Outright Favoritism

Chapter 452 His paranoia seems to have occurred

In less than five minutes, everyone on the scene withdrew from the lobby.

Standing on the steps, Tu Anliang looked around the scenes in the nightclub with a very greedy look.

Finally he bent over to support the stair railing, lowered his head and started laughing.

However, the laughter was hoarse and full of bitterness.

Life is hard.

After that night, the city of Athena that never sleeps announced its closure.

Three days later, the building of Everbright City was listed for sale. For many years after that, no one in Nanyang City had seen Tu Anliang again.

On the way back, Li Qiao sat in the carriage and did not speak for a long time.

Shang Yu, who was sitting next to her, also looked out the window, his dark eyes were thick and dark, and the ink was like a deep ocean.

A line of motorcades galloped past the main road of the old city, Li Qiao leaned her head on her chair, but her eyes were out of focus.

She didn't intend to really help Tu Anliang, even if she said it now, she didn't count as helping him.

After all, it is actually very cruel to let a native of Nanyang leave this land.

But what can he do if he doesn't leave?

Nanyang no longer has his place.

Tu Anliang is not a big treacherous man. From the background of the former richest man, Tujia, he has received a very good family education since he was a child.

It's just that the family has fallen in love and suffered too many injustices to become the ruffian today.

Li Qiao never thought that Zhong Jiugong, the respected gold medalist, would give his teenage son to his interest partners for the benefit of the family.

At that time, the general situation of the Tujia himself was gone, maybe he still wanted to turn the tide, only to do such a dehumanizing thing.

Li Qiao suddenly understood why Jiugong had chosen to be a mortuary.

Like her, he is also atonement and accumulating virtue.

Probably deep down, there is no way to accept the respect and praise from the world frankly. Only by facing the dead can find a trace of peace of mind.

No wonder that Tu Anliang would break his wrist without hesitation, but Jiugong still couldn't bear to be harsh, and even asked her to let Tu Anliang let go.

This kind of father and son's grievances, she really can't intervene, nor can she intervene.

No one is Tu Anliang, who has not suffered from him, is not qualified to persuade him to be kind.

This world always looks beautiful and vivid, but the sufferings of the world are mostly buried deep in corners that are invisible to the naked eye.

...

At the Royal Hotel, Li Qiao followed Shang Yu all the way to yesterday's suite.

He Chen and the others went back to the box where they had dinner before and let them serve the dishes again.

When they were halfway through the dinner party, Liu Yun suddenly came in and whispered a few words to Shaoyan, and didn't know what he said, Shaoyan threw off his chopsticks and strode away.

At that time, his face was extremely ugly. A short distance from the restaurant to the parking lot, he dispatched many people from the mansion and rushed to the south of the city.

He Chen and the others didn't know what was going on. After asking, they realized that Li Qiao had been in the car accident, and immediately followed with their chopsticks.

At this moment, Qiu Huan took a cigarette from the table, threw it into his mouth and lit it, and let out a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with Li Qiao tonight."

He knew Li Qiao's ability, but in the face of Tu Anliang who was pressed into a hurry, no one could guarantee what he would do.

He Chen also took the cigarette and bit it at the corner of his mouth, but did not light it, his eyebrows drooped and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Chengbei Gu Jin sat across from him and took a sip, "Did she say something to Tu Anliang? I think Tu Anliang's performance just now seems abnormal."

When the words fell, the few people at the table all cast their sights on him.

Gu Jin swept around and probed her hands, "Why do you look at me that way? Didn't you find that Tu Anliang was wrong tonight?"

...

Upstairs in the suite, Li Qiao sat on the sofa by the window, rubbing her wrist with her head down.

From getting off the car to entering the door just now, she was pulled up by Shang Yu by the wrist.

He seemed to be angry, holding her very hard.

Li Qiao glanced at the phone he had put on the table, picked it up to unlock it, and noticed that there were more than a dozen missed calls, including Shang Yu and the other three assistants.

Her pupils tightened, and she couldn't help but stared at the man beside her with a guilty conscience.

After the crash, she didn't notice the phone, and got out of the car after slowing down.

On the way back, Shang Yu didn't say a word.

It is estimated that this time I was angry, after all, it was a car accident.

