Outright Favoritism Chapter 875: : I will get you in the rain from now on

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Adding new hatred and old hatred together, with Ming Dailan's extreme personality, it is not impossible to drive into someone.

At this moment, Shang Yu's thin lips set off a cold arc.

He stretched his joints and interlocked with Li Qiao's fingers, looking at a place, his voice was low, "The road where Xiao Yehui's accident happened is the only way I can go to Diancheng."

Li Qiao's eyelids twitched, "It has something to do with Naji?"

"Yeah." Shang Yu stretched out his hand and pulled off the collar, his eyes surging.

Three years ago, Yanhuang's jewelry brand had a rough stone transaction in Diancheng, but there was a mistake in the middle, and a batch of over 1 billion stones were all manipulated.

Shang Yu rushed to Diancheng with the Zuo brothers and sisters, and met Mrs. Xiao and his party.

The timing is very coincidental, and among those who ambushed him on the highway back then was Naji.

After listening to the man's narration, Li Qiao clenched her palms imperceptibly.

It turns out that three years ago, Xiao Hongdao was trying to get rid of Shang Yu under the guise of others.

Li Qiao is expressionless and powerful, I'm afraid...Xiao Yehui, Shang Yu, and Ming Dailan are all in the middle of Xiao Hongdao's game.

His usual trick is to kill with a knife, without showing off sharpness.

At this moment, Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao intently, hooked his thin lips, and said intriguingly: "Three years ago, I should have seen you."

Li Qiao subconsciously nodded in thought.

Suddenly, her thoughts returned, she looked at Shang Yu and asked in surprise: "Have you seen me? Where?"

"At that time..." The man did not look at her deeply, "You should be looking for something."

"Look for..." What.

As soon as Li Qiao said a word, she shut her mouth wittily.

What else to look for, look for Xiao Yehui's broken limbs.

Shang Yu saw her hesitating to say something, his eyebrows deepened, "My motorcade drove by, do you still have an impression?"

"No." Li Qiao looked straight ahead and answered clearly.

Shang Yu raised her chin without a smile, and forced Li Qiao to look at him, "You are still holding something in your hand."

On that day, the convoy passed a place where the riot had just occurred, and the surrounding area was broken and chaotic.

The distance between the two sides is a bit far, he just glanced in the back seat and saw a girl kneeling on the ground looking for something under the rain.

There are many people around her, but everyone stays with her in the rain.

Shang Yu didn't see Li Qiao's face, and as the evening was approaching, the heavy rain caused a poor vision, and the convoy drove past him and withdrew his sight.

Until later learned that Li Qiao was one of the seven sons, he didn't think of the girl who had glanced at once, it should be her.

At that time, she was holding Xiao Yehui's severed arm.

Time back to the present, Li Qiao looked up at the man in front of him, smacked his lips, and said dryly: "That's a coincidence."

"Coincident?" Shang Yu narrowed his cold eyes with unkind eyes, pressed down his handsome face and bit on her lips, "Get him in the rain, eh?"

This past period should not be a reason for him to care about.

But deep down in the man's heart, he was extremely unhappy about this.

What qualifications does Xiao Yehui have to be treated like this by her?

Li Qiao felt that she was wronged, but seeing the anxiety and complexity in Shang Yu's eyes, she softened her heart and blurted out, "I will get you in the rain from now on."

……

Not long after, Li Qiao and Shang Yu came to the living room.

Bai Yan and He Chen are lying on the sofa playing with mobile phones.

Hearing the sound, the two raised their eyes at the same time, and their eyes fell on Li Qiao's face impartially.

Very good, my mouth is swollen.

Bai Yan put his hands on the back of the chair, his legs crossed with a golden knife, and his eyes were cold and he stared at Shang Yu, especially unkind.

Bullying Yanmeng’s mascot in front of him, can this man constrain?

Bai Yan pursed his lips, don't open his face, not seeing is clear.

He Chen is still lowering his hair, and he doesn't know who he is sending it to. There is a frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression is still proud.

……

At the same time, the British emperor.

Ming Dailan has taken the car back to Childman Manor.

She walked into the lobby calmly, looked up at the magnificent human statue directly in front, and stopped for a long time.

"Madam, you are back."

The housekeeper Yin Zhihong rushed to hear the news, saw her figure, and hurriedly greeted her flatly.

Ming Dailan turned a deaf ear to her eyes and walked up the stairs without saying a word.

Yin Mo followed her upstairs without expression.

"Momo." Yin Zhihong whispered to her suddenly.

Yin Mo paused a little, and just about to speak, Ming Dailan's voice came from the corner of the stairs, "Yin Mo, come here."

Yin Zhihong looked surprised, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low tone: "Momo, take the time to come and see Dad."

"Good."

Upstairs, Ming Dailan did not go back to the master bedroom, but went to the studio in the side hall.

Entering the door, she sat in front of the drawing board slightly exhausted, staring at the oil painting in a daze for a long time.

Yin Mo didn't bother her either, and stood quietly by the door waiting.

Not long after, Ming Dailan let out a long sigh, touched the wrinkles around her eyes, and asked quietly: "Who were you messaging with just now?"

Yin Momu held out his cell phone with a face, "Not to send a message, but to check things for you."

Ming Dailan was suspicious, glanced at her mobile phone, "What did you find?"

"All you want."

Ming Dailan raised her eyes steeply, her breathing was a little quick, "All?"

Yin Mo nodded, "Yes, the information and current status of all the members who accompanied you to Parma back then have been found."

Qizai had all these messages ready-made in her hands, and Qizai had already sent it to her before she left the border.

Ming Dailan curled up her fingertips and hesitated on her face.

When she saw this, Yin Mo didn't give her a chance to escape at all, and clearly conveyed the content.

After only half a minute, Ming Dailan raised her hand and interrupted her, "Okay, you can go out."

Yin Mo nodded, and before turning around, she heard Ming Dailan muttering: "Hide the things in your hands."

"Madam, don't worry."

……

Half an hour later, Ming Dailan sorted out his mood, changed into a simple and elegant cheongsam and went to the tea room.

She stood at the door concentrating for three seconds, then opened the door and walked in.

The faint fragrance of tea wafted in the room, and Xiao Hongdao was sitting in front of the window reading a doctor's book.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he turned the page casually, his unhurried tone was a bit of comfort, "Are you in a better mood?"

Ming Dailan looked at his back, her heart twitched, she lowered her head and poured tea to hide her panic, "It's okay."

Xiao Hongdao turned around and narrowed his eyes lightly, "Really?"

When Ming Dailan raised her head again, her eyes were already full of smiles, "It was okay, but things weren't done, it affects my mood somewhat."

Xiao Hongdao took the teacup and blew into the air, "Look at you, let you go out to relax, but you can't stay free. What can't be done, let's listen to it?"

Ming Dailan looked at Xiao Hongdao with a bewildered look and forgot to answer for a while.

In the past, she would probably be pleased with Xiao Hongdao's attitude. Such helpless and indulgent tone always made her feel favored and valued.