Chapter 869: His paranoia gave you

At the same time, Li Qiao was still sitting in Shang Yu's suite, staring at

him drinking soup.

The two seem to be tacitly aware, and none of them mentioned what happened in

Diancheng.

Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu's contoured face, pursing her lips, and stopped

talking.

The man is very keen, and he looks at the right time, “What do you want to

say?

Li Qiao shook her head, "It's nothing, I'll go back to the room first..."

Before he finished his words, Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, his eyes narrowed,

"Don't stay here?"

Li Qiao put her cheek on her, so she looked at him in time, "No, it's not

finished yet."

There was a deep gloom in the man’s cold eyes, "Are you sure?"

"of course."

Shang Yu's thin lips raised slightly, put down the spoon, took her hand and

said kindly, "Also, I will take you back to the room."

So happy?

Li Qiao did not react, and was dragged by the man to walk outside.

Subconsciously, she looked back at the balcony, but found that there was no

one.

He Chen?

Downstairs, at the door of the room, Li Qiao kissed Shang Yu's face on her

tiptoe, "You also go to bed early, good night."

The man touched her head and gestured to the door with his head up.

Li Qiao smiled, swiped his card to open the door, and then...Shang Yu followed

her in.

"you……"

The man hooked her waist, directly covered his lips and kissed deeply.

Li Qiao was forced to raise her head, helpless and reluctant to push him away.

The two lingered for a long time, Shang Yu's voice hoarsely holding her

earlobe and said: "Keep busy, I will accompany you."

……

The next day, the corner cafe.

Li Qiao sat across from He Chen, tapping the table lightly with her fingers,

"Are you well-intentioned, too?"

He Chen leaned back in his chair lazily, curled his lips and smiled, "Don't

say it, it's a new way of betraying friends."

Li Qiao has no expression on her face: "..."

Fortunately, he did not pack himself with good intentions like Silo.

Li Qiao curled the corners of her lips, her tone was light, "That is...

Brother Chen is not as good as a human?"

Did she overestimate He Chen's ability or underestimate Shang Yu's keenness?

At this time, He Chen pushed his cheek with the tip of his tongue, and

chuckled: "Frankly speaking, I didn't intend to hide it from him from the

beginning."

Seeing that Li Qiao was not speaking, He Chen held up a coffee cup and raised

his hand to her, "Can you tell me if you can't hide it, but you really think

he doesn't know anything? You don't know the virtue of your man."

Li Qiao leaned back, tugging at the corner of her mouth and said nothing.

He Chen smiled, Jun's face was always cynical, "As early as you went to see Tu

Anliang, he had already got the news."

Li Qiao covered her forehead with one hand, and sighed, "Even if he knows, he

doesn't need to come here in person."

The whole thing, what she worries most is that Shang Yu and Ming Dailan meet

head-on, so she will find He Chen to find a way to distract him.

As a result, Shang Yu still came.

He Chen looked at Li Qiao, the frivolous expression between his brows and eyes

faded a little, "He is not that fragile, and he came to the border to protect

you secretly.

Mrs. Xiao is indeed his heart knot, but have you noticed that Mrs. Xiao’s

influence on him is not as severe as before. "

Li Qiao nodded without thinking, "Well, I felt it during the Fireworks

Festival."

She has met Shang Yu and Mrs. Xiao twice after being in a state of extreme

tension and almost out of control.

One time I made a phone call and one time I met at the mansion.

Later, the fireworks festival met in the manor. He was emotionally stable and

unhurried. The shackles that Mrs. Xiao once put on him seemed to have been

opened.

However, He Chen's next words made Li Qiao's heart burn.

He said: "Because Shaoyan gave you all the paranoia."

Li Qiao raised her eyelids and looked at He Chen's rare serious expression,

not knowing how to answer for a while.

He Chen raised his eyebrows, raised his fingers and tapped the tabletop once,

"Don't believe it, he has everything you can do now."

In other words, Li Qiao is Shang Shaoyan's salvation.

The combination of them, in the subtle process, healed the damage that Mrs.

Xiao brought to Shaoyan.

So, this time Li Qiao secretly calculated Mrs. Xiao, Shaoyan knew everything,

but chose to acquiesce.

He came to the border with only one purpose, to protect Li Qiao.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Yan returned to the hotel from the

gambling field.

He found Li Qiao on the rooftop, lit a cigarette a few steps away, and said

vaguely: “Ming Dailan called me again. She wants to buy paintings. It’s **

surprising.”

It seems that the appearance of Landis didn't seem to have any effect.

Li Qiao leaned on the roof and spoke without surprise or joy, “It’s not normal

if you don’t buy it.”

"Do you know that?" Bai Yan turned to the side and blew a mouthful of

cigarettes, "Then she won't leave if she can't buy the painting?"

Li Qiao took out the box of sour plums from her pocket, and slowly delivered a

piece of it to her mouth, "She can go, but she can also do superficial work."

Bai Yan said lightly, "Tomorrow the exhibition will end. I will arrange for

someone to send your painting back to Nanyang?"

After that, he squinted his eyes and suddenly repented, "Oh, my people are not

free, you can let Shang Shaoyan get it by yourself."

Li Qiao glanced at him, “Let Bai Xiaohu send it to the British Emperor in a

few days and give it to Mrs. Andrew.”

"Andrew?"

Li Qiao answered, her lips lightly raised, "Well, a free gift."

Bai Yan thought about it for a while, then pointed at Li Qiao with a cigarette

in it, “It’s really ruthless, but it’s not enough to kill people, and the

corners are also dug out?”

"It's easy."

The Zellman family wanted to use a painting to buy Mrs. Andrew, in order to

stabilize the relationship between Congressman Andrew and the Ducal Palace.

Li Qiao has long investigated, and Andrew has a very high chance of being

elected speaker. If Mingdailan succeeds, the Zellman family will be more

powerful.

This time, she just used a painting to cut off the chance of Zellman to win

over the forces, and by the way...to contribute to the forces behind the

archbishop.

To do multiple things in one fell swoop, why not do it.

……

After another day, Ming Dailan's mental state has been depressed a lot with

naked eyes.

The art jewelry exhibition has closed, and she still failed to get the

painting of King III.

It's getting late, and the food on the table is already cool.

Ming Dailan sat on one side with a weary expression, without eating or

drinking, feeling quite a little lost.

Yin Mo observed for a long time, and asked tentatively: "Madam, should I let

the kitchen heat up the food?"

Ming Dailan looked at Yin Mo in a daze, calmed down, shook her head,

"Retreat."

"Are you not eating anymore?"

Ming Dailan got up and walked to the window, sighed melancholy, "Prepare, go

back to the British Emperor tomorrow."

"That picture..."

Ming Dailan looked at herself in the glass, reached out her hand to pull the

messy hair bun on her cheeks behind her ears, her expression was indifferent

and sad, "If they don't sell it, what can I do?"

The negative tone was full of irony, which was contrary to her unscrupulous

nature.

Yin Mo covered the deep meaning of his eyes and turned around to call for room

service.

At this time, Ming Dailan suddenly called her in a low voice, "Yin Mo, go and

buy me a Myanmar calling card."

(End of this chapter)