Outright Favoritism Chapter 850: : Grievance

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The Yanhuang special plane landed at Nanyang International Airport at 12 noon.

Li Qiao traveled to and from the border in two days, and her body was inevitably overwhelmed.

Getting in the car, Luoyu handed her the thermos cup, and said carefully: "Madam, actually don't have to come back in such a hurry..."

Even a normal person would get tired from running around for days, let alone Li Qiao who was pregnant.

Li Qiao didn't speak, leaning on the back of the back seat and closing her eyes to rest.

She hurried back to Nanyang, so she made sense.

Feicheng and Diancheng are separated by Yunshan Mountain, which is about half an hour’s drive away.

Three years ago in Diancheng, Mrs. Xiao tried to drive him into a car. Once Shang Yu went to Feicheng, it was impossible to guarantee that this memory would not be brought back to him.

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Mansion.

Li Qiao walked in and went back to the master bedroom.

Shang Yu called after hearing the news, but no one answered.

After ten minutes, Li Qiao walked out of the bathroom with water drops on her chin and red eyes.

She sat on the side of the bed and picked up her mobile phone. She cleared her throat and called the man back when she saw the missed call.

"Come back?" The prompt sound only sounded, and Shang Yu's vigorous and magnetic voice came along the receiver.

Li Qiao's voice is slightly dumb, "Well, I just got home."

The man who is keen to his bones can tell what's wrong with Li Qiao without distinguishing it, "Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, I got choked on drinking water." Li Qiao leaned against the bed, her brows and eyes tired and unconscious, "I'm fine, you'll be busy first, and I'll talk about it at night."

Shang Yu pursed her lips and told her to rest first. After the two of them finished talking, the man took the jacket on the armrest and strode out the door.

He Chen was still chatting, he suddenly saw his movements, biting his cigarette and teasing, "It's only been two days apart, are you so impatient?"

The response to him was the sound of the door being slammed.

He Chen cursed with a smile and didn't care, turning his eyes to look at Zong Zhan, "Are you pretending to be sick?"

Zong Zhanping was lying on the hospital bed, fingers crossed against his abdomen, he retracted his gaze from the ceiling and glanced down at the opposite side, "I will be discharged tomorrow."

"You can be hospitalized for a week even if you have a diarrhea, do those recruits in your army know that you are such a waste?"

Zong Zhan didn't bother to pay attention to him, and continued to look at the ceiling thinking about how to clean up Silo when he went to Burma.

After a while, the door of the ward was knocked, and Zong Yue carried the fruit basket and poked his head in from the door, "Uncle San, Uncle Fourth."

He Chen cocked Erlang's legs and spit out his cigarette, "I came here by myself?"

Zong Zhan sat up, his dark eyes looked behind Zong Yue, "That kid wasn't with you?"

That kid, Li Jun.

Zong Yue carried the fruit basket on the bedside table and smiled slightly, "No, he is busy."

He Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Zong Yue through the smoke, "Buster than your fifth uncle?"

"Uh...that shouldn't be there." Zong Yue secretly looked at Zong Zhan's obviously unpleasant expression, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "How about... I ask him?"

Didn’t you say that the third uncle has trouble with your stomach? Why did it seem to have a serious illness and still need Li Jun to visit?

Zong Zhan held the elder's posture, pressed the corner of his lips and nodded, "As a junior, you still have to be conscious."

He Chen glanced at the pretentious Zong Zhan and snorted lightly.

You might as well just say that you don't like Li Jun.

In this way, Zong Yue called and Li Jun immediately put down his work and rushed to the Royal Private Hospital half an hour later.

Li Jun knows that Zong Zhan has great opinions on him. The reason is probably the time when Zong Yue accompanied the wine to the police station.

As the head of the military, Zong Zhan was originally righteous, coupled with deliberately created majesty, really put a lot of pressure on Li Jun.

In terms of age, he is similar to Zong Zhan, but he is half shorter in momentum.

At this moment, Zong Zhan is wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette in Malaysia, completely ignoring the hospital's ban on smoking.

He Chen was not in the ward, and he didn't know who called him, so he left without saying any greetings.

"You and Xiaoyue have been married for a few months. When do you plan to take her back to the Imperial Capital?"

Li Jun sat on his side, tilted his head to look at Zong Yue, who was picking his fingers, "Look at what Xiaoyue means. If she wants to return, I can take the time to accompany her back."

"Take time?" Zong Zhan is very disgusted with this word, "You are so busy with your work that you have no time to spend time with your wife? Then what are you getting married?"

Li Jun frowned, pursing the corners of his lips and making no sound.

He also didn't like Zong Zhan, because he smelled of military ruffian, resolute and unrelenting.

"Uncle San!" Zong Yue couldn't help but help Li Jun not being trained, "He asked me if I wanted to go home before, but I didn't want to..."

She didn't finish speaking, she shut up herself.

Oops, it's better not to say that.

Sure enough, Zong Zhan’s fierce gaze became deeper and deeper, and his hand holding the cigarette lightly touched his knee, with a smile, "Since I don’t want to go home, don’t go back anymore."

He embarrassed Li Jun so much because he hoped that he would love Zong Yue a lot.

As a man, he still can't see how much affection he has for Zong Yue in Li Jun's eyes.

Even if you don't need to be like Shaoyan to Li Qiao, you should be like ordinary couples.

Even if Li Jun is introverted and stable, Shaoyan is more introverted and deep than him, and he still expresses care and love without hesitation when facing his lover.

And all of this, Li Jun has nothing.

By the way, Zong Yue was caught in it, and he didn't know what was good about a boring man like Li Jun.

Zong Zhan pressed his temple irritably, "You two go back."

"Sanshu..." Zong Yue regretted that he shouldn't run into him for Li Jun.

Zong Zhan pinched his cigarette without raising his head, and waved his hand casually, "You don't want to go back to Zong's house, but don't forget to call your grandfather during the holidays to save him from thinking about you."

Walking out of the hospital, Zong Yue's mood was difficult to calm for a long time.

After being married for so long, for the first time she had a similar complaint to Li Jun.

She couldn't bear to say anything, and walked to the parking lot in silence. She just took out the key and bent her arms tightly. "Why don't you speak? Miss your grandpa?"

Li Jun's personality dictates that he doesn't have so many twists and turns in his heart. He sees that Zong Yue is depressed, and subconsciously thinks she is homesick.

It was this sentence that instantly ignited all the grievances in Zong Yue's heart.

She broke free of Li Jun, turned her head and stubbornly ignored him, "Don't worry about it, I'm back to the company."

"Don't worry about me?" Li Jun grabbed her arm again, "What are you angry with?"

Zong Yue feels very tired, because even quarrels will make her feel like a fist hitting the cotton wool.

Li Jun's heart is too calm, and he is used to discussing matters.

It's emotional, there is no way to treat it objectively.

Zong Yue wanted to lose her temper, but felt that she was making troubles unreasonably.

She curled her eyebrows, lowered her eyes and shook her head, "I'm not angry, the company is still up, I have to go back as soon as possible."

Li Jun looked at Zong Yue, unable to tell for a while whether she was really upset or angry with him.