Outright Favoritism Chapter 228: : The shape of the collarbone is really nice
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The time came to three o'clock in the afternoon, and Shang Yu was temporarily called away by Liu Yun. It is said that there is an important international video conference that he needs to attend.
Li Qiao lay alone on the sofa in the office, staring at the previous workbench. After a while, she squinted and got up and walked over.
The desk also contains the computer she used during her internship.
Li Qiao took the seat and turned it on. The picture that came into view was still her favorite picture of the universe and stars.
She bends her lips inadvertently, glances at Shang Yu's executive desk, and smiles deeper.
At this moment, the phone on hand rang.
Li Qiao took a look and answered casually, "Uncle Zong."
Uncle Zong is the private auction housekeeper arranged to Li Qiao by the Venus Auction House, and is usually responsible for her various auctions in Venus.
In the earpiece, Uncle Zong said respectfully: "Miss, the invitation letter for the auction has been delivered to Yashu Garden, and it will start on time in the Venus Hall at 8 PM on Friday the next day."
"Well, I got it."
Hang up the phone, Li Qiao was slightly concentrating. She was a little looking forward to its performance at the Venus auction for the three-time unsold "Autobiography of the Stock God".
For the next twenty minutes, Li Qiao had been sitting in front of the computer busy, and occasionally messages came from her mobile phone. She took the time to glance, but she didn't look closely.
With her finger tapping the carriage return lightly, Shang Fu's personal information is also fully presented in front of her eyes.
Shang Fu, 29 years old, born in the Pama Shang family, beauty queen, top financial analyst, member of the International Association...
Li Qiao rubbed her chin with her fingers, her expression seemed to be smiling.
From the name, Shang Fu does have some capital.
However, she is actually a member of the International Association.
Li Qiao stared at the three words ‘International Meeting’ with interest. After a few seconds, the computer screen flashed, and all of Shang Fu’s personal information was shattered by the counterattack.
Seeing this scene, Li Qiao resignedly withdrew from the attack system, and then sent a WeChat message to Li Shaoquan, asking him to block subsequent anti-tracking troubles.
Li Shaoquan, who was kneeling away at home, limped and scolded and got into his father's study.
No way, he must deal with the trouble caused by the father of the funder.
Because every time this father exposed traces on the Internet, he used his account, Li Shaoquan wanted to cry without tears.
……
As the evening approaches, Shang Yu returns to the office after the meeting.
He entered the door and looked at the rest area. He didn't see Li Qiao's figure. After a blink of his eyes, he found the girl lying on the desk, seeming to be asleep.
The man's thin lips were slightly sideways, and Xianting walked up to her, with one hand in his pocket, leaning over and looking at her cheek.
Xu Shi’s experimental work over the past few days is too heavy, and the girl’s thick eyelashes are covered with light shadows.
The publicity between the eyebrows and eyes, in the deep sleep, is less vivid than usual, and more peaceful and quiet.
A few seconds later, Li Qiao's eyelashes trembled lightly, and the gaze from above aroused her alertness.
She opened her eyes, her gaze curled in a blur, and when she raised her head, she ran into Shang Yu's deep, smiling gaze.
"Um..." Li Qiao lazily got up from the table, her forehead knocked in the man's arms when she tilted her body, "The meeting is over?"
Shang Yu's broad palms embraced her shoulders, and looked down at the small head rubbing in his arms. His voice was magnetic and gentle, "I've been waiting for a long time."
Li Qiao, who just woke up, is still not sober.
Especially the continuous sunset glow outside the window, reflected in the office, softens the black and white decoration style, and makes it even more drowsy.
Li Qiao was buried in his arms, rubbing his forehead, his breath was full of ebony fragrance on his body, and it felt very solid.
Slowly, she raised her head, looked at Shang Yu's handsome face, and smiled lightly, "Master Yan, I'm hungry."
"What do you want to eat?" At this moment, the man stepped back a little later, propped her chair armrest with one hand, and bent down to meet Li Qiao's eyes.
The two cheeks were close at hand, Li Qiao blinked, and as she wandered her eyes, she accidentally landed on Shang Yu's shirt collar.
The action of his bending over caused the collar to open, and the wheat-colored chest and **** collarbone unexpectedly came into view.
Li Qiao discovered that the shape of Shang Yu's collarbone was really beautiful.
Good to see... She touched it inadvertently.
I want to try it for no apparent reason. What does the smoothly curved collarbone feel like.
Then, his hand was caught, "What are you doing? Huh?"
The man squinted his eyes and opened his voice in a low voice, and the soft ending tone made Li Qiao's eyelids jump.
She regained a sense of reason, looked at her grasped fingers, calmly raised her eyes: "You have a piece of soot here."
At this moment, a very faint smile line appeared on Shang Yu's lips, and he was silent for a second, then turned his head and whispered in her ear, "OK? How do I remember that I haven't smoked since the afternoon meeting. "
Li Qiao: "..." It's embarrassing.
Shang Yu chuckled, seeing her look slightly annoyed, and a thick smile overflowed between her thin lips, so he pulled up her wrist and said, "Let's go, take you to dinner."
……
The night is like thick ink. At eight o'clock that night, Yanhuang's motorcade and a Mercedes-Benz stopped downstairs in the laboratory.
At this time, Li Qiao was held in her arms by the man, pecked her lips, and exhorted: "Get some rest early and call if you have something to do."
"Okay, good night." Li Qiao touched Shang Yu's profile, smiled lightly and pushed the door to get out of the car.
She took her car key from Liuyun's hand and stood there watching the convoy drive away, pursing her lips, and turning around to get into the car.
But just after taking a step, Li Qiao's gaze swayed slightly, her gaze fixed on the body of the roadside, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised, "Come out."
At this time, beside the quiet side road, a quiet footstep came from the diagonally behind Li Qiao.
She turned around casually, raised her eyebrows and fixed her eyes, but suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Why are you?"
……
On the other side, when Yanhuang’s motorcade was on the way to Nanyang Mansion, Liuyun sat in the co-pilot, pondered, and couldn’t help looking back and saying, “Boss, in the afternoon, we received news that Shang Fu’s foothold in Nanyang. It is Yashu Garden."
The man leaned back in the chair lazily, opened his eyelids when he heard the sound, and raised his eyebrows while watching Liuyun, motioning him to continue.
Liu Yun understands his mind, his expression is slightly solemn, "Ms. Li also has an apartment in Yashu Garden. Do you think Shang Fu will..."
In the following words, Liuyun did not finish, but there was a terrifying chill in the carriage.
Shang Fu, a woman, can't cover the sky with one hand, but she is too good at using her innate advantages to do things.
With that charming face and enchanting figure, there were countless men in Parma who were willing to go through fire and water for her.
To say that she is cruel, not alarmist.
Because of the explosion of Shanglu's yacht some time ago, the investigation results showed that it was related to her.
Shang Yu closed his eyes shallowly, and after a while of silence, he said with a grim face: "Go and say hello to Academician Jiang, arrange some manpower in the laboratory to protect her secretly."
"Yes, boss." Liu Yun lifted his spirits and responded very happily.
He knew that the boss would not let Ms. Li leave.
Although they all believe that Miss Li is outstanding, they have to guard against a woman like Shang Fu who can do everything.