Chapter 889: You go on, i can wait

Chapter 889 You continue, I can still wait

Is not it?

A trace of doubt appeared in Li Qiao's eyes. At this moment, the door of a

business car that had been waiting for a long time approached slowly.

As the automatic door opened, He Chen was sitting in the carriage by the

window.

He held his forehead with one hand and raised his eyelids lazily, "You

continue, I can wait."

Li Qiao: "..."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu, as if waiting for him to

answer.

The man bent his lips and brushed the falling snow from her shoulders, "I am

really busy, helping Qiuhuan deal with some troubles in the south of the

city."

Autumn Huan...

Li Qiao was stunned. It's no wonder that I haven't heard from him for so long,

because it turned out to be in trouble.

She glanced at the carriage again, and faintly saw a vague figure.

At this time, He Chen changed his position with his coat, and looked outside

the car in a chilly manner, "If you two plan to go back, I will close the

door."

I'm an old husband and wife, and they're still in love with each other, not

greasy and crooked.

Li Qiao looked at He Chen lightly, then lifted his foot to the car door.

Seeing this, He Chen sighed with relief on the back of his chair, "I still

understand..."

"Boom—"

He Chen didn't finish speaking, the automatic door was closed by Li Qiao with

brute force.

Qiu Huan, who was awkwardly asleep in the back seat, grunted twice, and fell

asleep again.

He Chen pulled out his ears, looked at the rearview mirror and looked at

Liuyun, "Your wife's temper has changed."

Outside the car, Li Qiao slammed the door and turned back to Shang Yu's side,

holding his hand to continue walking along the road.

The snowy night is not cold, and the street is quiet as if you can hear the

sound of falling snow.

Li Qiao was very interested, and took Shang Yu to stroll in the snow, "You

already knew that there was something hidden in the past?"

"It's not too early." The man looked sideways at Li Qiao's cheek buried in the

scarf, "The first time you went to Feicheng."

Li Qiao paused, her eyes flashed, "Oh..."

Yes, with He Chen, there are many things that can't be kept from him.

About ten minutes later, the snow fell and heavier, Li Qiao’s nose turned red,

Shang Yu held her shoulders, and whispered: "Get in the car and go home, eh?"

"it is good."

...

Back to the mansion, it was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Li Qiao fell asleep in the car. Qiu Huan was sent home by Liuyun. He Chen

followed to the mansion, found a guest room familiarly, and fell asleep by

herself.

In the living room, Luoyu and Mochizuki were standing near the coffee table.

The two occasionally exchanged sights, but none of them spoke.

After a while, Shang Yu walked down the stairs, they simultaneously looked

sideways, and nodded, "Boss."

The man walked to the sofa and sat down, with his arms on the back of the

chair, closing his eyes and stretching his shoulders, "Say."

Luoyu took a step forward, "The news from the Global News Agency has been on

the hot search. There is news from the British Emperor. If you want to

withdraw, you may have to go through the approval of the second crown prince."

Shang Yu raised the end of his eyes, his thin lips showed a sharp curve, "No

need to withdraw for the time being."

Falling rain flashed the gods, and gestured at Mochizuki, as if to say ‘here

you are’.

Mochizuki's throat was undulating, and his expression was slightly tangled.

Three seconds later, he said solemnly: "Boss, I...I'm fine."

Liuyu: "???"

Shang Yu narrowed his cold eyes, staring at Mochizuki's pretentious calm

expression, and said in a deep voice, "Go down."

"Okay, boss."

Mochizuki turned around and left, Luoyu bent over and hurriedly followed his

footsteps.

At the entrance, Luoyu grabbed Mochizuki's collar, his eyes were dangerous,

"Are you kidding me?"

If it hadn’t been for Mochizuki threatening to report something to the boss,

she wouldn’t be running around in the middle of the night to report the

incident of the British emperor.

Mochizuki's neck was strangled, and he pulled back twice with difficulty

breathing, "Fuck, let go."

Luo Yu raised his foot and kicked him, Mochizuki hurriedly flashed away, "I

didn't play you, I just don't know how to tell the boss."

"What the ** is going on?"

Luoyu has a bad temper, except for being slightly gentle in front of Li Qiao,

she is no different from a rough guy in normal times.

Mochizuki dodges her attack and sneered: "It's nothing big, it's that Hongke

recently tracked down some of the movements of his wife. I originally wanted

to report it to the boss, but later I thought about it... forget it."

Liu Yu raised her eyebrows in time, "reason?"

Mochizuki tidyed up his collars, and the brothers held Luo Yu's shoulders

nicely, "You are not nonsense. Madam is now the head of the family. I will

report her affairs casually. It's not unpleasant."

Luo Yu smiled, and patted Mochizuki twice, "You know the current affairs than

chasing the wind."

The current four assistants are afraid that only the chasing wind can't figure

out the situation.

Luoyu and Mochizuki walked away, talking and laughing between the two of them

drifting away, and Shang Yu, who had not left in the living room, leaned his

head on the sofa, and silently lifted his thin lips.

...

At noon the next day.

Li Qiao didn't get up until eleven o'clock in bed, washed her face, and swayed

to the living room lazily.

"I think Zong Lao San is reluctant to think about it, and I have no plans to

come back in a short time."

This is what Jin Rong said.

He was standing in front of the French window looking at the snow-capped

Nanyang Mountains outside, his eyes unblinking, like a hillbilly who had never

seen the world.

He Chen had an unlit cigarette in the corner of his mouth, his forehead was

put on his forearm, his tone was frivolous, "Who makes him reluctant to miss

Shu? Silo?"

"Right." Jin Rong leaned against the glass, "I thought Zong Lao San likes

innocent girls, he likes mature and older ones for a long time."

Siluo is old?

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, and came to the sofa to sit down unhurriedly, "Did

you see Shi Luo?"

Jin Rong suddenly heard Li Qiao’s voice, and turned around and asked warmly

like a kind old father, “Wake up? The kitchen is warming up the meal, and go

take a bite.”

He Chen stared at Jin Rong with difficulty, too lazy to talk and watch.

Both and Feicheng Baiyan have a deadly virtue, and they both use Li Qiao as

their daughter's pet, just as if they can't give birth.

Li Qiaoyu pulled the corner of her eye and asked sadly, "Where is Shaoyan?"

Jin Rong raised his chin out of the window, "I heard that a thief was caught.

It is estimated to be tortured."

Li Qiao: "..."

She followed Jin Rong’s gaze, not believing his explanation at all.

Nanyang Mansion, will enter the thieves?

At this moment, He Chen's phone rang.

He took a look, raised his eyebrows and teased, "Why, it's too snowy to come

back?"

Obviously, the person who called was Shang Yu.

Don't know what he said, He Chen narrowed his eyes, put down his long legs and

got up and walked out, "Here."

Li Qiao and Jin Rong looked at each other without saying much, and followed

them out of the living room in unison.

Under the porch, Jin Rong thought of something. Looking back, she saw Li Qiao

wearing a simple sweater and trousers, with cotton slippers on her feet.

He frowned and pointed to the ground, "Don't come out, wait here."

Li Qiao looked ahead and passed by him quietly.

Jin Rong cursed in a low voice, picked up the cotton boots on the shoe

cabinet, carried another overcoat, and ran behind Li Qiao and said, "Qiqi, put

on clothes and change shoes."

(End of this chapter)