Outright Favoritism

Chapter 419 Be good, help me

Li Qiao wanted to look at him without a smile, and gently poked his gauze with her finger, "I'm afraid your wound will open again..."

The man hugged her and kissed her again, then got up and led her to the bathroom, "Then it's up to you."

Li Qiao looked at his broad back, her heart was sour and warm.

Then, he followed Shang Yu into the bathroom in a daze. Before he could react, he was pressed against the bathroom wall and kissed deeply.

Perhaps the sweetness after the quarrel was particularly deceptive, Li Qiao raised her head and tried her best to cater to him, and the temperature around him became higher and higher.

She didn't realize that her T-shirt was missing until a chill came from her back.

Looking at the man's chest wrapped in gauze again, his eyes became clearer, "You can't take a bath if you are injured."

The finger was dragged down by the man, and a hoarse voice induced in a low voice beside his ear: "Hey, help me..."

...

At midnight, the two lay back on the big bed with wet hair. Li Qiao fell into a light sleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow.

Shang Yu was leaning against the head of the bed, wearing only a pair of black trousers, looking down at her peaceful and peaceful face, his apple slid and bent down, and pecked her lips.

It seemed that it was still not enough, the slightly cool lips fell on her brows and eyelids again, and after a light peck, he returned to her lips and began to make a mess.

Li Qiao felt that she had just fallen asleep and was awakened by another wet kiss.

In the room, only the bedside lamp on Shang Yu's side was turned on, and the dim light hit the man's shoulders, with layers of blurred gold edges.

The girl squinted her eyes and muttered a few words in her dream. Shang Yu didn't hear it clearly, and kissed a few deeply, holding her face in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

Li Qiao rubbed his arms and fell asleep again in a blink of an eye.

...

At one o'clock in the morning, Shang Yu came to the next door neatly and opened the door.

There was a smell of smoke. He Chen, who had just walked out of the bathroom, looked down at his watch, then glanced at the man's short damp hair, and sighed, "Are you coaxing people to bed?"

Shang Yu put his hand in his pocket, glanced at him coldly, and ignored him.

Liuyun, Mochizuki and Luoyu were sitting at the small round table playing cards, and they saw Shang Yu dropping cards and standing up.

Mochizuki asked, "Boss, do you want to go back?"

"Well, go back."

Nanyang's matter has not been resolved yet, he really can't stay in Chongcheng for too long.

He Chen was behind him, looking at Shang Yu unscrupulously, and by the way said a cool remark, "Why didn't I find you are so patient with women before?"

The man picked up the cigarette case from the table, took one out and brought it to his thin lips. When he lit it, his voice was vaguely ironic: "You haven't found anything, how few?"

Oh, it's to blame for him not watching Li Qiao.

He Chen leaned against the wall innocently and touched his eyebrows, "The grievance is so great? Did the injury affect your performance?"

Three assistants: "..."

The whole world also dared to tease their boss so cheaply.

Change to be someone else's shot.

Shang Yu sat on the side of the bed with one hand on his knees, looking at the extinguished cigarette **** in his hand, and glanced at He Chen and said, "Before the exchange meeting is over, don't let her return to Nanyang."

He Chen leaned against the wall and curled his lips, "Are you sure that the Nanyang matter can be resolved before the end of the exchange meeting?"

"Yes." The man said in a single word, with a thin white mist overflowing his thin lips, "She dare not use Xiao Yeyan's life to bet against me."

He Chen squinted at Shang Yu, with a complicated expression, "She's coming to Nanyang, does your dad know?"

"He doesn't need to know."

He Chen knew it, and sneered and looked out the window, "I have never seen a mother who can be eccentric like this in my mother's life."

No one answered the conversation in the room, and Shang Yu continued to vomit while holding the cigarette. Only his handsome face hazy by the smoke revealed a deep coldness.

...

At six o'clock the next morning, Li Qiao's alarm clock rang.

She took out the phone from under her pillow, squinted her eyes and turned off the alarm clock, and turned over to continue sleeping.

After a few seconds, thinking of something, she suddenly opened her eyes again, sat up and looked around, but she didn't find Shang Yu.

have they gone?

She was so tired last night that she seemed to fall asleep when she lay down.

Li Qiao lifted the quilt and got out of the bed. In the aftermath, she saw a special note for the guest house on the bedside table.

She picked it up and saw that a few words with a sharp brushstroke fell on the paper: Waiting for you to go back.

Li Qiao lifted the corner of her mouth and smiled, as if she could see through his handwriting how he had written these words.

After half an hour, she went out.

Less than seven o'clock, other people in the laboratory walked into the restaurant one after another.

Today is the second half of the research results display, Renhe Lab is Lianzhen and her on stage to share.

Academician Jiang sat at the dining table while eating breakfast while chattering about various precautions.

After eating, the group went to the exhibition center.

On the way, Lianzhen deliberately fell behind a few steps, walked to Li Qiao's side, and said with a worried look: "Xiao Li, I seemed to see Guan Mingyu last night."

Li Qiao still paced forward unhurriedly, her eyes flashing, "Where did you see it?"

"In an old-fashioned house in the backstreet of the Convention and Exhibition Center." Lianzhen frowned and said in a low voice, "The restaurant where everyone had dinner was in the backstreet last night.

At about 8 o'clock in the evening, there were a lot of people on the street. I saw Guan Mingyu being sent into a residential house by two men.

Later, I tried to make her call, but no one answered. I called Guan Mingchen again, but his phone was also turned off.

Neither of them has called me back. You said, could it be..."

Li Qiao tilted his head and glanced at Lianzhen with a solemn expression, "Guan Mingchen is currently participating in a closed training and cannot use a mobile phone."

"Really?" Lian Zhen knew that Guan Mingchen was very capable of mental arithmetic, and he also heard about him studying.

However, Li Qiao's explanation did not make his brows stretched. Instead, he frowned and tightened, "Then Guan Mingyu..."

"Perhaps, there will be results today."

Li Qiao gave a plausible answer. Seeing Lianzhen's helplessness, she calmly said, "Don't think too much, brother Lian. On the display list of this report, the initiator of the study of human genetic diseases, wrote It's me."

The implication is that even if something goes wrong, she is the main responsible person.

Hearing this, Lian Zhen wanted to say a few more words, but a familiar voice was already heard in front of him.

"Academician Jiang, good morning. Our colleagues in the council are looking forward to the presentation of the results of Renhe Lab today."

The speaker was Shang Qiongying who had just arrived in a commercial vehicle.

She was dressed in a dignified and capable lady's suit, with her hair coiled behind her head, and standing in front of Academician Jiang with her handbag, she glanced at the back of the team quietly while greeting.

Academician Jiang and Qiongying Shang are not familiar with each other, but due to their status, they hurriedly smiled humbly: "Don’t say that. Renhe has not been established for a long time, and naturally it is not comparable to other large laboratories. I am also worried about the directors. Will look down upon our research results."

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(End of this chapter)