Outright Favoritism Chapter 573: : You come to the border for a trip

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Back to the mansion, Li Qiao went to the bedroom to make up for sleep, while Shang Yu and others sat in the living room chatting.

He Chen slumped on the sofa casually, with his arms on his back, "How is Chengnan?"

At the beginning of the Nanyang Conference, Qiuhuan took control of Chengnan, and after so long, there seems to be no major action there.

Qiu Huan took the tea cup and sighed, and then sighed, "Just like that, Tu Anliang's reputation in Chengnan was too bad before. After I took over, many things needed to be re-planned, and it didn't take effect so quickly."

He Chen raised the end of his eyes, scanned him up and down, bent his mouth, noncommittal.

The second son of the invisible giant Qiu's family, since he was young, has never been beaten up by the society. He is too indecisive and not vigorous enough. If you want to eat the land in the south of the city, the soft policy is useless.

At this moment, Shang Yu leaned against the sofa and sipped his cigarette silently, with no intention of opening his mouth.

The atmosphere in the living room was silent for a moment. Suddenly Qiu Huan received a call from the old house. He talked briefly. He stood up and said, "I have something to do at home, I have to go back. Shaoyan, wait until I arrange the time. , You told your younger brothers and sisters to have a meal together."

The man drooped his eyelids, "Yeah."

Qiu Huan nodded towards He Chen, and said to leave first, and then walked out of the living room in a stride, still looking anxious from the back.

He Chen glanced along the French window, "Why is your woman helping him today?"

He has no feelings for Qiuhuan, not even friends.

If it weren't for Shaoyan, He Chen has always been too lazy to deal with such a wealthy family.

Shang Yu's fingertips pinched the cigarette holder, his deep eyes flicked over with a playful look, "You can ask her when she wakes up."

To help Qiu Huan seems to be her only effort.

As for why he helped, Shang Yu already had a guess in his mind.

Li Qiao is smarter and sharper than everyone thought.

Perhaps... She had already guessed that this dark hall assessment was for her, and Qiu Huan was just a foil.

He Chen stretched his arms, raised his head and leaned on the back of his chair to look at the ceiling. He didn't want to continue the topic of Qiuhuan. After turning his mind, he said: "Speaking of Chengnan, Tu Anliang seems to really give up Nanyang. Now? Gu Jin said that he went to the border city of Feicheng, and I checked it by hand. The biggest force was Yan League, and it was also their territory."

The Yanmeng is an overseas organization, and it is rarely heard in China.

Careful investigation is not difficult to find that the early Yanmeng had a black background, and many overseas cities had their bases, but in recent years there has been a trend of whitewashing.

Hearing this, Shang Yu lifted his thin lips with no discoloration, "I care about Tu Anliang so much?"

"Which one cares about this, I would like to know how he got in Yanmeng's territory."

As he said, he squinted at Shang Yu, trying to see some clues from his indifferent expression.

The man stretched out his hand to unfasten the cufflinks of his shirt, and rolled his sleeves slowly, with a light tone, with a faint smile, "You forgot who sent him away?"

He Chen just about to answer, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

He frowned, sat up straight, licked his posterior molar, Tu Anliang was solved by Li Qiao.

So...

He Chen touched his eyebrows, his expression was incomprehensible, "Your woman is also related to Yan Meng...?"

The largest black organization outside the country, how did she do it at a young age?

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows deeply and said vaguely, "You can ask her."

He Chen sneered, "Why the **** don't you ask?"

"Necessary?" The man's legs are folded, his handsome cheeks are calm, "She would say it naturally."

……

Two hours later, the time just came to 12 noon.

Li Qiao woke up too.

She changed into an off-white T-shirt and jeans, tidyed up her messy long hair, took her phone to go out, and glanced at it casually, she saw a missed call.

Caller: Sange Licheng.

Li Qiao turned around and sat on the corner of the bed, and called him back.

At that end, with the sound of the violent wind, Li San's low voice came with the wind, "What happened to the second child?"

Li Qiao rubbed his forehead for a while, "What happened to him?"

"What am I asking you." Li San's tone was not very good, and he sounded a little angry, "Is he so idle or he hasn't had an art exhibition recently, why did he come here for me?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "He went to the border?"

Li San said in disgust, "I came the day before yesterday, as if I lost my soul."

Not only that, but he's stuck with Nanyu all day long, and doesn't know what to do, like a shameless brown candy.

Listening to the vicious tone of the third brother, Li Qiao said without sympathy: "Maybe you really lost your soul."

It seems that Mo Jue was taken away, and the blow to him was indeed not small.

The second brother of this self-proclaimed art giant, used to look down on Li San, who had been fighting all day long.

Is this lunacy now? He took the initiative to go to the border.

It can't be a relaxation, what kind of horrible ideas are you making?

Hearing the sound, Li San's tongue tipped his cheeks, and he bluntly said, "Come and get him back for me."

"I'm not free." Li Qiao refused coldly.

Li San was silent for a few seconds, "Then I will call mom."

Li Qiao: "..."

She ridiculed him coldly, "Your three-year-old child? Seek mom whenever something happens?"

Li San replied confidently, "I'm busy recently, and there are some problems with a few weapon orders. The manpower is already insufficient. He is purely making trouble here."

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, and asked casually: "What happened to the order?"

"This is not the point, you find a way to get him back to me, otherwise something happens, and I will score God to protect him."

The art giants have a good appreciation level, but when it comes to skill... they are completely weak.

Li Qiao sighed quietly, then pulled her lips back, "Well, I'm hanging up."

The second brother Li Yan ran to the border, certainly not for business.

The three border areas don’t even have a gallery. What can he do?

With this question, Li Qiao called Li Yan again.

Unfortunately, the phone turned off.

She sat at the end of the bed and kicked her leg irritably, and the slippers on her feet flew away.

At the moment of landing, the door of the bedroom just opened--

Shang Yu walked in with one hand in his pocket and saw the slippers that had been rolled twice on the ground. He looked at Li Qiao with a lot of time, "What's the matter?"

The little girl's eyebrows hung impatiently at the corners of her eyes, and the irritation in her eyes disappeared a lot as she watched the figure of the man leaning over and picking up the slippers.

Shang Yu bent over and pinched her ankle, put the slippers on her white feet again, then rubbed her head, "Did you wake up?"

Li Qiao’s deer’s eyes were still a little red, and he slammed forward without bones, slammed into his arms, and rubbed his head against the man’s neck, without answering questions, "I woke up, they left. ?"

Shang Yu gently stroked the back of her head, "He Chen is downstairs."