Outright Favoritism Chapter 967: : Who cares about a bastard

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Li Qiaoman casually spoke: "She has other things, don't worry about her."

Forty minutes later, the dinner is over.

It was 8:30 in the night, and the banquet hall was still noisy and lively, and the cup was changed.

Politicians from all over the world gather to make a speech about the country on appropriate occasions, whether for good or for bad, is nothing more than a link in friendship.

As newcomers, Su Moshi and Wu Minmin have temporarily retired.

Li Qiao and others have long since disappeared.

Seven people sit in a room in the Collaborative Hall of the Cabinet Office.

Yin Mo is not there, but there is something more stern.

Su Moshi and Wu Minmin have changed their national dresses, and they wear the rings they just exchanged on their hands. They are right and affectionate.

Li Qiao didn't know what to think, she looked at her fingers inexplicably, they were thin and symmetrical, just bare.

At this time, Shen Qingye bumped her arm, "What do you think? The fourth oldest marriage has just ended, should we get together at night?"

Li Qiao returned to her senses, and her eyes fell on Xia Siyu's body impartially.

The latter immediately raised his hand, "I can."

Injuries are small, but parties are big.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Li Qiao and seemed to be waiting for her to make a decision.

Li Qiao smiled and said, "Then get together."

Wu Minmin's eyes flickered, and he walked up to Li Qiao's pregnant belly, bowed his head and whispered in her ear.

The other people present are not familiar with Wu Minmin. The princess has a bad temper, talks a lot, and is extremely uncomfortable.

I don’t know what Wu Minmin said. Everyone noticed that Li Qiao’s eyes lit up. She tilted her head and raised her eyebrows slightly. "I won’t go tonight, I’ll talk about it another day."

Wu Minmin twitched his lips, "Then don't forget, he is having a hard time now. Didn't you see that he didn't come tonight?"

Li Qiao covered her eyelids with a deep smile, "Well, you should go now."

Wu Minmin smashed her shoulder with a fist, and said pretentiously: "For safety's sake, I suggest you go to the private room of the Cabinet Office to meet."

"Don't worry about it." Li Qiao waved her hand, "Go back."

Wu Minmin snorted, then nodded to say goodbye to the others, and then left the collegiate hall in a blink of an eye.

Su Moshi sent her out, and the two came to the corner. Wu Minmin mysteriously hooked his arms and pulled him aside, "Husband, protect Qiao Qiao, there may be someone who wants to do it tonight." /

"Are you sure?" Su Moshi narrowed his eyes, "Qiao Qiao told you?"

Wu Minmin swallowed, and said to him, "Then you leave it alone, anyway, you protect her, otherwise..."

Before the words were over, Su Moshi stepped forward and clamped her chin playfully, "Leave me alone? Have you reviewed and written it?"

Wu Minmin took a breath, staring up, "What kind of review book do you mention at such a tense moment?"

"It seems that I didn't write it." Su Moshi squinted, pinched her cheek and tugged gently, "The pretty girl is being guarded, so you don't need to worry about it. Go back and write the review book obediently. Don't finish it. I want to go out."

Wu Minmin’s mouth twitched, and it took him a long time to suffocate a sentence, "You didn’t treat me like this before you got married!"

"Then you think..."

Wu Minmin couldn't stand Su Moshi's flirting with her in such a long tone, his heart softened, he drooped his head and nodded, "Well, just write."

Su Moshi had pets hidden in her eyes and patted her on the head, "Go home, go to bed early at night, and arrange for Ada to do it if you have anything to do."

"I see." Wu Minmin held her pregnant belly on tiptoe, "A kiss and I will leave."

Su Moshi had nothing to do with her. He lowered his head and pecked at her lips. The moment his lips and teeth were touching, his voice was smiling, "The review book is no less than three thousand words."

Wu Minmin pushed him away and turned away, and the two words full of resentment floated in the air, "Scumbag."

With a three-thousand-word review book, she might as well go back and draw heavy industry drawings.

......

Twenty minutes later, seven vehicles drove out of the Cabinet House parking lot to the Maine River.

As for the other invited guests, they were all sent back to the hotel where they stayed by the courtesy car.

In the next two days, major politicians from many countries will have a discussion summit for international economic meetings, and the capital will implement martial law on the main streets in the capital.

On the other side, after the seven cars left, Xiao Yehui stood in the parking lot and lit a cigarette.

Behind him is a lined up royal knight, and beside him is the royal princess. The adoration he received is a coveted luxury of others, and it is a cage he wants to escape more than once.

At this moment, Marguerite clapped her hands like an innocent girl and said with emotion, "The seven cars are exactly the same. Drive out to get the wind."

Xiao Yehui's hand shook for a moment, and he looked blankly.

Marguerite ignored the look in his eyes, still standing on tiptoe, looking around, "They are the Seven Frontiers, I really envy them."

"You don't need to be envious." Xiao Yehui's throat rolls, his eyes are ironic, "The Seven Frontiers have long ceased to exist."

Marguerite blinked her big deep eyes, tilted her head and asked: "Is that the number one in the border? The sixth or the fifth?"

Xiao Yehui has a throat, and the smoke is like lungs, making his eye sockets scarlet.

Marguerite said: "You are so strange, you are envious if you are envious, why do you say cold words."

Does he need to talk coldly?

The Seven Frontiers, that was once his belonging.

Now, I can only stand in place as an outsider and watch them go away.

It is said that living together and dying together is now more and more like a joke.

For them, he is no different from strangers.

After another thought, Xiao Yehui took a hard cigarette and laughed particularly ironically, what he wanted the difference to do.

They have never considered his difficulties, never put themselves in the position for his sake, and the beginning of the confrontation is bound to end with a confrontation.

Xiao Yehui lightly lit a cigarette, and the warmth in his eyes was replaced by a touch of determination. He dropped the cigarette **** on the ground, staring at Marguerite, and said coldly, "I will let you take you back."

"Okay." Margaret was anxious to stay away from him, took a step, and then asked, "Aren't you going back?"

Xiao Yehui looked at a certain direction with a low smile, "Is the princess caring about me?"

Marguerite smiled and waved, "Good night."

No one cares about my mother, who cares about a bastard? !

......

The night is thick, and the hustle and bustle of the Cabinet House ends, and only the waiters are left to clean the scene.

Everything that should go is gone, except He Chen.

He walked aimlessly near the promenade, bypassing the path, through the flowers, and finally stopped by the decorated Buddha hall.

It's quiet all around, and someone is whispering behind the temple.

"Mom, what I said is true, don't you believe it?"

The sound of sobbing came along with her questioning. The other party seemed to be unbelievable and kept repeating: "How could this be, how could this be..."

"Mom, believe it or not, this is true. You listen to me, go to the airport soon and return to the British Empire overnight. Don't stay in Burma, otherwise it will be very dangerous."