Outright Favoritism

Chapter 132 has a chance to go to Parma again

"Qin Si?"

Shang Zonghai pondered for a moment, and his thoughtful eyes gradually became clear: "Is it the young man Ning Yuanhang brought to the old mansion before?"

Ning Yuanhang, Chief Parma.

About seven or eight years ago, Ning Yuanhang's chieftain's mansion suddenly added two strangers.

An elderly man, and a sick young man.

Shang Zonghai had an impression on this matter.

His confidant nodded, his eyes still filled with ecstasy, "Yes, that's right, it's him."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu and Shang Zonghai exchanged their sights, their expressions are not as Ling Ran as before.

Shang Zonghai twisted the Buddha beads and said with emotion: "Unexpectedly, this Qin Si usually doesn't show mountains or dews, but he stepped forward at the critical moment."

As he said, he looked at his confidant again and confirmed again and again: "Is that brat really unscathed?"

The confidant breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded and whispered: "Don't worry, the master, I heard the second master's voice on the phone just now, and he asked me to say hello to you."

"Huh, this dog that doesn't grow up." Although Shang Zonghai cursed, his expression was much more relaxed, "Since he is okay, let's follow the original plan for the return flight.

In addition, you inform the housekeeper that you should not let Shang Lu go out for the time being, and send someone to stare at him. Everything will be discussed when I go back. "

When the voice fell, Shang Yu lowered his eyes slightly, a few strands of broken hair blocked the corner of his forehead, "Tomorrow I will return with you."

Shang Zonghai glanced at him in surprise, Yu Guang looked at Li Qiao vaguely, "Also, then set off tomorrow morning."

...

After a while, Shang Zonghai followed his confidant to the tea room.

In the living room, Li Qiao sat next to Shang Yu, holding the green gourd bottle in her hand, "What time are you and uncle's flight tomorrow morning?"

"Ten o'clock." Shang Yu looked at her sideways, caught her medicine bottle, and said in a deep voice: "Put the medicine."

Li Qiao clenched her palms and raised her eyebrows while holding the medicine bottle, "I'll do it myself, and my hand didn't hurt..."

Hearing the sound, smile lines appeared on Shang Yu's lips, and he leaned on the back of the sofa chair and raised his head, "Well, remember not to use too much, the medicine is very effective."

Drugs in the experimental stage are naturally more effective than those circulating in the market, and she still knows this common sense.

Li Qiao rubbed the cold medicine bottle, then leaned sideways on the sofa, looking at the man's three-dimensional handsome silhouette, "Yan Ye, how long will you go back to Pama this time?"

Shang Yu stretched his eyebrows, leaned back on the back of the chair and turned his head slowly. At this distance, Li Qiao once again saw the mole at the end of his left eye, and she wanted to touch it.

"Not necessarily, want to go?"

Li Qiao's eyes lit up, but she shook her head with a smile, "I think a little bit, but not this time. I can't be absent for my grandpa's birthday tomorrow Saturday."

Otherwise, the old man in her family can mobilize the power of the family to make countless serial calls to her until she appears.

Shang Yu dropped his eyelids knowingly, closed his eyes half-closed, and said in a lazy tone: "Then I will go again later."

...

After dinner, Luo Yu took Li Qiao to the guest room on the second floor. It happened that there was a tea room next door.

The first time staying in Nanyang Mansion was quite new to Li Qiao.

The room is a suite structure, simple layout, dark gray style, with warm light, very in line with Shang Yu's aesthetic.

Li Qiao closed the door and looked around. To the south of the room was a large floor-to-ceiling window and an external viewing balcony.

She opened the window, supported the balcony railings, and sighed while looking at the dark mountains.

(End of this chapter)