Outright Favoritism Chapter 545: : Pamamu House

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Yun Li shook his head and chuckled: "I guess. If she is willing to say anything, she won't be so tired."

Li Qiao is too affectionate and righteous.

She would rather feel uncomfortable than bring too many negative emotions to the people around her.

But this is her, which makes Yun Li helpless and distressed.

He really hopes that she can learn to rely on others, even if it's not him, whoever is good.

At this time, Shang Yu held his forehead with his fingers, watching Yun Li with an obscure expression, "Don't ask more, she can do whatever she wants."

"Well, the mercenary group has nothing to do recently. I plan to stay in Nanyang for a while. Are you okay?" Yun Li asked with a cigarette to his lips, looking at the opposite side through a faint mist.

The man lowered his eyelashes unhurriedly, "It's up to you."

……

At noon, Li Qiao returned to the living room after dinner, and Yun Li had already left the mansion.

Shang Yu took the special medicine she brought over and re-dressed her. There was no sign of inflammation in the wound, but the man's eyebrows were still tightly furrowed.

Li Qiao looked down at the dark green brocade box in her hand, her eyes erratic.

Not long after, the man tied a bow on the palm of her hand. Li Qiao glanced at him, then opened the hidden button of the brocade box, and the familiar fragrance of ink came out.

She rubbed the rice paper with black lettering on a white background, turning her head to meet the man's gaze, "Uncle did it by someone today?"

"A week ago."

Hearing this answer, Li Qiao cast a corner of her mouth in surprise.

No wonder there has been nothing, she thought Shang Zonghai regretted it.

Li Qiao grabbed her mind, took out the rice paper and started reading one by one.

Actually, as she thought, the content of translation this time is no longer an analysis and forecast of the stock market.

It's more like a person's autobiography.

Li Qiao finished reading the twenty pages very quickly.

But she was silent longer than every time.

What's recorded here is a...not beautiful but thrilling love story.

Jing Yilan's lover, named Mu Aofan, is the eldest son of Pama's top blue-blooded nobleman, and the first heir in line.

From the initial confrontation between her and Mu Aofan, to the appreciation of each other later, it can be summed up as four words, love and kill each other.

Throughout the story, Jing Yilan tells about her journey of falling in love with Mu Aofan.

Mu Aofan.

Li Qiao transferred the rice paper in her hand to Shang Yu, "Pamamu's house, do you know?"

The man unfolded the rice paper, scanned it from top to bottom, and replied in a deep voice: "I heard it a long time ago."

"Then now..." Li Qiao raised his eyebrows.

Shang Yu put the rice paper back in the brocade box and looked at Li Qiao with a deep look, "It should be there."

The Mu family in the early years was almost the same in Parma.

As the No. 1 nobleman of Parma, his power and position are all top-notch existences.

It is said that the Mu family always controlled more than half of Pama’s rare minerals.

Later, he was wiped out overnight and the Mu family changed hands, and disappeared in Parma within a few years.

However, the original residents of Pama know that the Mu family is still there, but the current ruler has chosen to keep a low profile and avoid the world without revealing his wealth.

As for the reasons for the destruction of the Mu family, almost all of Pama’s existing top family heads are secretive.

Hearing this, Li Qiao sighed quietly, "In other words, the Mu family now is no longer the Mu family they used to be."

The man leaned on the sofa, looked at her thoughtfully, raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "Do you doubt that he has something to do with Mu's family?"

Li Qiao grabbed his fingers in his palms, and curled his lips narrowly, "That's not true, I actually want to know what medicine is sold in my uncle's gourd."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, held her wrist in his backhand and pulled him to his side, "Then?"

"It's nothing then." Li Qiao pressed against the man's shoulder, leaning against him as if boneless.

She rubbed the bow on the gauze with the tip of her left finger, with a calm expression, "The only possibility I can think of is that I am related to the female stock goddess, or...what is the blood relationship."

Hearing this, Shang Yu's eyes sinked, "If there is blood relationship, what are you going to do?"

In his own heart, he absolutely does not want Li Qiao to shoulder the responsibility that shouldn't belong to her.

A family can be destroyed, either the light is too bright to cause a group attack, or the foundation is not stable enough to resist foreign enemies.

No matter what the result is, it shouldn't have anything to do with his pretty.

Li Qiao noticed the sudden change in the man’s body, and she rubbed the back of her head against his shoulder twice, "It depends on how deep the blood relationship is.

I asked my third brother if I was a child of the Li family. He said that when I was born, my whole family was there. "

Speaking, she glanced at Shang Yu, whose eyes were silent, pursed the corner of her mouth, and continued: "I have lived in Li's family since I have a memory.

My parents, brothers, are all my relatives. Even if I am not a child of the Li family, what can I change? "

Li Qiao is absolutely sensible.

It is because she is different from ordinary people's excessive reason, which makes her look a little cold.

She has long realized that she and the female stock goddess are inextricably linked, and she believes that Shang Yu is the same.

Especially in the last translated document, Shang Zonghai directly wrote down the stock account of the female stock god.

This feeling similar to inheritance further confirmed her guess.

Neither the Mu family nor the Jing family, even if there is a sea of ​​blood and deep enmity, it does not mean that she will carry it down without knowing the truth.

She can't express feelings for people and things that have no memory.

Even if these translated documents permeate her a little bit like a long line fishing, but so far, she still doesn't feel much.

This is like a history book, unless it can really affect her emotions, otherwise... to her, everything is just a story.

At that time, Shang Yu looked at her calm and calm posture, and the sharpness between his eyebrows disappeared a bit, "Will check it down?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, raised her lips and smiled, "Of course, we can't give up halfway. Besides, even if I don't check, my uncle will definitely send someone to send the translation files, and I will still read it.

I want to know about the female stock goddess, not what I plan to do.

Since I bought an autobiography for 30 billion, I always have to see what the final outcome is.

You... are you worried that I will act impulsively when I know the truth? "

The man pressed the corners of his lips pretentiously, his warm palms caressed the back of her head, his tone was a little soft, "I do have this worry."

"Not so much." Li Qiao shook her head meaningfully, "Will this autobiography impress me? Even if the truth is what I said, I have the right to choose whether it is not."

She looked up about the female stock goddess, just wanting to know.

In Li Qiao's heart, protecting the people around him now is more important than anything else.