Outright Favoritism Chapter 888: : Opportunity

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Li Qiao lazily raised her eyelids and stared at Silo in the video, "Are you in... the sky?"

Silo: "..." God is in the heavens.

She flipped the camera and aimed at the night outside the car, "Ferris wheel!"

"Oh." Li Qiao replied and continued the previous topic, "Everyone has been killed, what is it to kill a dog."

Siluo turned back to the front camera and echoed repeatedly, "Yes, yes, the one in your family is not even a massacre. But the problem now is that he has the title of archbishop, and he can do these things secretly. It is absolutely not allowed on the surface.

What do you think, and are there any good countermeasures? If not, I have to hang up. "

Li Qiaoyun was calm and gentle, "What anxious."

"You nonsense, can I not be in a hurry?" Silo is still wearing hot pants, her slender leg is on the armrest on the side of the car, "If this matter is not resolved, the archbishop's staff will be all Will be implicated, and I will bear the brunt."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows without a smile, "Not so much."

Siluo squinted thoughtfully, and shook her mobile phone, "Look at you like this, do you have a countermeasure?"

"Well, that's it."

Li Qiao supported her chin with one hand, and gave an intriguing faint smile.

Si Luo didn't understand, and didn't bother to delve into it. Turning to look down at the night view under the Ferris wheel, she sighed softly: "This trick is too shameful, and I don't know who to learn from..."

Si Luo stopped speaking before the voice was over.

This trick is not only for negative loss, but also very familiar.

Li Qiao has been using the British Emperor Times to export the scandal of the Childman family to the public for a while.

Siluo curled her lips and turned her gaze back to look at the screen, "Okay, I don't think you are affected at all. Fortunately, my brother's stupid lack is still anxious for you, so hang up."

The two hung up, Li Qiao stretched her eyebrows slowly, and looked at the time. It was already 12:30 in the night.

She turned off the computer and walked out of the laboratory. The mansion immersed in the night looked extremely quiet.

As soon as Li Qiao returned to the living room, Bai Yan called again.

The incident of Shang Yu had a great influence on the British emperor's homeland. It was daytime there, and public opinion was fermenting extremely fast.

On the phone, Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his voice hoarse, "What's the matter? This kind of news can also be sent, the Xiao family's skills are poor?"

"Who knows." Li Qiao casually leaned on the armrest of the sofa, bowed her head playing with the ties of her dressing gown, and couldn't help but yawn.

Bai Yan was silent for a few seconds, "What do you want to do? I have checked it. It is a message from the Global News Agency. There is no clear evidence yet, and it is estimated that there is a future."

Li Qiao raised her head and blinked, smiling lightly, "Maybe or not."

"Speaking of people."

Li Qiao said, "If it is you, will you come out as a gimmick with unproven things?"

Bai Yan didn't hesitate, "That's something stupid can do."

"So, this is not dead and unmatched." Li Qiao folded her legs, and the old **** said: "He wants to kill two birds with one stone, so he can test it by the way."

Bai Yan sneered coldly, "The first bird is your master Yan, who is the second?"

"Mingdailan."

Li Qiao cleared her throat. It may be that the phone call was too long and her throat was a little dry. She got up and poured water and warned Bai Yan, "You don't take action, just wait and see the changes."

Bai Yan sullen his face and muttered: "Still watching the changes? If Shang Shaoyan's reputation is ruined, I will definitely ask you for compensation."

"He has a much better reputation than you."

Bai Yan listened to the disconnection tone on the phone, cursed a sentence, touched a cigarette from the bed, and couldn't help but start to reflect. His reputation is worse than Shang Shaoyan?

Bullshit bullshit.

……

At one point in the night, Li Qiao appeared downstairs at Yanhuang's headquarters.

She got out of the car and stepped on the thin snow on the ground. When she looked up, a few snowflakes fell with the wind and it snowed again.

Li Qiao came by herself, because she went out in the evening because of the rain.

She looked at the brightly lit Yanhuang Building, and just about to walk in with her feet raised, a bunch of car lights just lit up at the exit of the parking lot next to it.

Li Qiao paused, listening to the engine car from far and near, standing in the snow and staring intently.

The commercial vehicle drove out slowly, Xu Ye saw Li Qiao, the body stopped suddenly, and slid out deep ruts in the snow.

The automatic door opened, and Shang Yu leaned out all over his body.

Under the street lamp, the snow fell into a mottled broken shadow.

Shang Yu put on a coat and strode towards Li Qiao, "When did you come? Why didn't you sleep well at home?"

A few snowflakes hung on Li Qiao's head, she smiled slightly, and asked instead, "Just finished?"

The man made a gesture to take off the coat on his shoulders, but Li Qiao held on to his movements, "It's not cold."

"Come to me on purpose?" Shang Yu brushed the snow flakes from the tips of her hair. The color of her pupils was very dark, and it was a thick consistency that could not be turned off even if the light was melted.

Li Qiao pulled down his hand and glanced at the empty road in front of him, "It's snowing, walk with me?"

Shang Yu lifted his thin lips, a little helpless loomed in the bottom of his eyes, "I didn't sleep at night, just to go for a walk?"

"It's fun." Li Qiao took his hand, and the joints crossed his fingers, "Let's go."

Shang Yu has always had no bottom line to indulge her. Fortunately, it is snowy and not cold.

Street lights stretched their silhouettes obliquely, snow flakes, and commercial cars and Mercedes-Benz cars followed them at low speeds to **** them.

The two walked quietly for a few meters. Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu sideways and slowed down, "Is the matter finished?"

The man clasped her five fingers, his lip curled and his eyelashes drooped, "Well, almost."

Li Qiao watched his handsome face unblinkingly, still sharp, unruly, and seemingly unaffected.

Xu was because her eyes were too hot, the man turned sideways to her, with a faint smile on his lips, "Why look at me like this?"

A piece of snow fell on Li Qiao’s eyelashes. She blinked and raised her eyebrows arbitrarily, "See if you will be affected."

Even if Ming Dailan's influence on Shangyu is not as good as before, it doesn't mean there is no such thing.

To completely untie the knots of many years, we still need an opportunity.

This time, it happened to be the beginning.

Shang Yu's low eyes met her eyes, the curvature of her lips gradually deepened, "News of the British Emperor?"

"Hmm." Li Qiao faced his question directly, every word Zhuji, "What happened back then has nothing to do with you."

Next, she succinctly told the truth about eleven years ago.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, filling up their footprints along the way.

Shang Yu was silent for a long time, with dark shadows in his eyes.

He slid his Adam's apple, took her hand to his lips and lowered his head and kissed him, "No one can influence me except you."

Li Qiao thought, and the gurgling heat spread across her limbs. She turned her face away and was silent for two seconds before pulling her lips and saying, "Why don't you go home? Carrying out the scandal behind me?"

At this time, Shang Yu's warm fingers crossed her face, his lips filled with laughter, "Think I'm dealing with the British Emperor?"