Chapter 789: Archbishop Dad

Chapter 789 Archbishop's Father

The next day, the sky was clear.

Less than eight o'clock, Li Qiao walked into the restaurant neatly.

A ray of morning light leaked through the side window. Exquisite Western-style

meals were placed on the table, and the air was faintly scented with milk.

Sunshine milk, combined together, is a refreshing comfort.

At this moment, Li Qiao was leaning on the doorpost, looking at Shang Yu who

was making milk powder for pregnant women near the Liulitai. With a thought,

she walked over to tiptoe and dropped her chin on his shoulders, and put her

hands across his waistline. .

The man wears a simple V-neck casual sweater, with the cuffs rolled up,

revealing strong forearms.

He turned his eyes slightly, pressed down his handsome face and kissed Li

Qiao’s forehead, "Wake up?"

Li Qiao leaned on his back, raised her head and kissed his angular chin,

"Well, it's not going to the parliament building, business matters."

Shang Yu put down the spoon, handed her the milk glass, "eat first."

The two were seated, Li Qiao sipped while holding the cup, her eyes fell on

the man, not knowing what she was thinking.

Until Shang Yu cut the fried egg and put it on her plate, the sound of the

knife and fork colliding back to Li Qiao’s thoughts, “If you don’t eat well,

what are you thinking?”

She pursed her lips, frowning her eyebrows, and slowly said a name, "Yun Li."

Shang Yu cut the toast without opening his mouth, but raised his eyelids to

signal her to continue.

Li Qiao put down the tableware with a bad appetite, leaned on the carved back

of the chair, and said thoughtfully: “The Medical Alliance does not have too

many Chinese medicine researchers. Staying here may not be able to get better

treatment.”

More importantly, the situation of Yunli's poisoning is unknown, and the rash

use of drugs is likely to be counterproductive.

Shang Zonghai promised to take the treatment, but he could not stay in the

British emperor forever.

Unless...

Shang Yu saw her contemplatively and curled his thin lips, "Shang Lu will be

here this afternoon."

Li Qiao raised her eyes steeply, her brows brightened, "He agreed?"

The man raised his chin at her dinner plate, "Well, Yun Li will let him worry

about it and eat well."

Li Qiao smiled, picked up the fork again and continued to eat breakfast.

She originally intended Yun Li to go to Parma, but she forgot Shang Lu, the

successor of Shang's medical skills.

……

Half an hour later, Li Qiao and Shang Yu went out with falling rain and

flowing clouds.

Mochizuki was in the study and made overseas phone calls with left-behind

children chasing the wind.

Gu Chen wandered back and forth in the small town of Mies like an idle person.

Back near the bungalow, she saw Shi Luo talking on the phone while walking,

her expression was very serious.

Gu Chen stood by a trash can and paid attention to her. Seeing Shi Luo put

away the phone, he shouted, "Why are you going?"

Silo slept in the bungalow last night, still wearing yesterday’s clothes, and

her hair was not taken care of, which was very different from her usual

elegant image.

She glanced at Gu Chen, her eyebrows gloomy, "Come out with me."

"Where to go?" Gu Chen asked, but he was very honest, and he followed Silo

when he raised his foot, "Who has offended you? He looks like a murderer."

Shi Luo looked ahead and twisted her neck, "Something happened at home."

Gu Chen's expression stunned, he touched his back, and raised the corners of

his lips wickedly, "Go, let me see who is going to die."

Siluo keenly caught his movement, pursed her lips, and warned in a low voice,

"As a last resort, don't shoot."

"What are you afraid of? Is there a godfather." Gu Chen looked fearless.

"Who is the godfather?"

Gu Chen licked his lips deeply, "Your archbishop father."

Shi Luo: "..."

……

The House of Parliament is located near the Palace of Westminster, next to the

River Mes, and not far from the Royal Academy.

Under the blue sky, the Gothic Revival architecture looks majestic, with light

brown spires rising straight into the sky.

Two Bentley cars drove into the square and stopped at the entrance of the

inner courtyard after a while.

Li Qiao got off the car and looked up at the magnificent buildings. Several

minarets were surrounded by green construction anti-fall nets.

The square in the inner courtyard is very quiet, blocking the noise from the

street, surrounded by greenery, and a gust of wind blows, making it empty and

desolate.

Shang Yu took Li Qiao’s hand and walked towards the entrance of the parliament

hall.

The spacious and bright inner hall, at this time a middle-aged foreign man

stands.

He saw Shang Yu and his party, walking quickly, "Archbishop, Madam."

Li Qiao nodded in greeting, and after a few glances, she saw that the other

party was a familiar face.

On the night of the Fireworks Festival, she had seen it in the backyard of the

Ducal Mansion.

is one of the two members of the House of Commons recommended by Silo.

It's no wonder that their behavior at the time was full of restraint. It

seems...that they recognized Shang Yu.

In a flash, the councillor made an inviting gesture and led them to the

library next door.

Li Qiaopi patrolled the surroundings, and there are still portraits of

previous parliamentary chairmen hung on the walls.

The Library is located on the third floor of the West Hall of the Parliament

Building. When the MPs opened the double thick doors, the bookshelves with a

ladder-shaped layout came into view.

Li Qiao looked at the bookshelves around the wall with no expression on her

face, the dense collection of books displayed on them in an orderly manner

from top to bottom.

This is not a library, it is clearly a large library.

The most important thing is that the three floors run through, and one step

extends down to the first floor.

Congressman turned around and said a few words respectfully to Shang Yu, and

then consciously withdrew from the library.

At this time, the man tilted his head to look at Li Qiao for a while, "Why is

this expression?"

Li Qiao remained motionless, his eyes circled in the hall, and finally fell on

Shang Yu’s face, "Two hours, maybe not enough..."

Regardless of how many books there are, it takes a lot of effort to find a

book in the three-story library alone, let alone find the secret that Jing

Yilan might hide here.

A faint arc of laughter appeared on Shang Yu’s lips, and he rubbed her head in

a soothing manner, "Wander around first."

Li Qiao sighed silently, climbing down the steps, and calling out in a faint

voice, "Liu Yu."

When Luo Yu heard the sound, he took out the notebook from his pocket and

passed it over Shang Yu.

Is precisely the stock speculation notes that Jing Yilan gave to Charles.

Li Qiao received her hand, turned her feet, walked to the borrowing area next

to her and opened her notebook again for research.

Shang Yu sat down next to her, curled his lips lazily, and gestured to Liuyun

and Luoyu with his eyes.

The two of them understood their minds, and started walking along the ladder-

shaped bookshelves while looking at them.

At the same time, on the road from Childman City to the Port of London, an

ultra-luxury private sports car sprinted past.

He Chen bent his long legs and nested it in the co-pilot. The window was

lowered by a slit, and a few strands of cigarettes were rolled out of the

window by the wind.

Yin Mo drove the car seriously, neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere was

strangely quiet.

Suddenly, a puff of thick smoke was blown badly on Yin Mo's face by He Chen.

She frowned, stretched out her hand and waved, and glanced at him quickly,

"What's wrong?"

He Chen frivolously squeezed her face, "say another sentence?"

Yin Mo's expression was slightly stiff, and he pulled his hand away, and

asked, "What are you going to do to the Port of London? If they know it, you

may be suspicious."

(End of this chapter)