one of them, and put one of them in front of Zong Yue, "I bought it for my sister-in-law. As for your set Shaoyan gave it to you. If you want to pay it back, go find him."

Li Jun: "..."

When he is so bold, he dare to bargain with his prospective brother-in-law?

This time, before Li Jun could react, Zong Yue was surprised.

She looked at the kraft paper bag in front of her, then looked up at Li Qiao, "Huh? You gave it to me?"

She hadn't opened the documents of the two properties. After all, even the logo on the kraft paper bag was exactly the same. Li Jun looked at it, but the one he read happened to be in his name.

So I think it's all the same.

Li Qiao tilted her head to look at Zong Yue's surprise, and raised her eyebrows confidently, "What's the problem?"

She said so, but Zong Yue didn't know how to answer.

Because she really never thought that Li Qiao would give her a villa so generously.

Not to question her financial resources, but to do so, which made Zong Yue feel a little urge to cry.

She, the little sister-in-law, is really just a cold-hearted face.

Zong Yue's eyes were red, and his fingers grasped the corner of the kraft paper bag, "Why are you giving me such an expensive property."

The Zong family is not short of money, but it is not enough to give away a villa worth hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Is it expensive?" Li Qiao calmly retracted his gaze, took a sip of the herbal tea, "Sister-in-law, keep it, anyway, I will be half Nanyang in the future, in case you quarrel with my eldest brother and want to run away from home If you do, there will be a place to go."

Li Jun: "..."

Zong Yue: "..."

This is really my sister-in-law, the eldest brother I picked up.

In the end, these two properties proved that under Li Qiao's chill eyes, Li Jun still silently retracted it into his briefcase.

Of course he was embarrassed. He thought that both houses were for him, but his sister taught him a lesson.

……

After eating, Zong Yue drove Li Qiao back to the research institute. She looked at the co-pilot and hesitated again and again, but she still said: "Qiao Qiao, thank you."

Li Qiao unfastened the seat belt, opened the car door, stepped out one foot, and turned around, "Sister-in-law, there is no need to talk about two families."

Zong Yue swallowed, holding the steering wheel tightly with her fingers, "I will...when you are not busy, can I come to you often?"

She has no friends in Nanyang, and she really likes this sister-in-law.

Li Qiaoyang nodded, "Of course."

Zong Yue smiled and bent her eyes, like a pair of crescents embedded in her face, "Hmm, then go and work, I'll go home and see my mother."

……

That night, Li Qiao left the research institute at half past nine in the evening, and she was exhausted.

The high-efficiency and high-density concentrated work suddenly relaxes, and I feel tired like a flood.

She rubbed her forehead, and walked out the building with procrastination.

It may be overuse of the brain, and she feels a little headache faintly.

The street lamp outside the building was filled with a thick yellow.

Li Qiao walked to the side of the road with his head supported by one hand. She was full of fatigue. She moved her head step by step, probably because she was unable to concentrate. She kicked her toe on a raised stone brick and almost tripped. inverted.

Li Qiao stabilized her figure and looked back at the stone bricks on the road faintly. From a distance, she seemed to be struggling with a brick.

If it hadn't been for the steady footsteps ahead to attract attention, Stone Brick felt that he might not survive tonight.

Li Qiao drooped her eyes and turned her head, and saw a person walking in the open square in front of the door.

She didn't say a word, stepped forward listlessly, and walked straight into the other's arms.

The man's tall and straight body embraced her and looked down, "Is your feet okay?"

Li Qiao shook her head, as if she didn't even have the strength to speak.

He leaned over to pick her up, and walked into the car without any haste, and then glanced at the raised ground. The stone bricks were terrified at the time.

In the car, Shang Yu put Li Qiao on her lap and rubbed the back of her neck with warm palms, "Tired?"

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead, her voice rustling, "Well, I have done more than 30 test reports."

Normally, the number of reports she made this day is equivalent to the workload of two researchers in two days.

But apart from Lian Zhen, no one knows why Li Qiao suddenly became so desperate.

Furthermore, after reviewing the genetic mutation team, the number of members has changed from eight to twelve.

The number of people has increased, and the research modules have been divided more carefully. She should have been more relaxed than before.

As much as everyone speculated, did Li Qiao work so hard because she was promoted to a mid-level researcher? Want to set an example for them?

Not really.

She just wants to hurry up and finish her work within the shortest time possible, so that she can go to the headquarters of the Medical Union without any worries.

At this time, Shang Yu looked at her tired eyebrows and frowned, and pressed her into his arms, "Don't go tomorrow, rest at home."

Li Qiao leaned on the man's shoulder and responded lowly, "No need."

Shang Yu's thin lips were slightly pursed, and he sighed silently, adjusting her sitting posture to make her lean more comfortable.

As the car drove out of the scientific research institute square, in the quiet car, a man's low voice suddenly sounded, "I will leave Nanyang for a few days tomorrow."

Li Qiao, who was dozing off in his arms, opened her eyelids and raised her eyes to look at him, "How many days?"

"About three or four days." The man bowed his head and looked at her, his Adam's apple rolled and he stole a fragrance from the center of her eyebrows.

Li Qiao said ‘oh’, and then asked: "Where to go?"

Shang Yu remained silent for a few seconds, but chose to tell the truth, "British Empire."

Probably because his head is not clear enough, when it comes to the British Empire, Li Qiao thought of Charles the first time.

Then, the divergent thinking reminded of the female stock god, and then Shang Zonghai.

She blinked and raised a question without any transition, "Did uncle said before that I would like to give me twenty pages of translation documents?"

It's been a long time since their engagement banquet was over. She had been busy before, and she almost forgot about it.