Outright Favoritism Chapter 538: : The choice faced by Li Qiao

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In the study room on the third floor of the Earls Court, a full wall of bookcases is filled with classical literature.

The dark red decor of the room is also full of a little seriousness and dullness.

The ceiling lamp in the room is very warm, the light circle covers the people near the sofa, and only the occasional crisp sound can be heard quietly.

That's the sound of the fragments of wine glasses dug out from Li Qiao's palms falling into the tray.

At this time, Shang Yu knelt on one knee, half-hanging his head, holding Li Qiao's right hand with one hand, and holding the tweezers, he swept away the flesh and looked for the debris buried in it.

The man's short hair hung over his forehead, blocking his hazy eyes.

He seems to be controlling his force very carefully, but the back of his hand holding the tweezers is already showing a blue vein.

Li Qiao didn't speak, she sat quietly, even if her palm was bloody, she didn't say a word.

She looked at the bookcase opposite, motionless, as if the pause button had been pressed.

For her, the real disappointment and sadness have always been silent.

Ten minutes later, Shang Yu bandaged her fleshy palms, and a layer of fine sweat spread on her smooth forehead.

The emotions of the two of them seemed to be tense to the extreme, but no one spoke to break the silence in the room.

Shang Yu still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee, gently stroking Li Qiao's cold fingertips with his warm fingers.

His eyes fell on her left wrist, and the watch was gone.

But in the red guest system these days, the positioning of that watch is still active in Yuncheng.

That's why he didn't expect that Li Qiao would return to the British Emperor again, and it seemed that he would change his status.

I don't know how long it took, Shang Yu pursed his lips, his apple continued to slide, and it took a long time to speak dumbly: "You blame me?"

Li Qiao's gaze moved sluggishly to the man's face as she stared ahead, and also ran into his dark and obscure eyes.

She curled her lips and shook her head very slowly.

What is he to blame?

Blame him for not telling himself the identity of Xiao Yehui in advance?

How should he say such things?

Just like her own feelings right now, how should she tell Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu that the person who slapped them secretly was probably the big brother Xiao Yehui who had sprinkled blood for them.

Even if I said it, Shen Qingye would probably think she was a fool, and Xia Xia would think she was wicked.

There are some things that you can’t speak out.

Shang Yu also has this situation and concerns.

At this time, the figure of the man kneeling and Li Qiao's gaze coincided with each other. He squeezed her finger lightly, his eyes deep, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can blame me."

Li Qiao shook her head again, and then dropped her eyelids.

Shang Yu's lip line gradually straightened, and her jaw was lifted, her handsome face was stern, "Then you say something, huh?"

His movements forced Li Qiao to face him.

The warm color of the light is reflected in the eyes of both people, but people can't feel any warmth.

Li Qiao licked the corners of her dry mouth, frowning, her tone of unconscious coquetry and grievance, "Hands hurt..."

It hurts.

At the moment when she frowned, Shang Yu's heart suddenly tightened, and then when she heard her cry of pain, he stood up and hugged her, "Go to the hospital."

She has such a strong character that she can cry, and men don't have any extra energy to think about other things.

"No need." Li Qiao raised his intact left hand to stop his movement. Without much effort, she pulled the man's arm to her side, "Hold for a while."

Shang Yu's body was slightly stiff, he carefully hooked her shoulders after seated, and took her into his arms with very gentle force.

He didn't dare to use any force, as if he could break her to pieces once he applied force.

Tonight Li Qiao is covered in fragility he has never seen before.

Li Qiao naturally didn't know Shang Yu's true thoughts, but felt that the hug was too shallow and not intimate enough, so she didn't disable her shoulders and pushed him, "Do you use a little energy?"

The man's eyes trembled, and the complex emotions mingled in his chest dissipated a lot in an instant.

He lowered his head and saw her raising her eyebrows as if waiting for him to exert force, and finally lifted her thin lips and pressed her in his arms with strong force.

Li Qiao was comfortable, and Shang Yu sighed as if relieved.

"Are you afraid of the pain now?" The man's angular jaw rests on top of her head, his arms warm and strong.

Li Qiao was bored in his arms, sniffing the ebony incense that belonged to him, and the heavy mood healed a lot.

She put her face to his chest, and said in a whisper: "The pain in the hands is not the pain in the body."

The words fell, and there was another silent silence.

Some things cannot be avoided. After Li Qiao sorted out his emotions, she leaned back a little later and stretched a moderate distance. "When did you know that he was Xiao Yehui's?"

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips and looked away from the window, "I had doubts before, but it was confirmed after your eldest brother's wedding reception that the person who gave you the gift money in the surveillance is Xiao Yeyan's daily hired bodyguard. "

Li Qiao opened her mouth, "Second Childman?"

"Yeah." The man replied solemnly, "The gift money should be Xiao Yeyan's handwriting. He and Xiao Yehui are half-parents."

Listening to Shang Yu's statement, Li Qiao finally had a clearer understanding of the Childman family.

Xiao Yehui's mother was the duchess whom Ming Media was marrying, and he himself was the eldest son of the duke's family.

As for Xiao Yeyan, the duke’s romantic debt outside the family, he was taken back to the family only after the death of his biological mother.

No wonder she didn't see any similarities between Xiao Yeyan and Xiao Yehui at the beginning. His face comparable to a comic book character was so perfect that he couldn't even spot any flaws.

If he followed his mother's appearance more, then his biological mother must also be beautiful, so that the Duke of Zellman derailed and fell under her pomegranate skirt, perhaps also justified.

After all, after the implementation of monogamy, the British aristocracy and even members of the royal family raised their lovers outside, which is also one of their identity symbols.

But soon, Shang Yu revealed another message that the relationship between the two brothers is not harmonious and they are in harmony.

Hearing this, Li Qiao suddenly had a strange thought, "Did Xiao Yeyan intentionally let me know that Huizi is still alive?"

The man's generous palms stroked the top of her head, and he nodded coldly, "It's very likely."

It's just that Xiao Yeyan was seriously injured by him in Nanyang later, and there was no chance to make another move for the time being.

……

At the same time, outside the study, Feng Yi was smoking a cigarette against the window sill in the corridor.

Ryuyun and Mochizuki with expressionless faces stood beside him.

Shang Yu and Li Qiao have been in for twenty minutes, but they have never come out.

Feng Yi found it ridiculous, even funny.

If he hadn't asked his own noble Cavaliers team, he would never have thought that Li Qiao and Duke Childman were old acquaintances.

Thinking about this, Feng Yi took another puff of cigarette suddenly, feeling a sense of powerlessness.

The Zellman family and the Parma Shang family have been enemies for many years.

As Shaoyan's girlfriend, Li Qiao will face too many choices in the future.

Feng Yi bit his cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket to make a call.