Outright Favoritism Chapter 552: : Let her return to the border
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Xia Siyu sat on the hospital bed with her knees hugged, looking straight out the window, even if the dazzling sunlight stung her eyes, she still stared stubbornly for a long time.
It seems that this is the only way to dispel the thick blackness in her eyes.
"Recover well, let other things take their course." Li Qiao's faint tone broke through the tranquility in the ward.
Xia Siyu moved stiffly. She raised her eyelids and reached out to Li Qiao.
When the two people touched the same cool fingertips together, Xia Siyu instantly burst into tears.
She couldn't help choking, and tried to speak several times, but her tears became more and more turbulent. After a while, she intermittently asked: "The third... is that right?"
When she woke up from a coma, she heard the news that Shen Qingye was shot into the hospital.
Obviously a few days ago, she was still joking with the fourth child, saying that she and the third child were both sick and pitying, and her skills were regressed, and she was sneaked into the hospital.
Looking back at this moment, it was ironic and ridiculous.
As long as they are not comrades who have lived and died together, Xia Siyu will not be lethargic to this point.
In the ward, when Xia Siyu burst into tears, the atmosphere was depressing and breathless.
Li Qiao rolled her throat, trying to comfort her, and she seemed unnecessary.
She can do nothing but silence.
In this matter, other people who have changed Seventh Son may not have such a big reaction as Xia Laowu.
The seven sons are of the same heart, but in fact, everyone has a close friend.
It's like she is closer to the Fourth Society of Su, and Xia Laowu and Huizi have the best relationship.
So, she hoped that Huizi would not die more than anyone, and she was more heartbroken than anyone to hear the news.
Xia Siyu got out of bed slowly, standing alone at the window and waving to Li Qiao, "Qiao Qiao, you go back, I'm fine, let me...stay by myself for a while."
Li Qiao looked at her undulating shoulders, raised her eyes and stood up. Before leaving, she faced the door of the room and said calmly: "Fifth sister, follow your own heart."
Everyone in Qizi has the right to choose.
She absolutely accepts how they choose.
Xia Siyu took a breath, holding the window sill with both hands, looking back, only to see Li Qiaoyuan walking back.
In a blink of an eye, Li Qiao returned to the parking lot. When she got in the car, she closed her eyes and slumbered.
The man in the back seat looked at the time and said, "Is it finished?"
"Well, let's go." She said as she leaned against his arms, without opening her eyes, it was impossible for people to see her scarlet eyes.
The man looked at Li Qiao calmly. The depressed mood on her body was thick, and it was probably not a pleasant conversation.
He pressed his thin lips tightly, and he glanced at the inpatient department outside the window, and said in a low voice, "Go to the airport."
Liuyun started the engine in response, and no one spoke again along the way.
……
Meanwhile, the border.
San Ge Li Cheng stood near the factory, holding his mobile phone with a cold expression, "Most of the pretty forces are on the border and Myanmar. If you are really sure that Xiao Yehui will attack her, then I can consider putting the factory Move back to China."
On the other side of the phone, there was Bo Tingxiao’s dissuasion voice, "The third child, don’t be impulsive. Even if you move the factory back, you won’t be able to get domestic approval in a short time.
The military industry is currently saturated, and besides... even if you bring all your power back, it won't help much.
Xiao Qi is not as fragile as you think. Besides, there is Shang Shaoyan beside her. Based on what I know about him, he will not sit idly by if something happens. "
Li San licked his cheeks, his eyes were sharp and cold, "Even if it's useless, I can't just watch him deal with Qiaoqiao."
Damn Xiao Yehui.
His death that year made Li Qiao leave the border full of guilt.
Now he has turned into a top nobleman in the Western world, not to mention being pretty, even if he is an outsider, there is no way to accept this change calmly.
At this time, Bo Tingxiao slowly blew out smoke, and looked deeply at the pavilion in his backyard, "You should think of a way to get her back to the border instead of worrying about her weak domestic power."
Li San was stunned for a second, "Return to the border?"
"Yes." Bo Tingxiao leaned over and flicked the ashes, and said very calmly: "Little Qi's everything is on the border. She left because of Xiao Yehui. Since no one has died, she has no reason not to go back. .
Her teacher, her partner, her friend, everything about her, are all between the border and Myanmar. If she really wants to oppose Xiao Yehui, she will have a better chance of winning when she goes back. "
These words left a very heavy mark in Li San's heart.
He couldn't even find an excuse to refute for a while.
Because, everything is correct.
Li San held the phone for a long time without speaking, Bo Tingxiao did not urge him, but patiently added: "This is just my consideration. Whether to go back or not depends on her own wishes.
But remember to listen to me, don't move your power, you are still safe at the border, and once you return to your country, it's hard to say. "
Li San on the border, walking on the edge of the law, is doing a business of licking blood with the tip of a knife.
The domestic social environment simply cannot accommodate him.
"Okay, I see."
Li San hung up the phone in a hurry, his face looked like a lake, but he couldn't calm down.
Bo Tingxiao's words really make sense.
But how can Qiaoqiao return to the border?
……
From Yuncheng to Longhuai, the flight time is only half an hour.
Suhang, Longhuai, water towns, pavilions, painted bridges, and Suzhou embroidery, combined together, is a beautiful scenery that is unforgettable.
Li Qiao has never been to Longhuai, but she has also heard about the misty rain in this city.
At this time, approaching midday, Li Qiao sat in the car and looked at the streetscape of the ancient town, which was completely different from that of Nanyang. The tense mood of the last few days finally relaxed.
She took Shang Yu's hand and asked softly, "Have you been to Longhuai before?"
"Well, a business trip." The man's gaze stayed on Li Qiao's body, as if everything outside the window could not attract his attention.
She is enjoying the scenery, and he is watching her.
Li Qiao turned her head and looked at Shang Yu. He was sitting beside her, lazy and casual, and his state also revealed a somewhat rare slack.
She leaned her head on her back, squinted at him, "Have you ever visited?"
The man's legs overlapped, his eyes fell on his knees, his fingers tapped, his voice was low and magnetic, "Very busy, mostly business meetings."
Li Qiao's gaze outside the window stopped.
Yes, he is very busy, busy to live, busy to be strong, busy fighting against those opponents.
Even if you are on a business trip, it is impossible to travel and play as you like.
Li Qiao clasped his hand silently, very hard, inexplicably wanting to bring the whole world to him, Bo Jun smiled.
The car drove through the streets and alleys of Longhuai, and soon stopped in front of an old Hui-style house near the Nanhuai River.
As soon as Li Qiao stepped out, the phone in her pocket buzzed.
The people at the other end, with a sullen tone, sighed several times, and then said in Burmese: "The duke status has not been obtained."
Li Qiao's face sank, and the other party continued to say: "I tried my best, I only got a marquis."
"It barely works."
Shang Yu heard Li Qiao reply in Burmese, his Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his head to look at her.
The other party was silent, his tone was very rude, "Do you think this is buying vegetables on the street? Do you know how hard it took us to find a qualified Marquis family?"
Li Qiao answered unhurriedly, "I don't know."
The other party was choked by her and smacked the tip of her tongue, "You have no conscience."