Outright Favoritism Chapter 869: : His paranoia gave you

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At the same time, Li Qiao was still sitting in Shang Yu's suite and staring at him drinking soup.

The two seem to be tacitly aware, and neither of them mentioned what happened in Diancheng.

Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu's contoured face, pursing her lips, and stopped talking.

The man is very keen and looks at the right time, "What do you want to say?"

Li Qiao shook her head, "It's nothing, I'll go back to the room first..."

Before the words are over, Shang Yu raised his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, "Don't stay here?"

Li Qiao held her cheeks, so she looked at him in time, "No, it's not finished yet."

There is a deep gloom in the man's cold eyes, "Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Shang Yu's thin lips raised slightly, put down the spoon, took her hand and said kindly, "Also, I will send you back to the room."

So happy?

Li Qiao didn't even react, and was dragged out by the man by the man.

She looked back to the balcony subconsciously, but found that there was no one.

Where is He Chen?

Downstairs, at the door of the room, Li Qiao kissed Shang Yu's face on tiptoe, "You also go to bed early, good night."

The man touched her head and gestured to the door with his head up.

Li Qiao smiled, swiped his card to open the door, and...Shang Yu followed her in.

"You..."

The man hooked her waist, directly covered his lips and kissed deeply.

Li Qiao was forced to raise her head, helpless and reluctant to push him away.

The two lingered for a long time, and Shang Yu said hoarsely with her earlobe in her voice, "Keep busy, I will accompany you."

……

The next day, the corner cafe.

Li Qiao sat across from He Chen, tapping the table with her finger lightly, "You are also very hardworking?"

He Chen leaned back in his chair lazily, curled his lips and smiled, "Also, it's a new way of betraying friends."

Li Qiao has no expression on her face: "..."

Fortunately, he didn't pack himself with good intentions like Silo.

Li Qiao curled the corners of her mouth, her tone faintly, "That is... Brother Chen is not as good as others?"

Did she overestimate He Chen's ability or underestimate Shang Yu's sharpness?

At this moment, He Chen pushed his cheek with the tip of his tongue and grinned: "Frankly speaking, I didn't intend to hide it from him from the beginning."

Seeing that Li Qiao didn't speak, He Chen held up the coffee cup and raised his hand to her, "Can you tell me something, but you really think he doesn't know anything? You still don't know the virtue of your man. "

Li Qiao leaned back, tugging at the corner of her mouth and said nothing.

He Chen smiled, Jun's face was always cynical, "As early as when you went to see Tu Anliang, he had already got the news."

Li Qiao held his forehead with one hand and sighed, "Even if he knows, he doesn't need to come here in person."

The whole thing, what she worried most was that Shang Yu and Ming Dailan met head-on, and that's why she approached He Chen to find a way to distract him.

As a result, Shang Yu still came.

He Chen looked at Li Qiao, the frivolous expression between his brows and eyes faded a bit, "He is not that fragile, and he came to the border to protect you secretly.

Mrs. Xiao is indeed his heart knot, but have you discovered that Mrs. Xiao's influence on him is not as severe as before. "

Li Qiao nodded without thinking, "Well, I felt it during the Fireworks Festival."

She has met Shang Yu and Mrs. Xiao twice in a state of extreme tension and almost out of control.

One time I made a phone call, and one time I met at the mansion.

Later, when the Fireworks Festival met in the manor, he was emotionally stable and unhurried. The shackles that Mrs. Xiao once put on him seemed to have been opened.

However, He Chen's next words made Li Qiao's heart burn.

He said: "Because Shaoyan gave you all the paranoia."

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at He Chen's rare serious expression, not knowing how to answer for a while.

He Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his fingers and tapped the tabletop once, "Don't believe me, he has everything for you now."

In other words, Li Qiao is Shang Shaoyan's salvation.

Their combination, in the process of subtle influence, healed Mrs. Xiao's injury to Shaoyan.

So, this time Li Qiao secretly calculated Madam Xiao, Shaoyan knew everything, but chose to acquiesce.

He came to the border with only one purpose, to protect Li Qiao.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Yan returned to the hotel from the gambling ground.

He found Li Qiao on the rooftop, lit a cigarette a few steps away, and said vaguely: "Ming Dailan called me again. She wants to buy paintings. It's **** surprising."

It seems that the appearance of Landis didn't seem to have any effect.

Li Qiao leaned on the roof and spoke without surprise, "It's not normal if you don't buy it."

"Do you know so?" Bai Yan turned his head and blew his cigarette to the side, "Then she won't be leaving if she can't buy the painting?"

Li Qiao took out a box of sour plums from her pocket and slowly delivered a piece to her mouth, "She can go, but she can also do superficial work."

Bai Yan sneered, "Tomorrow the exhibition will be over. I will arrange for someone to send your painting back to Nanyang?"

After that, he squinted his eyes and suddenly repented, "Oh, my people are not free, you can let Shang Shaoyan get it by yourself."

Li Qiao glanced at him, "Let Bai Xiaohu send it to the British Emperor in a few days and give it to Mrs. Andrew."

"Andrew?"

Li Qiao answered, her lips raised lightly, "Well, a free gift."

Bai Yan thought about it for a while, then pointed at Li Qiao with a cigarette in it, "It's really ruthless, it's not enough to kill people, and the corners are also dug?"

"It's just easy."

The Childman family wanted to use a painting to buy Mrs. Andrew, in order to stabilize the relationship between Congressman Andrew and the Ducal Palace.

Li Qiao has long been investigating that Andrew has a very high chance of being elected speaker. If Ming Dailan succeeds, the Childman family will be more powerful.

This time, she just used a picture to cut off the chance of Zellman to win over the forces, and by the way...to contribute to the forces behind the archbishop.

There are many things in one fell swoop, why not do it.

……

Another day has passed, and Ming Dailan's mental state has become visibly depressed a lot.

The art jewelry exhibition has closed, and she still failed to get the painting of King III.

It's getting late, and the food on the table is already cool.

Ming Dailan sat on one side with a weary expression, without eating or drinking, feeling a little bit disheartened.

Yin Mo observed for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Madam, should I let the kitchen heat up the food?"

Ming Dailan looked at Yin Mo in a daze, settled, shook his head, "Retreat."

"Are you not eating anymore?"

Ming Dailan got up and walked to the window, and sighed sadly, "Prepare and go back to the British Emperor tomorrow."

"That picture..."

Ming Dailan looked at herself in the glass, stretched out her hand to put the messy hair bun on her cheek behind her ear, her expression was indifferent and sad, "If they don't sell it, what can I do?"

This negative tone was full of irony, which was contrary to her unscrupulous nature.

Yin Mo covered the deep meaning in his eyes and turned around to call for room service.

At this time, Ming Dailan suddenly called her in a low voice, "Yin Mo, go and buy me a Myanmar calling card."