Outright Favoritism Chapter 609: : Qiaoqiao, don’t lie to me

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Li Qiao lowered her head and fiddled with her nails, and replied insincerely: "Mrs. Xiao is right. If she can be as feminine and soft as you, maybe she won't have trouble."

Li Qiao replied to Ming Dailan with the same pun.

For a time, the wind is surging.

Ming Dailan's index finger covered the corners of her lips and smiled softly, her curved, beautiful eyes filled with appreciation, and she looked at Li Qiao and nodded: "Little girl, you are a bit wise and have a good mind. But I am puzzled, why? If you want to choose him, you are not afraid that in the dead of night, he will take a butcher knife and kill you?"

Look, as a mother, Ming Dailan stood upright in front of her bodyguard and Li Qiao, trying to slander her son as much as possible.

For the long-term indoctrination, no matter how strong the psychology is, it is impossible to escape distortion.

At this time, Li Qiao's eyes lightly fell on Shang Yu's body. She smiled, raised her eyelids to Ming Dailan, and asked indifferently: "How did Mrs. Xiao know that he wouldn't put it down for me... Butcher knife?"

Put down the four words butcher knife, throwing the ground with a sound and majestic momentum.

Li Qiao never knew how to give Shang Yu a sense of security and dependence.

But now, she understands.

If he picks up the butcher knife, she will accompany him into the devil.

If he puts down the butcher knife, she will accompany him to Buddhahood.

Even though Ming Dailan is good at attacking her mind, Li Qiao's remarks really frustrated her for a moment.

The courtesy smirk on her face finally gotten away a bit, and she looked at Li Qiao sincerely and said: "Little girl, it is good to be confident, but as an elder, I still advise you not to believe too much. The man’s so-called promise. I think he must have never told you how he killed his brother, right?"

Unable to attack the heart, improve the lure?

Li Qiao brushed her eyebrows with her fingertips, and asked in confusion, "Why do you tell me how important his brother died?"

"Isn't it important?!" Ming Dailan raised her tone slightly, her eyes shot at Shang Yu, "He was cruel, cruel and vicious at the age of sixteen. A child of a few months was killed by him, do you think... …No, important, important?"

Even if Li Qiao was mentally prepared, after all, Ming Dailan's words touched her nerves.

Children of a few months...

Li Qiao rolled her throat, settled all the ups and downs, and looked at Ming Dailan calmly, "It's really not important, because I don't believe it."

"Heh, deceive yourself." Ming Dailan smiled, and sneered with a contempt and disappointment, covering her lips, "You two are really the same."

After the laughter, she slowly stood up, only then did Li Qiao realize that she was tall, at least over 1.7 meters.

The slender and slender figure has a very outstanding temperament. At this age, it can still be called a slender body.

Ming Dailan was with her, her bodyguards immediately supported her from side to side. She took a deep look at Li Qiao, walked around the coffee table and walked outside.

When her figure was about to disappear in the living room, Li Qiao looked ahead and said in a very calm tone: "Mrs. Xiao, are you really happy to hurt your son so much?"

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Li Qiao half-closed her eyelids, and her complex emotions are beyond words. Even when she faces Ming Dailan, she can feel a strong depression. How did Shang Yu come over these years.

He hasn't said a word since she appeared.

Maintaining a rigid sitting posture, even the frequency of blinking is almost invisible.

Li Qiao couldn't help wondering whether her return from this trip would aggravate his condition?

In the quiet mansion, only the fading engine sound reminded them that Ming Dailan had left.

Li Qiao had a lot of doubts in her heart and wanted to ask him, but she was strangely silent.

Until--

The sound of the lighter rang back to her attention.

Li Qiao looked up, the man was lighting a cigarette.

But his hand was shaking so slightly that he couldn't catch fire after pressing it several times.

Li Qiao walked over with a sigh, took the lighter from his hand, pressed it, and the flame popped out.

She guarded the flame and sent it to the man, looking at his brows blocked by the broken hair from top to bottom.

Shang Yu held the cigarette, lowered his head slightly, and took a bite while biting his cigarette holder.

The mist dissipated, blurring his gloomy expression.

Li Qiao put down the lighter and just turned around to sit down, but was caught by her wrist.

Shang Yu held the cigarette in one hand, and held her with the other hand, sliding her apple a few times, and asked her dumbly, "Would you like to go?"

When he asked this sentence, he didn't even look at her.

Li Qiao's heart seemed to be suddenly buried in a needle, painful.

Even if he didn't look up, she could still read a bit of bitterness that she had never felt before from this sentence.

He is the overlord of Nanyang, and the word bitterness has nothing to do with him.

Li Qiao pursed her mouth, inexplicably pantothenic in her eyes. She couldn't speak for a while because she would choke.

In just a few seconds of silence, Shang Yu's hand gradually loosened her wrist, and his thin lips also pulled out a dazed smile, "I will send you."

If Li Qiao wants to leave tonight, he will not stop him.

The man got up and walked out with a cigarette in it.

Li Qiao stared at his still upright back, pulling his lips and asking in a low voice: "Where are you going to send me?"

Shang Yu paused abruptly, his fingers holding the cigarette tightly together. He didn't turn his head, his jaw line moved constantly, "Don't you go?"

"Where are you going? Are you going to push me?!" Li Qiao asked back, clear and natural.

A few words are enough to make Shang Yu understand that she has no plans to leave, and she wants to stay.

The man's breathing became heavy and heavy, and the undulating arc of his chest revealed his anxiety.

He even thought it ridiculous. She heard those stories with her own ears, so she could still accept him from the end?

How many times I have been hiding from the sky, but I don't want her to meet Mrs. Xiao.

He can't even face the past, can she really face it without burden?

Shang Yu never looked back, Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth, walked forward, and took away the burning cigarette **** from his hand, "Why are you standing? Come and sit."

She said as she took his hand and walked back, only to take a half step, Li Qiao was pulled back by a huge pulling force.

The cigarette **** in her hand fell off, and her forehead hit the man's chest.

Li Qiao snorted slightly, stabilized her figure, looked up, startled.

Shang Yu's eyes are very red, and various emotions are mixed in them, no longer deep, revealing everything.

He put his fingers on her cheeks, his eyes were crazy and paranoid possessive, "If you don't leave tonight, there will be no chance again."

Li Qiao nodded, and answered calmly, "Well, I see, don't leave."

This sentence, unlike a promise, defeated Shang Yu's forbearance. He clasped Li Qiao's head with a hoarse voice, "Qiao Qiao, don't lie to me."