Outright Favoritism Chapter 558: : Mo Jue who behaves pervertedly

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Mo Jue, who is internationally famous and fascinating, has never been seen before, even if he does not know the gender.

Interpol was a headache for him, and Song Laoliu also followed him for many years.

A thief who only steals famous paintings and treasures, what's the use of taking his wallet?

The only thing that makes sense is that he knows Song Liao's identity and is trying to cause trouble for him in the country.

Without a certificate, Song Laoliu cannot successfully investigate the case in China.

Even if the certificate is reissued, it will take time.

So...

Li Qiao thought about tapping on the tabletop, a few seconds later, her eyes flashed, "Are there any art exhibitions or high-end jewelry exhibitions in China recently?"

Song Liao said with a solemn face: "Yes, the first stop of the tour exhibition of Chinese paintings by the great thousand lay scholars is Nanyang, so I came here."

In order to trace Mo Jue, Song Laoliu has paid close attention to major international and domestic exhibitions of famous paintings in recent years, and even his own artistic cells have been qualitatively sublimated.

Li Qiao pointed her lips up, "When is the exhibition?"

"Next Wednesday."

Li Qiao leaned on the back of her chair and smiled deeply, "Then...we will see this together."

……

Half an hour later, Li Qiao took Song Liao out for dinner and gave him a bank card.

At the dinner table, Song Liao took the bank card and smiled slyly, "Thank you, Zai Zai."

Li Qiao took a sip of water and looked at him carefully.

In fact, among the seven sons, Song Laoliu is the least talkative.

He is not handsome enough, but his memory is amazing, and he can count out the characteristics of the person and things he has seen.

Song Laoliu, it is said that he suffered from autism when he was a child, and his personality was flawed, but it did not affect his very keen and unique judgment on many things.

For example, at this time, two hours after meeting with Li Qiao, he only mentioned his big brother Xiao Yehui.

Song Liao said: "I should be the first to see the report of Duke Childman in his true colors, because he happened to be handling the case abroad at that time."

Li Qiao rubbed the cup with one hand, her eyelids half drooping, her expression very pale.

Song and Liao locked Li Qiao with a pair of tiger eyes, "Zub, although I don’t know what happened in this, but since he has become Duke of Childman, he will probably belong to two worlds in the future. People."

This is an initial judgment from an Interpol.

"How do you tell?" Li Qiao looked back at Song Laoliu, and asked playfully.

She never said that Xiao Yehui was wrong, and she even blurred the process. It was strange that the sixth child had such thoughts.

At this time, Song Liao analyzed seriously: "He is not dead, but he does not show up. Either he has difficulties or wants to hide. No matter which kind, he has already drawn a clear line with us."

What a beastly intuition.

Li Qiao don't open his face and look out the window, "It's true."

Song Laoliu is probably the only one among the seven sons who can calmly face Xiao Yehui and come back to life, and can face calmly.

Because he does not have such a rich emotional experience, he can deal with any changes in peace.

At seven o'clock in the night, Li Qiao sent Song Liao back to Jiangjing Mansion, and at the same time arranged for Li's housekeeper to send him a scooter.

When he entered the apartment building, Li Qiao looked away and picked up the phone to make a call.

But before the finger fell, a WeChat account from Shang Yu happened to jump onto the screen.

Shang Yu: When will you go home?

Li Qiao returned his words, then started the engine and left the Jiangjing Palace.

……

Before eight o'clock in the evening, Li Qiao walked into the living room of the mansion. Under the dim light, the man sat on the sofa with his legs folded and read documents.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Shang Yu opened his eyelids, his eyes melted with the dim light, his thin lips curled up, and he opened his palm to her, "Where did you go?"

Li Qiao walked over and took the man's hand, summarizing Song Laoliu's affairs in a few words.

Shang Yu handed her the document on her leg, and stroked the back of her head with his palm, "Want to help him catch Mo Jue?"

"Well, his documents were taken by Mo Jue. It takes time and effort to reapply. It is better to arrest people directly."

Li Qiao said as he took the file, opened it, and inside was a hand-drawn design of a cheongsam.

When she saw the cheongsam, she thought of Su Yujing, raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu, "Lao Liu said, Su embroidered Tangkatu has been returned."

The man and her have four eyes facing each other, the waves in the eyes are very soft, "it is in line with his usual style."

"Do you know him?" Li Qiao leaned against Shang Yu's shoulder, and looked back at him when she heard the sound.

Shang Yu looked out the window and smiled, "Two years ago, Mo Jue got into Feng Yi’s castle and took a diamond. Three days later, the servant found it in the fish tank. ."

Li Qiao: "..."

Who is this anyway?

My identity, perverse behavior, and a sense of lack of beating everywhere.

……

At the same time, the moon sets along the window.

Zong Yue watched TV absently with her arms around her pillow, occasionally casting her gaze on the wall, the pointer walked in circles, but Li Jun had not returned yet.

After another half an hour, the sound of a car engine came from outside the villa.

Zong Yue dropped the pillow and ran to the hallway with her slippers.

The door opened, and a refreshing breeze rushed in with the smell of wine.

Li Jun’s foreign affairs assistant helped him walk in the door, saw Zong Yue, and immediately laughed, "Madam, there is a city dinner tonight, the secretary...drink too much."

Zong Yue smiled gently, and stepped forward to support Li Jun's arm, "Leave it to me, I will trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

After the secretary of foreign affairs left, Zong Yue put Li Jun's arms on his shoulders, wrapped his other hand around his waist, and helped him to the living room.

Li Jun was drunk, but he didn't lose consciousness.

He forced his drunken consciousness, lying on his back on the sofa, rubbing his forehead, looking at Zong Yue drunkly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Can't sleep, wait, I'll make you a cup of hangover tea."

She said she was leaving, but Li Jun grabbed her wrist, "Stop drinking, stay with me later."

Zong Yue bit the corner of his mouth, sighed and squatted down in front of the sofa, "You will still drink less bars in the future. Even if you have socializing, you will always drink big drinks, which is not good for your health."

Since they got married, Li Jun has been drunk several times.

She knows that some socializing activities must be done by drinking, but she also feels distressed about how uncomfortable he looks every time he gets drunk.

Li Jun raised his eyelids, and the afterlight happened to fall on Zong Yue's face. The light was very warm and the temperature was moderate. The wife at home was waiting for her late husband.

These cognitions clearly passed through Li Jun's mind. Xu was caused by alcohol. He slowly hooked Zong Yue's shoulders and covered her lips and kissed deeply.

Lips and teeth are intertwined, extremely intimate.

It's not the first time they kissed, but Li Jun always made Zong Yue feel a kind of torture of ice and fire when he was emotional.

His kisses are hot and intense, which is far different from his usual serious and rigid attitude.