Outright Favoritism Chapter 889: : You continue, I can still wait

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Isn't it?

A trace of doubt appeared in Li Qiao's eyes. At this moment, the door of a business car that had been waiting for a long time approached slowly.

As the automatic door opened, He Chen sat down beside the window in the carriage.

He held his forehead with one hand and raised his eyelids lazily, "You continue, I can wait."

Li Qiao: "..."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu, as if waiting for him to answer.

The man bent his lips and brushed the falling snow from her shoulders, "I am really busy, helping Qiuhuan deal with some troubles in the south of the city."

Qiuhuan...

Li Qiao was stunned. It's no wonder that I haven't heard from him for so long, because it turned out to be in trouble.

She glanced at the carriage again and faintly saw a vague figure.

At this moment, He Chen put his coat together and changed his position, looking out of the car in a chilly manner, "If you two plan to go back, I will close the door."

I'm an old husband and wife, and they are still in love with each other.

Li Qiao looked at He Chen lightly, then lifted her foot to the car door.

Seeing this, He Chen leaned back in his chair and sighed with relief, "Sisters and younger brothers understand..."

"Bang——"

He Chen didn't finish speaking, the automatic door was closed by Li Qiao with brute force.

Qiu Huan, who slept in the back seat, groaned twice, and fell asleep again.

He Chen took out his ears and looked at Liuyun in the rearview mirror, "Your wife's temper has changed."

Outside the car, Li Qiao slammed the door and turned back to Shang Yu, holding his hand to continue walking along the road.

The snowy night is not cold, and the street is quiet as if you can hear the sound of falling snow.

Li Qiao was very interested and took Shang Yu to stroll in the snow. "You already knew that there was something hidden in the past?"

"It's not too early." The man looked sideways at Li Qiao's cheek buried in the scarf, "The first time you went to Feicheng."

Li Qiao paused, her eyes flashed, "Oh..."

Yes, with He Chen, there are many things that can't be kept from him.

About ten minutes later, the snow fell and heavier, Li Qiao's nose turned red, Shang Yu took her shoulders, and whispered: "Get in the car and go home, eh?"

"Good."

……

Back to the mansion, it was almost three o'clock in the night.

Li Qiao fell asleep in the car. Qiu Huan was sent home by Liuyun. He Chen followed to the mansion, found a guest room familiarly, and went to sleep by herself.

In the living room, Luoyu and Mochizuki stood near the coffee table. The two occasionally exchanged sights, but neither of them spoke.

After a while, Shang Yu walked down the stairs, and they simultaneously looked sideways and nodded, "Boss."

The man walked to the sofa and sat down with his arms on the back of the chair, closing his eyes and stretching his shoulders, "Say."

Luoyu took a step forward, "The news from the Global News Agency has been on the hot search. There is news from the British Emperor. If you want to withdraw, you may have to go through the approval of the second crown prince."

Shang Yu raised the end of his eyes, his thin lips showed a sharp curve, "No need to withdraw for now."

The falling rain flashed the gods, and he gestured at Mochizuki, as if to say ‘it’s you’re here.

Mochizuki's throat was undulating, and his expression was slightly tangled. Three seconds later, he said solemnly: "Boss, I...I'm fine."

Luoyu: "???"

Shang Yu narrowed his cold eyes, staring at Mochizuki's pretentious calm expression, and said in a deep voice: "Go down."

"Ok, boss."

Mochizuki turned around and left, Luoyu bent over and hurriedly followed his footsteps.

At the entrance, Luoyu grabbed Mochizuki's collar, and his eyes were dangerous, "Are you kidding me?"

If Mochizuki had not threatened to report something to the boss, she wouldn't have come in the middle of the night to report the incident of the British emperor.

Mochizuki's neck was strangled, and he drew back twice with difficulty breathing, "Fuck, let go."

Luo Yu raised his foot and kicked him, Mochizuki hurriedly flashed away, "I didn't fool you, I just don't know how to tell the boss."

"What the **** is going on?"

Luo Yu has a bad temper, except for being slightly gentle in front of Li Qiao, he is no different from a rough guy in normal times.

Mochizuki dodges her attack and sneered: "It's nothing serious, just that Hongke recently tracked down some of the movements of his wife. I originally wanted to report it to the boss, but I thought about it later...

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows in time, "Reason?"

Mochizuki tidyed up his collar, and the brothers put his arms around Luo Yu's shoulders, "You are not nonsense, madam is now the head of the family, I will report her affairs casually, it is not unhappy."

Luo Yu smiled, and patted Mochizuki twice, "You know the current affairs than chasing the wind."

The current four assistants are afraid that only the chasing wind can't figure out the situation.

Luo Yu and Mochizuki walked away on their backs, their chattering and laughing gradually drifted away, and Shang Yu, who had not left in the living room, raised his head on the sofa, and silently curled his thin lips.

……

At noon the next day.

Li Qiao didn't get up until eleven o'clock in bed, washed her face, and then swayed to the living room lazily.

"I don't think the third clan is happy to think about Shu, and I don't plan to come back in a short time."

This is what Jin Rong said.

He was standing in front of the French windows looking at the snow-capped Nanyang Mountains outside, his eyes unblinking, like a hillbilly who had never seen the world.

He Chen has an unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his forearm is placed on his forehead, his tone is frivolous, "Who makes him reluctant to think about it? Silo?"

"Yes." Jin Rong leaned against the glass, "I thought Zong Lao San likes innocent girls, he likes mature and older ones."

Siluo is old?

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, came to the sofa and sat down without any haste, "Did you see Shi Luo?"

Jin Rong heard Li Qiao's voice suddenly, and turned around like a kind old father, hesitated coldly and asked warmly, "Wake up? The kitchen is warming up the food, go eat."

He Chen stared at Jin Rong with difficulty, too lazy to talk and watch.

With the same virtue as Feicheng Baiyan, they both use Li Qiao as their daughter's favor, just as if they couldn't give birth.

Li Qiao drooped the corner of her eyes and asked melancholy: "Where is Shao Yan?"

Jin Rong raised his chin out of the window, "I heard that a thief was caught. It is estimated to be tortured."

Li Qiao: "..."

She followed Jin Rong's gaze and didn't believe his explanation at all.

Nanyang Mansion, will enter the thieves?

At this moment, He Chen's phone rang.

He took a look, raised his eyebrows and teased, "Why, it's too snowy to come back?"

Obviously, the person who called is Shang Yu.

I don't know what he said, He Chen narrowed his eyes, put down his long legs and got up and walked out, "Here."

Li Qiao and Jin Rong looked at each other without saying much, and followed them out of the living room in unison.

Under the porch, Jin Rong thought of something. When she turned around, she saw Li Qiao wearing a simple sweater and trousers, with cotton slippers on her feet.

He frowned and pointed to the ground, "Don't come out, wait here."

Li Qiao looked ahead and passed by him quietly.

Jin Rong cursed in a low voice, picked up the cotton boots on the shoe cabinet, took another coat, and ran behind Li Qiao and said, "Qiqi, put on clothes and change shoes."