Chapter 1025: Qiao·Mansion

At nine o'clock in the night, it was located in the roundabout townhouse area

two blocks away from the Li family villa. A row of convoys slowly drove up.

There is a European-style fountain at the entrance of the villa, surrounded by

colorful night lights, which are brilliant and colorful.

Not long after, the convoy stopped near the fountain, and Shang Yu led Li Qiao

to get out of the car. The lights fell on each other's faces, and the outline

became more three-dimensional.

Li Qiao looked around, sniffing the fragrance of green grass floating in the

air, and after a flash of light, she noticed a huge boulder covered with red

silk next to her.

Shang Yu pocketed with one hand, a long and straight posture, he drew his

index finger across Li Qiao’s cheek, and said with a deep voice: "Don't want

to open it?"

Li Qiao guessed what, and found it incredible.

This island-circle villa area is located near the business district in the

city center. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inch of gold.

She had heard a long time ago that this place was going to create a top-level

rich area, but there was no progress for a long time.

Shang Yu brought her here, maybe he bought her a villa here as a gift?

Li Qiao looked at the man with a smile, then let go of his hand and walked up

to the boulder covered with red silk, "When was this place built? Which one

did you buy?"

Hidden in the grass in the distance, Chaifeng and Mochizuki looked at each

other, and couldn't help but shed bitter tears for each other.

Mrs. really likes to joke.

While speaking, Li Qiao was already standing in front of the boulder higher

than her. She looked back at the man standing in the light again, pursed her

lips, raised her hand and lifted the red silk.

There are three characters carved on the boulder.

Qiao·Mansion

Li Qiao was stunned.

is not a villa around the island, nor other meaningful names, but

Qiao·Mansion.

is her mansion.

Li Qiao stared at the three words painted with gold lacquer without blinking,

and her heart was hot.

Suddenly, with a warm back, Shang Yu hugged her from behind, and a warm breath

came from behind his ears, "Happy birthday."

Li Qiao released her finger, and the red silk fell to the ground.

She rolled her throat, her voice slightly hoarse, "When did you prepare?"

The man was silent for a few seconds, his chin was close to her cheek, "The

night I left from the island."

Li Qiao took a deep breath, turned around in his arms and looked up at each

other, "Reason?"

Shang Yu looked down slightly, around her waist, with a particularly gentle

gaze, “The mansion has seven villas. Drive to Li’s house for five minutes.

From now on, I will stay with you here. You can see whoever wants to do what

you want.”

He gave her plenty of space and freedom, allowing her to do whatever she

wanted in her pretty mansion.

Li Qiao, who values love and righteousness, cannot be bound by him.

Qiao·Mansion is his sincerity and promise to her.

Li Qiao’s vision was a bit blurred, she turned her face away, and said dumbly:

"Where do we live?"

"You choose." Shang Yu's palm rested impartially on her raised belly, and

gestured towards the unlit place behind: "There is another building behind for

him."

The implication is that the little cub has a villa, and his beautiful mother

has seven.

The moment the voice settled, Li Qiao whispered, she raised her eyes steeply

to look at Shang Yu, with surprise in her eyes, "Did you feel it?"

The little cub moved again.

Shang Yu’s throat slips, feeling the afterrhyth of the light beating under his

palm, and intriguingly lifted his thin lips, "Is this...I don’t like it?"

Li Qiao stretched out his hand to cover the back of the man's hand, and

couldn't help but hold up her pregnant belly, "Then wait for him to grow up

and let him choose."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows silently, his eyes narrowed, "If you don't like

it, Nanyang Mansion will leave it to him."

Li Qiao’s belly was kicked again.

The couple’s eyes met and they agreed with each other that the little cub

wanted Nanyang Mansion.

……

In less than an hour, after Li Qiao and Shang Yu visited the building of

Qiao·Mansion, the two of them prepared to return to the mansion.

This place has just been built. Even though top environmentally friendly

formaldehyde-free materials are used, Shang Yu is not at ease. After

discussing with Li Qiao, he plans to move in after the wedding.

After the convoy left, Zhuifeng and Mochizuki walked out of the grass, limping

on their legs.

No injury, just a numb leg.

Huifeng wears a red helmet on top of his head, looks at the dressing of his

contractor, and sighs, "Let’s go, Xiaoyan’s house has not been built yet.

There are still two and a half months left. It is estimated that it will be

completed."

God knows how much financial and material resources Yanhuang Group has spent

in order to take this piece of land and build the villa.

The bodyguards of the mansion were all pulled over to carry bricks and

concrete, and they were so ** good.

Mochizuki squinted at the clearing behind, he thought, and remembered one

thing, “Did the boss let us build another training hall before?”

"It seems to be." Chasing took off the helmet on his head and patted it twice,

"Moreover...the training equipment must be the smallest."

After that, the two looked at each other, and deep sympathy appeared in their

eyes.

Understood, the training hall is for Master Xiao Yan.

Mochizuki gave a thumbs up silently, "The boss is really a real father."

Chasing the wind and looking up at the sky, he sighed from the bottom of his

heart, "Fortunately, he is just my boss, not my father..."

Little Yan Ye is too difficult.

has not been born yet, the training hall is arranged.

……

Back to the mansion, Li Qiao couldn't wait to continue to open the present.

Twenty-two exquisite gift boxes have been placed on the coffee table. Li Qiao

took a sip and picked up the smallest box and gently opened the ribbon.

Shang Yu sat with his legs crossed beside her, his deep eyes fell on her, as

if he couldn't see enough.

Li Qiao guessed that it might be a variety of exquisite and expensive gifts,

but as the lid opened, the contents inside made her a little surprised.

It was a pair of baby silver bracelets. They were put in a plastic bag. They

didn't look like new, but they were well preserved.

Li Qiao picked up the bracelet and shook it. The crisp sound of bells broke

the quiet atmosphere in the living room.

She thought of something, and looked sideways at Shang Yu, "Is this the little

bracelet you wore?"

The man lowered his eyelids, curled his lips and said in a deep voice, "Well,

my favorite thing when I was one year old."

Li Qiao suddenly felt that this small bracelet was worth a lot of gold.

She looked at the other twenty-one gift boxes again, and suddenly remembered a

sentence: I gave myself to you, together with my favorite things at each

stage, all belong to you.

Li Qiao retracted her gaze and looked at the wall in front of her, her eyes

sore.

The second gift box is a shiny jade pendant. Li Qiao touched the red string in

the plastic bag, and she could even imagine Shang Yu as a child running in the

old house wearing it.

The third gift box is an old-fashioned copybook. The handwriting is not neat

and tidy. It is the beginning of Shang Yu's learning and practicing

calligraphy.

The fourth...Fifth...Each copy is the favorite thing that has been collected

for many years and belonged to Shang Yu at that stage.

There are a total of 22 gift boxes, but starting from the sixteenth gift box,

there is nothing in it.

(End of this chapter)