Outright Favoritism Chapter 722: : One Billion Talk Shows Your Heart

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It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Qiao received a call from Shang Yu.

She got up and went out, and Duan Shuyuan in the living room asked in surprise: "Qiaoqiao, are you not eating at home?"

Li Qiao bends her lips, smiling slightly far-fetched, "No, I'll have something to do in a while."

Duan Shuyuan walked up to her sadly, touched her cheek, and exclaimed earnestly, "No matter how busy you are, don't forget to eat. You have lost weight recently."

"Yes, let's go first, mom."

Duan Shuyuan reluctantly watched her leave, knowing that Li Qiao could not be seen, and then she sighed and retracted her gaze.

……

Outside the door, a few cars were parked beside the boulevard, Shang Yu’s handsome face was exposed from the half-lowered car window, Li Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth, bowed into the car, and hugged silently as soon as she sat firmly. The man who lived next to him.

Front row of clouds and falling rain: "..."

The silent dog food chokes the most.

Li Qiao put her hands around Shang Yu's shoulders, her slightly cool cheeks buried deep in his neck.

For a long time, she whispered: "Mu Aoxian... is still alive."

Shang Yu's powerful arms circled her spine, and after hearing the sound, he darkened his eyes and passed a trace of surprise, "Mu Aofan's younger brother?"

"Hmm." Li Qiao replied, "He is my teacher."

Li Qiao relayed Mu Aoxian's words. At the end of the talk, she lifted her head from the man's arms and ridiculed her tone, "Xiao's ancestor also comes from Pama, so it's no wonder that so many families can join forces."

Not only that, for the previous few hours, Li Qiao had gone through everything in her mind.

Before, she had always wondered why Viscount He wanted to frame Shang Yu for the Presbyterian Church.

After Mu Aoxian's explanation, everything made sense.

What Hejia did was probably inspired by Zellman.

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At this time, Shang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little dangerous dark light, "Xiao Yehui has seen Mu Aoxian?"

Li Qiao shook her head, and answered very simply, "No, except for Achang and Ajie from the seventh team, no one else has seen the teacher."

At the end of the conversation, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, "Do you doubt that Xiao Yehui knows my life experience?"

Shang Yu pressed down his thin lips with a grim expression, "I don't rule out this possibility."

"He didn't know." Li Qiao let go of the man's shoulders, sat down on the back of the chair, and added quietly, "At least I didn't know it back then."

As for now...

Li Qiao don't open her face, her eyebrows are dull where Shang Yu can't see.

The night she and Madam Xiao first met, she guessed that she was Jing Yilan's daughter.

As long as Xiao Hongdao has seen her picture, he must know who she is.

Now, Xiao Yehui, who has returned to the Childman family, will know it sooner or later.

Hostility is inevitable.

……

In late autumn, the Nanyang Mountains surrounding the mansion were stained with a bleak autumn mood.

Li Qiao got out of the car and looked at the familiar building in front of her, pursed her lips, tilted her head to look at Shang Yu, "No news from Feng Yi?"

Counting days, more than a week has passed, and his speed is too slow.

Shang Yu is still wearing a thin shirt, while Li Qiao curls his lips slightly, "Go in and say."

Without thinking, Li Qiao walked into the mansion that had been away for more than a month, and unexpectedly heard the voice of conversation in the living room.

"Your younger siblings are my goddaughters. In terms of seniority, you should call me godfather."

Daughter Li Qiao: "..."

This voice is obviously from Jin Rong, a flower on Wenxi Island.

In a blink of an eye, with a little English accent, the male whisper who is not pure enough pronounced, "Do you want a face?"

Jin Rong sneered, "If you want a face, you won't have a daughter."

With the ridicule of the two, Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked into the living room.

Jin Rong and Feng Yixun raised their eyes, with smiles on their faces, "Oh, are you back?"

Li Qiao nodded. As soon as he sat down, Feng Yi took out a palm-sized envelope from his trousers and placed it on the coffee table. Then he flicked it with his fingertips and said, "Captain Yin asked me to give it to you. ."

Jin Rong squinted, staring at the envelope and raising his eyebrows suspiciously, "This is... a love letter?"

Feng Yi ignored him. Instead, he cocked his legs and stared at Li Qiao, explaining: "I didn't read the content inside. She insisted on handing it over to you personally."

Li Qiao has opened the envelope, looked up at Feng Yi, nodded and thanked, "Trouble."

Feng Yi waved his hand, "It happened to be back to China recently to do something, just by the way."

Jin Rong felt that he was being ignored, and kicked Shang Yu with his legs apart. He had nothing to say, "Pama's matter is resolved?"

"Well, a small matter." The man leaned his head on the back of the chair, his lazy posture was elegant and expensive.

While several men chatted, Li Qiao also finished reading Yin Mo's handwritten letter.

Not much text, but a lot of information.

She can't use any information technology to send messages, she can only write a few words to explain to Li Qiao.

Yun Li is indeed in the Duke's Mansion, and is currently a servant of the racecourse.

Yin Mo expressed strong wishes in the letter, hoping that Li Qiao could find a way to let Yun Li leave.

The last few words, she wrote very hard: I'm here, trust me, let him go.

Li Qiao folded the envelope in half and threw it on the table at random, touching her forehead in thought.

Yun Li went deep into the Duke's Mansion but didn't hurt Xiao Yehui, so what exactly did he want to do?

Li Qiao frowned, picked up the envelope and got upstairs.

At this time, Jin Rong took out the cigarette case from his pocket, handed out two cigarettes, and asked Feng Yi, "You came to Nanyang to deliver the letter?"

Let's make a big fuss.

Feng Yi took the cigarette and brought it to his mouth, touching his cufflinks with his fingers, and pursing his lips earnestly, "Pama makes such a big movement, and I go straight to it to make people suspicious."

Jin Rong smiled lucidly, lighted a cigarette, turned his head and blew out the mist, "The idea of ​​saving the country by curve is good, but you rarely return to China. If you come back suddenly this time, don't be careless."

"I know." Feng Yi glanced at Jin Rong, and said with a low smile: "Otherwise, I don't need to call you over."

Jin Rong's smoking action, before he could speak, he heard the English gentleman's brash words, "My dad will return home for his birthday next month and find him a baby. This is a very good reason, not Huh?"

The location of his treasure hunt is Wenxi Island Warehouse, right?

Jin Rong glared at him coldly, then he looked at Shang Yu and shook his ankle, "Pama, I don’t have many contacts, but it’s okay to add some blockage to the people who trouble you. Of."

The implication is that the eldest brother will help you teach those grandchildren.

After he finished speaking, Feng Yi answered: "I heard that Chenzi is still in Parma, and he will help me get my share. This time the Yanhuang Group stock has plummeted. You want to raise the closing price. It is estimated that I have also invested a lot. I have not had a lot of money recently. I have made a billion in just to show my heart."

Shang Yu leaned on the sofa, raised his eyelids, curled his lips and said, "I came to Nanyang specifically to send money?"

Jin Rong shrugged, biting a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, his tone blurred, "Brothers don't have a lot of other things, but more money. I will help him give Zong Zhan's share. He hasn't been discharged from the army, and Cai is afraid to reveal it. "