Outright Favoritism Chapter 1025: : Qiao·Mansion

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At nine o'clock in the night, a row of convoys drove slowly in the round-island townhouse area two blocks away from Li's villa.

A European-style fountain is erected at the entrance of the villa, surrounded by colorful night lights.

Not long after, the convoy stopped near the fountain, and Shang Yu led Li Qiao to get out of the car. The lights fell on each other's faces, and the outline became more three-dimensional.

Li Qiao looked around, sniffing the fragrance of green grass floating in the air, and after a flash of light, she noticed a huge rock covered with red silk next to it.

Shang Yu pocketed with one hand, a long and upright posture, he bent his index finger across Li Qiao's cheek, and said with a deep and honest voice: "Don't want to open it?"

Li Qiao guessed what, and found it incredible.

This area of ​​villas around the island is located near the business district in the city center, and it's not an exaggeration to say that an inch of land is too expensive.

She heard a long time ago that this is going to be a top-level wealthy district, but nothing has been progressing for a long time.

Shang Yu brought her here, maybe he bought her a villa here as a gift?

Li Qiao looked at the man with a smile, then let go of his hand, and walked up to the red silk-covered boulder, "When was this place built? Which one did you buy?"

Zhufeng and Mochizuki, hidden in the grass in the distance, looked at each other, and couldn't help but shed bitter tears for each other.

Madam really likes to joke.

While speaking, Li Qiao was already standing in front of a boulder higher than her. She looked back at the man standing in the light again, pursing her lips, and raising her hand to lift the red silk.

Three characters are carved on the boulder.

Qiao·Mansion

Li Qiao was startled.

It's not a villa around the island, nor other meaningful names, but Qiao·Mansion.

It belongs to her mansion.

Li Qiao stared at the three words painted with gold lacquer without blinking, and her heart was hot.

Suddenly, with a warm back, Shang Yu hugged her from behind, and a warm breath came from behind his ears, "Happy birthday."

Li Qiao released her finger, and the red silk fell to the ground.

She rolled her throat, her voice hoarse, "When did you prepare?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, his jaw was close to her cheek, "The night I left from the island."

Li Qiao took a deep breath, turned around from his arms and looked up at each other, "Reason?"

Shang Yu looked down slightly, around her waist, with a particularly gentle gaze, "Qiao·Mansion has seven villas. Drive to Li’s house for five minutes. I will stay here with you in the future. Who do you want to do? It's up to you."

He gave her plenty of space and freedom, allowing her to do whatever she wanted in her pretty mansion.

Li Qiao, who values ​​love and righteousness, cannot be bound by him.

Qiao·Mansion is his sincerity and promise to her.

Li Qiao's vision is a bit blurred, she turned her face away, and said dumbly: "Where do we live?"

"You choose." Shang Yu's palm rested impartially on her raised belly, and gestured towards the unlit place behind: "There is another building behind for him."

The implication is that the little cub has a villa, and his beautiful mother has seven.

As soon as the voice settled, Li Qiao whispered, she raised her eyes steeply to look at Shang Yu, with a surprise in her eyes, "Did you feel it?"

The little cub moved again.

Shang Yu’s Adam’s apple slipped, feeling the afterrhythm of the light beating under his palm, and raised his thin lips intriguingly, "Is he...I don’t like it?"

Li Qiao stretched out her hand to cover the back of the man's hand, and couldn't help but hold her pregnant belly, "Then wait for him to grow up and let him choose."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows silently, his eyes narrowed, "If you don't like it, Nanyang Mansion will leave it to him."

Li Qiao's belly was kicked again.

The couple's eyes met, and they agreed very tacitly that the little cub wanted Nanyang Mansion.

……

In less than an hour, after Li Qiao and Shang Yu visited the building of Qiao·Mansion, they prepared to return to the mansion.

This place has just been built. Even if it uses top environmentally friendly formaldehyde-free materials, Shang Yu is not at ease. After discussing with Li Qiao, he plans to move in after the wedding.

After the convoy left, Chaifen and Mochizuki came out limping out of the grass.

No injury, just a numb leg.

Zhufeng wears a red helmet on his head, looks at the dressing of his contractor, and sighs, "Let's go, the house of Xiaoyan has not been completed. There are still two and a half months, and it is estimated to be completed.

God knows how much financial and material resources Yanhuang Group has spent in order to take this land and build a villa.

The bodyguards of the mansion were all pulled over to carry bricks and concrete, and they were so **** good.

Mochizuki squinted at the clearing behind, thought about it, and remembered one thing, "Did the boss let us build another training hall before?"

"It seems to be." Chasing took off the helmet on top of his head and patted twice, "And...the training equipment must be the smallest."

After that, the two looked at each other, their eyes filled with deep sympathy.

Understood, the training hall is for Master Xiao Yan.

Mochizuki gave a thumbs up silently, "The boss is really a real father."

Chasing the wind looked up at the sky, and sighed from the bottom of his heart, "Fortunately, he is just my boss, not my father..."

Master Xiao Yan is too difficult.

Not yet born, the training hall has been arranged.

……

Back to the mansion, Li Qiao couldn't wait to continue to open the present.

Twenty-two exquisite gift boxes have been placed on the coffee table. Li Qiao took a drink and picked up the smallest box and gently opened the ribbon.

Shang Yu sat beside her with his legs crossed, his deep eyes fell on her, as if he couldn't see enough.

Li Qiao guessed that it might be a variety of exquisite and expensive gifts, but as the lid opened, she was a little surprised by the contents.

It was a pair of baby silver bracelets. They were put in a plastic bag. They didn't look like new, but they were well preserved.

Li Qiao picked up the bracelet and shook it. The crisp sound of bells broke the quiet atmosphere in the living room.

She thought of something, she looked sideways at Shang Yu, "Is this the little bracelet you wore?"

The man lowered his eyelids and licked his lips in a deep voice, "Well, my favorite thing when I was one year old."

Li Qiao suddenly felt that this little bracelet was worth a lot of gold.

She looked at the other twenty-one gift boxes again, and suddenly remembered a sentence: I give myself to you, together with my favorite things at each stage, all belong to you.

Li Qiao retracted her gaze and looked at the wall in front of her, her eyes sore.

The second gift box is a shiny jade pendant. Li Qiao touched the red string in the plastic bag. She could even imagine Shang Yu as a child running in the old house wearing it.

The third gift box is an old-fashioned copybook. The handwriting is not neat and tidy. It is the beginning of Shang Yu's learning and practicing calligraphy.

The fourth...the fifth...each one is the favorite thing that has been collected for many years and belonged to Shang Yu at that stage.

There are 22 gift boxes in total, but starting from the sixteenth gift box, there is nothing in it.