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead. There was no pain, but it seemed to be a little swollen. It might have been hit by the airbag during the previous crash.

She pursed the corner of her mouth, put the phone on the table again, looked at the man's tight profile, and cleared her throat, "Why don't you speak?"

At this time, the man's thin lips moved, but he still didn't speak. He stiffly took out the cigarette case and pulled out a cigarette between his fingertips.

However, the next moment... that cigarette suddenly broke off in the middle.

Li Qiao frowned and looked at the half of the cigarette that fell on the ground, and then fell back to Shang Yu's hand, only to realize that the muscles under his shirt seemed to be in a very tight state, so that the cigarette was unbearable by him. Broken.

Her eyes were low, she stood up and walked to the man, her fingers fell on his upper arm and pinched, and she realized that his muscles were very tight and stiff.

"What's wrong with you..." Li Qiao stroked the man's arm up and down, trying to relax his limbs.

The words settled, her wrist was pinched by the man.

Shang Yu seemed to be unable to control his strength, his breathing was thick and heavy, and even his stiff muscles began to tremble. His voice was so hoarse that he could hardly hear his original voice. "Is it necessary for me to lock you up to stop getting hurt?" "

Li Qiao didn't have time to feel the pain on her wrist, instead she fixed her eyes on the man's dimming and struggling eyes.

He seemed to be trapped in a certain kind of thinking, unable to extricate himself, and was extremely restrained.

"You tell me, don't you?" He tugged her wrist, seemingly obsessed with this question.

Lightning flint, Li Qiao's mind flashed through some typical case characteristics that he had seen.

His paranoia... seems to have appeared.

Li Qiao's heart tightened, without saying anything, and sat down in the man's arms, hugged his neck directly, and said patiently: "I am not injured, not at all."

This kind of mental personality disorder will be sensitive and irritable at the moment of the illness, and will be deeply trapped in one's subjective consciousness and cannot be controlled.

However, it is obvious that Shang Yu is still trying his best to restrain the influence of this extreme bad mood.

Li Qiao has not had a thorough understanding of this aspect of the disease, but Shang Yu's performance at this moment is very close to the characteristics of the clinical cases she has seen.

She sat in the man's arms, put her arms around his neck, and stroked his back with her left hand.

His right wrist was still pinched by him, and his strength did not relax at all.

"You are injured." The man whispered in her ear, and the moment he closed his eyes, there was no rhythm at all in the frequency of the sliding of the apple.

If Li Qiao cannot be found today, or if she has a serious car accident——

He might kill Qiu Huan, kill Zhong Jiugong, kill Tu Anliang, and even kill everyone involved in this matter.

This is the arrangement he prepared to deploy on the way to the south of the city.

Because of these disasters, it is all because of them.

Li Qiao hugged Shang Yu tightly, her cheek pressed against the tight side of the man, and felt a little looseness in his body, and kissed his handsome face again, "I forgot to take it after hitting the car. Mobile phone, not next time. Don't worry, I have a sense of measure..."

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　　 Knock on the blackboard: There is a great **** in the backstage who said high prices to ask questions, [The question is: Will Zuo Tang come out, will he abuse? 】

　　The kid who asks questions, I won’t waste your book money by answering questions in the background. I’ll just say a few nonsense here.

　　First, I didn’t expect a Zuo Tang to draw your attention so much. The focus has never been Zuo Tang, but the dark hall. If He Chen is a sensible person, can he be dumped? I remember all the nonsense He Chen said, it seems that no one has seen those words that Shang Yu said to Li Qiao...

　　Second, a female protagonist can have a partner from birth to death, why can't a male protagonist have?

　　 Third, Zuo Tang is a female partner and a special person. As for the special features, I will talk about it later, but she is not a white lotus. Is it okay to press the head and say that she is a white lotus before she even appears?

　　Fourth, there is no plot to abuse for the sake of abuse, let alone abuse for Zuo Tang, and no one can influence the feelings of the male and female protagonist. The process of their running in on their own is not called abuse.

　　 Fifth, the heroine who has an admirer is a handsome male god, and the heroine who has an admirer is a white lotus? This logic doesn't make sense, get out of class ends.

(End of this chapter)