Outright Favoritism Chapter 789: : Archbishop Father

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The next day, the sky was clear.

Less than eight o'clock, Li Qiao walked into the restaurant neatly.

A ray of morning light leaked through the side window, exquisite Western-style meals were on the table, and the air was faintly scented with milk.

Sunny milk, combined together, is a refreshing comfort.

At this moment, Li Qiao was leaning on the doorpost, looking at Shang Yu who was making milk powder for pregnant women near the Liulitai. With a thought, she walked to tiptoe and dropped her chin on his shoulders, with her hands passing through his waist. The line is looped.

The man wore a simple V-neck casual sweater with the cuffs rolled up, revealing strong forearms.

He turned his eyes slightly, pressed down his handsome face and kissed Li Qiao's forehead, "Wake up?"

Li Qiao leaned on his back, raised her head and kissed his angular chin, "Well, it's not going to the parliament building, business matters."

Shang Yu put down the spoon, handed her the milk cup, "eat first."

The two were seated, Li Qiao sipped while holding the cup, her eyes fell on the man, not knowing what she was thinking.

Until Shang Yu cut the fried egg and put it on her plate, the sound of the knife and fork colliding back to Li Qiao's thoughts, "Don't eat well, what are you thinking about?"

She pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and slowly said a name, "Yun Li."

Shang Yu cut the toast without opening his mouth, but raised his eyelids to beckon her to continue.

Li Qiao put down the tableware with a bad appetite, leaning on the carved back of the chair, thinking: "The Medical Alliance does not have too many researchers in Chinese medicine. Staying here may not be able to get better treatment."

More importantly, the situation of Yunli's poisoning is unknown, and the rash use of drugs may backfire.

Although Shang Zonghai agreed to heal, he couldn't stay in the British emperor forever.

Unless...

Shang Yu saw her concentrating and curled his lips, "Shang Lu will be there in the afternoon."

Li Qiao raised her eyes steeply, her brows brightened, "He agreed?"

The man raised his chin against her dinner plate, "Well, Yun Li will let him worry about it and eat well."

Li Qiao smiled, picked up the fork again and continued to eat breakfast.

She originally intended Yun Li to go to Parma, but she forgot Shang Lu, the successor of Shang's medical skills.

……

Half an hour later, Li Qiao and Shang Yu left the house with falling rain and flowing clouds.

Mochizuki was in the study and made overseas phone calls with left-behind children chasing the wind.

Gu Chen wandered back and forth in the small town of Mies like an idle person.

Back near the bungalow, I saw Shi Luo talking on the phone while walking, her expression very serious.

Gu Chen stood by a trash can and paid attention to her. Seeing Shi Luo put away the phone, he shouted, "Why are you going?"

Silo slept in the bungalow last night, still wearing yesterday's clothes, and her hair was not well managed, which was very different from her usual graceful image.

She glanced at Gu Chen, her eyebrows gloomy, "Come out with me."

"Where to go?" Gu Chen asked, but his body was very honest, and he followed Silo when he raised his foot, "Who messed with you? He looked like a murderer."

Siluo looked ahead and twisted her neck, "Something happened at home."

Gu Chen looked terrified, touched his back, raised the corners of his lips wickedly, "Go, let me see who is going to die."

Siluo keenly caught his movement, pursed her lips, and warned in a low voice, "As a last resort, don't use your gun."

"What are you afraid of? Is there a godfather." Gu Chen looked fearless.

"Who is the godfather?"

Gu Chen licked his lips deeply, "Your archbishop father."

Siluo: "..."

……

The House of Parliament is located near the Palace of Westminster, next to the River Mess, and not far from the Royal Academy.

Under the blue sky, the Gothic Revival architecture looks majestic, with light brown spires rising straight into the sky.

Two Bentley cars drove into the square and stopped at the entrance of the inner courtyard soon after.

Li Qiao got off the car and looked up at the magnificent buildings. Several of the minarets were surrounded by green construction anti-fall nets.

The square in the inner courtyard is very quiet, blocking noise from the street, surrounded by greenery, and a gust of wind blows in, making it empty and desolate.

Shang Yu took Li Qiao's hand and walked towards the entrance of the parliament hall.

In the spacious and bright inner hall, there is a middle-aged foreign man standing at this time.

He saw Shang Yu and his party, walking hurriedly, "Archbishop, Madam."

Li Qiao nodded in greeting, and after a few glances, she saw that the other party was a familiar face.

She had seen her in the backyard of the Ducal Palace on the night of the Fireworks Festival.

It was one of the two members of the House of Commons that Silo recommended.

It's no wonder that their behavior at the time was full of restraint, it seems... they recognized Shang Yu.

In a flash, the councillor made an inviting gesture and led them to the library next door.

Li Qiaopi patrols the surroundings, and there are still portraits of past council chairmen on the walls.

The library is located on the third floor of the West Hall of the parliament building. When the councillors opened the double heavy doors, the bookshelves with a ladder-shaped layout came into view.

Li Qiao looked at the bookshelves around the wall with no expression on her face, the dense collection of books displayed on them in an orderly manner from top to bottom.

This is not a library, it is clearly a large library.

The most important thing is that the three floors run through, and a step extends down to the first floor.

The congressman turned around and said a few words respectfully to Shang Yu, and then consciously withdrew from the library.

At this moment, the man tilted his head to look at Li Qiao for a while, "Why is this expression?"

Li Qiao remained motionless, staring around in the hall, and finally fell on Shang Yu's face, "Two hours, maybe not enough..."

Regardless of how many books there are, it takes a lot of effort to find a book in this three-story library alone, let alone find the secret that Jing Yilan might hide here.

A faint arc of laughter appeared on Shang Yu's lips, and he rubbed her head in a soothing manner, "Wander around first."

Li Qiao sighed silently, and climbed down the steps, calling out in a faint voice, "Liuyu."

When Luo Yu heard the sound, he took out the notebook from his pocket and passed it over Shang Yu.

It is precisely the stock speculation notes that Jing Yilan gave to Charles.

Li Qiao received her hand, turned her feet, walked to the borrowing area next to her and opened her notebook again to study.

Shang Yu sat down next to her, curled his lips lazily, and gestured to Liuyun and Luoyu with his eyes.

The two of them understood, and started walking along the ladder-shaped bookshelf while looking at them.

At the same time, on the road from Childman City to the Port of London, an ultra-luxury private sports car sprinted past.

He Chen bent his long legs and nestled in the co-pilot, a slit was lowered in the car window, and a few strands of cigarettes were rolled out of the window by the wind.

Yin Mo drove the car seriously, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was strangely quiet.

Suddenly, a puff of thick smoke was blown badly on Yin Mo's face by He Chen.

She frowned, stretched out her hand and waved, and glanced at him quickly, "What's wrong?"

He Chen squeezed her face frivolously, "One more sentence?"

Yin Mo's expression was slightly stiff, he pulled his hand away, and asked, "What are you going to do in the Port of London? If they know it, you may be suspicious."