Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 722 One Billion Talk Shows Your Heart

  Time came to four o'clock in the afternoon, and Li Qiao received a call from Shang Yu.

  She got up and went out. Duan Shuyuan in the living room asked in surprise: "Qiaoqiao, are you not eating at home?"

  Li Qiao bends her lips, smiling slightly far-fetched, "No, I'll have something to do in a while."

  Duan Shuyuan walked to her sadly, touched her cheek, and exclaimed earnestly, "No matter how busy you are, don’t forget to eat. You have lost weight recently."

   "Yes, let's go first, mom."

  Duan Shuyuan watched her leave reluctantly, knowing that Li Qiao could not be seen, and then she sighed and retracted her gaze.

  ……

Outside the door, a few cars parked beside the boulevard, Shang Yu's handsome face appeared from the half-lowered car window, Li Qiao twitched the corner of her mouth, bowed into the car, and hugged her without a word as soon as she sat firmly. Man.

  Front row of clouds and falling rain: "..."

   Silent dog food is the most choking.

  Li Qiao put her hands around Shang Yu's shoulders, her slightly cool cheeks buried deep in his neck.

  For a long time, she whispered: "Mu Aoxian... is still alive."

  Shang Yu’s powerful arms circled her back, and a trace of surprise passed by his eyes, "Mu Aofan’s younger brother?"

   "Hmm." Li Qiao replied, "He is my teacher."

  Li Qiao relayed Mu Aoxian’s words. At the end of the talk, she lifted her head from the man’s arms and ridiculed her tone, “The Xiao family ancestor also comes from Pama. It’s no wonder that so many families can join forces.

  Not only that, for the previous few hours, Li Qiao had gone through everything in her mind.

  Before, she had always wondered why Viscount He wanted to frame Shang Yu for the Presbyterian Church.

  After Mu Aoxian’s explanation, everything made sense.

  What the He family did was probably inspired by Zellman.

  At this time, Shang Yu's eyes were slightly narrowed, and a little dangerous dark glow, "Xiao Yehui has seen Mu Aoxian?"

  Li Qiao shook her head, and replied simply, "No, except for Achang and Ajie from the seventh team, no one else has seen the teacher."

  The words fell, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the man, "Do you doubt that Xiao Yehui knows my life experience?"

  Shang Yu pressed down his thin lips with a grim expression, "I don't rule out this possibility."

   "He doesn't know." Li Qiao let go of the man's shoulders, sat down on the back of the chair, and added quietly, "At least I didn't know it back then."

  As for now...

  Li Qiao don't open her face, her eyebrows are dull where Shang Yu can't see.

  The night she and Mrs. Xiao first met, she guessed that she was Jing Yilan's daughter.

  Xiao Hongdao only knows who she is as long as she has seen a picture of her.

  Now, Xiao Yehui, who has returned to the Childman family, will know it sooner or later.

  Hostility is already inevitable.

  ……

  In late autumn, the Nanyang Mountains surrounding the mansion were stained with a bleak autumn mood.

  Li Qiao got out of the car and looked at the familiar building in front of her, pursing her lips, tilted her head to look at Shang Yu, "Feng Yi still has no news?"

  Counting days, more than a week has passed, and his speed is too slow.

  Shang Yu is still wearing a thin shirt, while watching Li Qiao slightly curl her lips, "Go in and say."

  Li Qiao didn't think much, walked into the mansion that had been away for more than a month, and unexpectedly heard the voice of conversation in the living room.

   "Your younger siblings are my goddaughters. In terms of seniority, you should call me godfather."

  Daughter Li Qiao: "..."

  This voice is obviously from Jin Rong, a flower on Wenxi Island.

  In a blink of an eye, with a little English accent, the male whistle voice that is not pure enough to pronounce, "Do you want a face?"

  Jin Rong chuckled, "If you want a face, you will have no daughter."

  With the ridicule of the two, Li Qiao and Shang Yu walked into the living room.

  Jin Rong and Feng Yixun raised their eyes, smiles on their faces, "Oh, are you back?"

  Li Qiao nodded. As soon as he sat down, Feng Yi took out a palm-sized envelope from his trousers and placed it on the coffee table. Then he flicked it with his fingertips and said, "Captain Yin asked me to give it to you."

  Jin Rong squinted, staring at the envelope and raising his eyebrows suspiciously, "This is... a love letter?"

  Feng Yi ignored him, but cocked her legs to look at Li Qiao, and explained, “I didn’t read the contents. She insisted on handing it to you personally.”

  Li Qiao has opened the envelope, raised her eyes to look at Feng Yi, nodded and thanked, "Trouble."

  Feng Yi waved his hand, "It happened to be back to China recently to do something, just by the way."

  Jin Rong felt that he was being ignored, and kicked Shang Yu with his legs apart. He had nothing to say, "Pama's matter has been resolved?"

   "Well, little things." The man raised his head and rested on the back of the chair, his lazy posture was elegant and expensive.

  While several men chatted, Li Qiao also finished reading Yin Mo's handwritten letter.

  Not much text, but a lot of information.

  She can't use any information technology to send messages, she can only write a few words to explain to Li Qiao.

  Yun Li is indeed in the Duke’s Mansion, and is currently a servant of the racecourse.

  Yin Mo expressed strong wishes in the letter, hoping that Li Qiao could find a way to let Yun Li leave.

  The last few words, she wrote very hard: I am here, trust me, let him go.

  Li Qiao folded the envelope in half and threw it on the table casually, touching her forehead in thought.

  Yun Li went deep into the Duke’s Mansion but didn’t hurt Xiao Yehui, so what exactly did he want to do?

  Li Qiao frowned, picked up the envelope and got upstairs.

  At this time, Jin Rong took out the cigarette case from his pocket, handed out two cigarettes, and asked Feng Yi, “You came to Nanyang to deliver the letter?”

  Make a fuss.

  Feng Yi took the cigarette and brought it to his mouth. He touched the cufflinks with his fingers and pressed his lips earnestly. “Pama makes such a big movement, and I go straight to it to make people suspicious.”

  Jin Rong smiled clearly, lighted a cigarette and took a sip, turned his head and blew out the mist, “The curve of thinking to save the country is good, but you rarely go back to China, so don’t be careless if you come back suddenly this time.”

   "I know." A gleam of light flashed across Feng Yi's eyes. He glanced at Jin Rong and said with a low smile: "Otherwise, I don't need to call you over."

  Jin Rong's smoking action, before he could speak, he heard the English gentleman's brazen words, "My dad will return home for his birthday next month to find him a baby. This is a good reason, isn't it?"

  The location of his treasure hunt is Wenxi Island Warehouse, right?

  Jin Rong gave him a cold look, then he looked at Shang Yu and shook his ankle, “Pama, I don’t have many contacts, but it’s okay to add some blockage to the people who trouble you.”

  The implication is that the eldest brother will help you teach those grandchildren.

After he finished speaking, Feng Yi said: "I heard that Chenzi is still in Pama, and he will help me get my share. This time the Yanhuang Group stock has plummeted, and you probably also voted to raise the closing price. Quite a lot. I don’t have a lot of money recently.

  Shang Yu leaned on the sofa, raised his eyelids, curled his lips and said, "I came to Nanyang specifically to send money?"

  Jin Rong shrugged, biting a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, his tone was vague, "Brothers don’t have much else, but more money. I will help him give Zong Zhan’s share, so he hasn’t been discharged yet, and Cai dare not confide in him."

  (End of this chapter)