Chapter 539: Are you sure she will let go?

Chapter 539 Are you sure she will let go of the past?

At this moment, there was a neat sound of footsteps from the direction of the

stairs in the corridor.

Feng Yi paused when he dialed the phone, and when he turned his head to look,

his handsome face sank, "What is the Duke?"

Here comes Xiao Yehui.

It was still his royal knight who opened the way in front of him.

He did not answer Feng Yi, but looked at the door of the study.

Within a few seconds, the door opened, and Shang Yu's straight black figure

paced out from inside.

In the gorgeous European-style corridor, the two men are not far apart, but

there is a clear separation.

Xiao Yehui paced forward, with the white gloved hand still hanging on his

side, softly whispering: "I thought you would stop me."

He called Shang Shaoyan and said he wanted to meet Li Qiao. He instinctively

thought he would stop it, but he didn't.

Right now, Shang Yu and his gaze crossed, with one hand into the pocket, and

his lips curled sharply, "I always want to give you a chance to say goodbye to

the past."

The smile on Xiao Yehui's face narrowed a little, and when he turned to face

the door, he turned his head and looked back, "Are you so sure that she will

let go?"

The man didn't look at him, and took the cigarette case from Feng Yi's hand,

calm and arrogant, "You can try."

Xiao Yehui didn't give him a deep look, bent his lips and pushed the door and

walked in.

Feng Yi watched his figure disappear inside the door, a little worried, "How

is Li Qiao's hand? You let him in like this, just in case..."

The man held the cigarette to his lips, his voice was low, "Nothing in case."

There must be a decision about Xiao Yehui and Li Qiao.

...

In the study, Xiao Yehui stood at the door, seeing the scene inside, a slight

smile appeared in his eyes.

It was the Xiao Qi he knew, no matter what unexpected situation he faced, he

could recover calm and reason in the fastest time.

At this moment, she was sitting alone on the European-style couch, her skirt

swaying on the floor, her legs folded, she was lowering her head and rubbing

the gauze on her right hand, and casually said to him, "You are here."

From the ridiculous bewilderment when she first saw it, to the moment of

indifferent calmness, the pointer only walked half a circle, and he could not

see any extra emotions in her body.

Xiao Yehui paced to take a seat on the single sofa opposite Li Qiao, and the

greetings and reminiscences of the old people meeting seemed redundant and

hypocritical in such a scene.

He sighed softly and leaned back in the chair gracefully, "How's your hand?"

Li Qiao pulled off a piece of yarn and rubbed it at his fingertips, "I can't

die."

The conversation was too sparse and ordinary, leaving Xiao Yehui at a loss for

a moment.

In fact, he would rather Li Qiao beat him and scold him, or even engage with

him, and didn't want to see her calm and calm.

Xiao Yehui looked away from her face and looked away at the bookcase in front

of her. A thin smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, "Little Qi, I said I

have difficulties, do you believe it?"

"Believe." Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at the face that had made her

feel guilty for three years. She couldn't help but shrink, "But, it doesn't

matter."

Xiao Yehui raised his eyebrows and looked at her again, "Are you not

complaining about me?"

Li Qiao pressed the corners of her mouth and looked at him faintly, "What are

you complaining about? Do you want to leave in feign death?

"Xiao Qi." Xiao Yehui never changed his name, including those eyes, just as it

was three years ago, always constricting her with a gentle smile.

As if nothing had changed, as if he was still the gentle and considerate elder

brother.

He paused for a moment, then slowly said: "I won't refute the fake death, but

the third and fifth have an accident, why don't you think about their

reasons?"

There was finally a ripple in Li Qiao's eyes, but it was fleeting.

She lowered her eyes, curled her lips, and smiled faintly, "The Huizi of the

year, as a soldier of the Seven Sons, was best at figuring out people's hearts

and controlling others' emotions.

So, you want to tell me now that they are asking for their injuries and have

nothing to do with you? "

It's not that Xiao Yehui didn't hear her mockery. In the past few years, he

had changed back to Duke Childman, and no one dared to speak to him in such a

tone.

The harshness is certain.

Especially this person is Li Qiao.

Xiao Yehui sneered at her lips and slowly raised her left hand wearing white

gloves, "You returned to Yuncheng halfway through, and you should have

investigated the truth of their accident.

A boss of an acquired pharmaceutical company, a killer who refused to take

orders, just these two people can seriously hurt the third and fifth. Can't it

explain the problem?

Xiao Qi, I wouldn't deny what I did, but did you forget that at the border

back then, this was also our most commonly used method to fuel the flames and

leverage strength. "

Li Qiao's breathing was stagnant, and his eyes fell on Xiao Yehui's face

faintly.

Passing by the border, beacon smoke was everywhere. They used to sit in front

of a bonfire and drank alcohol to discuss ways to seriously hurt their

opponents.

Everyone is making plans, wishing to kill others.

Yes, these are their usual methods and tricks.

No matter how long in the past, she remembered everything that happened at the

border.

But when these innocent methods are used on one's own body, it will become

unprecedented irony.

At this time, Xiao Yehui seemed to understand the cynicism in her eyes. He

pinched the white glove on his left hand and pulled it lightly. The artificial

limb of the artificial arm appeared under the light. "You blame me for doing

them, but you seem to I never thought about what I did to protect you.

They were injured, but not fatal. I didn't let them live either.

If I really want to disadvantage you, I have had countless opportunities to

start in the past three years.

Xiao Qi, you might as well think about it, if the youngest and youngest have

enough abilities, how could they get hurt and how could they make you go back

to China overnight?

It is not so much that you are born and die for everyone, it is better to say

that they are dragging you down.

Putting the same thing on you, I don't believe that you will not be able to

avoid those influential assassinations and traps. "

Li Qiao's sight was so fixed on Xiao Yehui's artificial prosthesis.

After a while, she closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to rub her

temples, "Is Duke Childman brainwashing me?"

"Heh..." Xiao Yehui chuckled softly. He stood up on the handrail, and put on

his white gloves again unhurriedly, "You, just like before, who can brainwash

you about the things you know?

I'm just telling you that you and I just have different positions now, and you

know better than me that this world is not black and white.

If you think I am wrong, then I say nothing.

But you still have to remember one thing, if one day you and Shang Shaoyan

separate, then I will still be your border brother...Xiao Yehui. "

Li Qiao's fingers rubbing her forehead suddenly stopped, her eyes filled with

waves.

After a depressive look at each other, she raised her hand and dropped her

phone on the table. A text message from two days ago was displayed on the

screen, "You said you are so stalwart, but your methods are not clever. I

would rather you be honest and honest. Is our enemy."

Xiao Yehui straightened his gloves, glanced at the phone screen, his eyes

narrowed suddenly.

He looked at the few words, and the arc of laughter at the corner of his mouth

gradually deepened, but his eyes became increasingly dark.

Seeing him not speaking, Li Qiao's heart sank a bit.

(End of this chapter)