Outright Favoritism

Chapter 460 is important, what do you think

Approaching noon, Li Qiao walked around a third of the dark hall, and her steps began to become lazy.

Shang Yu hooked her waist, held her upright in his arms, lowered his head and asked, "Tired?"

"Well, kind of."

The dark hall was too big and exceeded her expectations.

Shang Yu tightened his arms and raised his eyebrows, "Go back to rest?"

Li Qiao half pillowed his shoulders and nodded lightly, "Okay, come again when I have a chance."

The dark hall assessment...when the time is right, she can try.

A group of people turned back outside the door along the air-raid tunnel, Li Qiao lazily leaned on the man, and returned to the valley in a short while.

The Zuo brothers and sisters stood outside the iron gate and watched them leave, watching the helicopter slowly lift into the air, and the hurricane raised by the propeller also disturbed their hair.

Zuo Xuan lowered his head and looked at Zuo Tang who was still looking up. He pondered for a few seconds, "What did you talk to Miss Li?"

Zuo Tang slowly retracted his gaze, and met Zuo Xuan's gaze, "Nothing to talk about."

As she spoke, she touched her left leg again, frowning her eyebrows, and she seemed uncomfortable.

Zuo Xuan twitched the corner of his mouth and sighed: "I told you a long time ago that she is not the kind of narrow-minded person, so why bother to take off the prosthesis?"

In fact, Zuo Tang hadn't been in a wheelchair for a long time. He just heard that Li Qiao was coming over. Somehow, he had to appear in front of her in this way.

Zuo Tang looked at Zuo Xuan with a disapproving look, curled his eyebrows, and pondered for a long time before asking: "Brother, don't you think I was deliberately sitting in a wheelchair because I was acting weak in front of Miss Li?"

Zuo Xuan made no sound, but silence meant acquiescence.

Zuo Tang immediately stretched out his right leg and kicked him lightly, "What are you thinking about? I just did this for fear of her misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Zuo Xuan's straight-forward thinking clearly didn't understand her intentions.

Zuo Tang leaned on the handle and moved the wheelchair into the tunnel. As the door behind her closed, she said lightly: "Ms. Li is very smart. She must have heard about me. You don’t understand women. I’m in a wheelchair. I saw her just to show my position."

"What stand?" Zuo Xuan frowned, becoming more puzzled.

She looked at the front, curled her lips and said softly, "I am a handicapped person, not worthy of the position of the hall master."

Zuo Xuan's eyes trembled, and her heart was poked by her straightforward expression.

It is his own sister, he actually knew her thoughts a long time ago, "I thought you wanted to..."

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Tang looked up at him: "Think I want to get sympathy and mercy?"

Zuo Xuan was silent again, and she couldn't help laughing and murmured: "What do I want those things to do..."

If the hall master would have mercy on her, he would not let the master of the house accept her as a righteous daughter.

Because she is a righteous daughter, she is nominally the sister of the hall master.

This identity, seemingly noble, actually discounted all her thoughts.

At that time, Zuo Tang, who was seriously injured, recognized a fact--

When a man does not love you, even if you save his life for him, he will still not love you.

Besides, she is just a subordinate, so why should she insult herself?

...

Twenty minutes later, Shang Yu and Li Qiao returned to the mansion.

In the living room, Li Qiaowo rubbed her temples on the single sofa. Perhaps she had a faint headache after spending too long on the mountain top training ground.

"What's the matter?" Shang Yu walked into the living room and saw her frowning, his thick eyebrows were slightly raised, and he walked forward and stroked the top of her head.

Li Qiao drooped the corners of her eyes unconsciously, "I have a headache."

The man sat down beside her, folded her long legs, and put her on her lap with his arms around her shoulders. His rough and warm fingers pressed lightly on her forehead, "Is there anything you want to ask?"

Li Qiao opened the corner of his eyes and looked at his raised eyebrows, half-closed her eyes, pursing a smile and said, "No."

This is the second time he asked this question today.

The man's massage technique is very meticulous, perhaps because of the psychological effect, Li Qiao felt that the pain in the forehead was relieved a lot.

At this moment, when he heard her answer, Shang Yu leaned over slightly, hugged her halfway in his arms, and pressed down his handsome face to tease, "Really?"

A clear breath spilled on his forehead, Li Qiao pillowed his arms, slowly stretched his eyebrows, and fiddled with the buttons on his chest shirt. "Before going to the dark hall, I did have some thoughts about Zuo Tang.

But when I saw her today, it felt a bit complicated, but... she was not He Xi, nor Shang Fu, she was much smarter than them. "

A subordinate with a degree of advancing and retreating controls everything within a reasonable range, can't find the slightest mistake, and even has a low sense of existence.

Li Qiao knew very well that the reason Shang Yu took her to the dark hall for a fake visit was mostly to dispel her grievances towards Zuo Tang.

At this moment, the man bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead, holding her with one hand, and rubbing her temples with the other hand, his eyes fell deeply on her face, and his voice was low and slowly, "Who is she? What matters, what matters is what you think."

Speaking of this, his thumb gently rubbed Li Qiao’s cheek, and his arms around her tightened a bit," He Chen said, because I sent Luo Yu to Pama all the year round, and Nanyang only left Tang Zuo. A female subordinate, that's why he had a misunderstanding."

Moreover, Zuo Tang's leg was indeed broken for him.

He Chen's original words at the time were: "She broke her leg for you, so you are not moved at all?"

He only returned three words: "Is it necessary?"

At this moment, Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu without blinking, his eyes were dark and deep, and his tone of voice was gentle and low.

These words were also mixed with his serious explanation.

People with paranoia are mostly stubborn because of long-term insecurity.

He might have always thought that Zuo Tang would become a thorn in her heart and affect their feelings.

So no matter what, I have to take her into the dark hall, so as to dispel all the unnecessary thoughts in her heart.

Li Qiao sighed deeply, turned her head and buried her face in his arms, clutching his shirt with her fingers, and did not speak for a long time.

She never felt that Zuo Tang was so important, but he wouldn't arrange them to meet so easily if there was anything.

And Zuo Tang's performance just shows that she is not a mindless subordinate.

Li Qiao was bored in his arms, and it took a long time to raise her head again, her eyes covered with ridicule, "Are you afraid of me being jealous or afraid of me thinking too much?"

Shang Yu looked at her narrow look, bowed his head and pressed her thin lips against the corners of her lips. The deep tone had a thin smile, "She is not qualified to make you jealous, but if you think about it, I can only take her Transfer away from Nanyang and never show up."

Love words are really nice.

Li Qiao was held by him like this, her eyes curled and her heart hot.

She lifted her chin and pecked on the man’s lips, her fingers lingering on his cheek, “I’m so busy every day, I don’t have time to think about it, I think you’re enough.”

(End of this chapter)