Chapter 545: Pamamu House

Chapter 545 Pamamu Family

Yun Li shook his head and said with a grin: "I guess. If she is willing to say

anything, she won't be so tired."

Li Qiao is too affectionate and righteous.

She would rather feel uncomfortable than bring too many negative emotions to

the people around her.

But it was her that made Yun Li helpless and distressed.

He really hopes that she can learn to rely on others, even if it is not him,

whoever is good.

At this time, Shang Yu held his forehead with his fingers, watching Yun Li

with an obscure expression, "Don't ask too much, she can do whatever she

wants."

"Well, the mercenary group has nothing to do recently. I plan to stay in

Nanyang for a while. Are you okay?" Yun Li asked with a cigarette to his lips,

looking at the opposite side through a faint mist.

The man lowered his eyelashes unhurriedly, "It's up to you."

...

At noon, Li Qiao returned to the living room after dinner, and Yun Li had

already left the mansion.

Shang Yu took the special medicine she brought over and re-wrapped her. The

wound showed no signs of inflammation, but the man's eyebrows were still

tightly furrowed.

Li Qiao looked down at the dark green brocade box in her hand, her eyes

erratic.

Not long after, the man tied a bow on the palm of her hand. Li Qiao glanced at

him, then opened the hidden button of the brocade box, and the familiar

fragrance of ink came out.

She rubbed the rice paper with black lettering on a white background, and

turned her head to meet the man's gaze, "Uncle did it by someone today?"

"A week ago."

Hearing this answer, Li Qiao cast her lips in surprise.

No wonder there has been nothing, she thought Shang Zonghai regretted it.

Li Qiao grabbed his mind, took out the rice paper and started reading one by

one.

Indeed, as she thought, the content of translation this time is no longer an

analysis and forecast of the stock market.

On the contrary, it is more like a person's autobiography.

Li Qiao finished reading the twenty pages very quickly.

But she was silent longer than every time.

What is recorded here is a love story...not beautiful but thrilling enough.

Jing Yilan's lover, named Mu Aofan, is the eldest son of Pama's top blue-

blooded nobleman, the Mu family, and the first heir.

She and Mu Aofan antagonized each other from the beginning to the mutual

appreciation, which can be summed up in four words, love and kill each other.

Throughout the story, Jing Yilan is telling her journey of falling in love

with Mu Aofan.

Mu Aofan.

Li Qiao transferred the rice paper in her hand to Shang Yu, "Pamamu, do you

know?"

The man unfolded the rice paper, scanned it from top to bottom, and replied in

a deep voice, "I heard it a long time ago."

"Then now..." Li Qiao raised his eyebrows.

Shang Yu put the rice paper back in the brocade box and looked at Li Qiao with

a deep look, "It should be there."

The Mu's early years were almost the same in Pama.

As the first nobleman of Pama, his position of power is the top existence.

It is said that the Mu family always controlled more than half of Pama's rare

minerals. The wealth was inestimable.

Later, he was wiped out overnight and the Mu family changed hands, and

disappeared in Parma within a few years.

However, the original residents of Pama knew that the Mu family was still

there, but the current ruler chose to keep a low profile to avoid the world

without revealing his wealth.

As for the reasons for the destruction of the Mu family, almost all of Pama’s

existing top family heads kept secret.

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao sighed quietly, "In other words, the Mu family now

is no longer the Mu family they used to be."

The man leaned on the sofa, looked at her thoughtfully, raised his hand and

stroked her cheek, "Do you doubt that he has something to do with Mu's

family?"

Li Qiao grabbed his fingers in his palms, curled her lips narrowly, "That's

not true, I actually want to know what medicine is sold in my uncle's gourd."

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows, held her wrist in his backhand and pulled

to his side, "Then?"

"It's nothing then." Li Qiao pressed against the man's shoulder, leaning

against him as if boneless.

She rubbed the bow on the gauze with the tip of her left finger, with a calm

expression, "The only possibility I can think of is that I am related to the

female stock goddess, or...what is the blood relationship."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu's eyes sank, "If there is blood relationship, what

are you going to do?"

Selfishly, he absolutely didn't want Li Qiao to shoulder the responsibilities

that shouldn't belong to her.

A family can be destroyed, either the light is too bright to cause a group

attack, or the foundation is not stable enough to resist foreign enemies.

No matter what the result is, it shouldn't have anything to do with his

pretty.

Li Qiao noticed the sudden change of the man's aura, and she rubbed the back

of her head against his shoulder twice, "It depends on how profound the blood

relationship is.

I asked my third brother if I was a child of the Li family. He said that when

I was born, my whole family was there. "

As she said, she glanced at Shang Yu, whose eyes were silent, pursed the

corner of her mouth, and continued: "I have lived in Li's house since I have a

memory.

My parents, brothers, are all my relatives. Even if I am not a child of the Li

family, what can I change? "

Li Qiao is absolutely sensible.

It is because she is different from ordinary people's excessive reason, which

makes her look a little cold.

She has long realized that she and the female stock ** are inextricably

linked, and she believes Shang Yu is the same.

Especially in the last translated document, Shang Zonghai directly wrote down

the stock account of the female stock god.

This feeling similar to inheritance further confirmed her guess.

Whether it is the Mu family or the Jing family, even if there is a sea of

blood and deep hatred, it does not mean that she will carry it down without

knowing the truth.

For people and things that have no memory, she can't have feelings for

nothing.

Even though these translated documents permeated her little by little like a

long line fishing, but so far, she still doesn't feel much.

This is like a history book, unless it can really affect her emotions,

otherwise... to her, everything is just a story.

At that time, Shang Yu looked at her calm and calm posture, and the sharpness

between his eyebrows dissipated for a few minutes, "Do you want to check?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, raised her lips and smiled, "Of course, we can't give

up halfway. Besides, even if I don't check it, my uncle will definitely let

someone continue to send translation documents, and I will still read it.

I want to know about the female stock goddess, not what I plan to do.

Since I bought an autobiography for 30 billion, I always have to see what it

ends.

Are you... worried that I will act impulsively when I know the truth? "

The man pressed the corners of his lips pretentiously, his warm palms caressed

the back of her head, his tone was a little soft, "I do have this worry."

"Not so much." Li Qiao shook her head meaningfully. "Will this autobiography

move me and say otherwise, even if the truth is what I said, I have the right

to choose whether it is not."

She checked the female stock god, just want to know.

But in Li Qiao's heart, protecting the people around him is more important

than anything else.

(End of this chapter)