Chapter 920: Plan ahead?

He Chen suppressed the smile between his eyebrows, his handsome face became

more serious, "Sister, do you know what it is that you end up soft-heartedly."

Li Qiao was silent, "So soft-hearted is used?"

"That...the benevolence of a woman."

Li Qiao: "..."

He Chen made a few jokes, then folded his hands behind his head, "Li Qiao, you

are a sensible person, unless you plan to accommodate him in this life,

otherwise...you shouldn’t be soft-hearted."

Li Qiao lowered her eyelids, breathing slightly, without making a sound for a

long time.

He Chen turned his head to look at her, “You only lost contact for five

minutes today, and Shao Yan almost lifted my casino. If his illness is not

treated and controlled, you will lose your freedom sooner or later.”

This is not alarmist.

He Chen understands that men have a natural possessive and protective desire

for women.

And Shaoyan’s overly sensitive mind and over-concern with Li Qiao, once he

becomes paranoid, hiding or locking up Li Qiao is definitely something he can

do.

Later, before He Chen left, he handed Li Qiao a business card, “The top expert

in the field of MECT psychotherapy, this is the best intervention I can think

of.”

Li Qiao took over the business card, concentrating for a long time.

He Chen behind opened the door, and stopped to exhort him, "Go to Myanmar, pay

attention to safety."

...

Time is like water, two days later, Christmas Eve.

Li Qiao basically didn't go out, and her days were not boring. After all, Shen

Qingye was gagging in her ears all day long.

This morning, Li Qiao received a call from Xia Siyu.

She glanced at her watch, and according to the itinerary, she and Yun Li

should have arrived in Nanyang.

On the receiver side, Xia Siyu said in pity: "Qiaoqiao, I went back to

Yuncheng temporarily, and I may not be able to find you until the day after

tomorrow."

"What's going on at home?" Li Qiao held the phone between her shoulders,

replying to emails intently.

Xia Siyu replied dullly, "My dad asked me to go home, and I don’t know what's

urgent. By the way, Brother Li is already in Nanyang, you remember to arrange

someone to pick him up at the airport."

"Well, Liuyun is at the airport."

Hearing the sound, Xia Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, “I won’t talk about it

now, I’m going to board the plane, see you the day after tomorrow.”

Hang up the phone, Li Qiao put down the phone faintly, and continued to tap

the keyboard to reply to the email.

And the black market trading website on the screen also popped up a message at

this time.

X: Release time?

Li Qiao looked at the other party’s message, packaged all the files and sent

it, and typed a sentence.

X: Plan ahead?

K: Do it.

X: Oh.

...

At noon, Liu Yun returned to the mansion alone to resume his life.

Li Qiao sat in the living room and nodded clearly, "Let's go with him."

Liu Yun said that Yun Li had a few friends who also came to Nanyang, so he

went directly to the Royal Hotel to stay, and waited for the day after

tomorrow to come and meet them.

Li Qiao did not force her, and asked Liu Yun to arrange the manpower to

protect Yun Li, so she went upstairs with a water glass.

Liuyun watched her back, and then glanced at Luoyu to the side, lowered her

voice and asked: "Madam...Is it okay?"

In the past few days, the entire mansion has been hovering with a depressive

low pressure.

Nothing happened, but the atmosphere is very sluggish.

The relationship between the boss and his wife is the same as usual, but there

is more indescribable weirdness.

Especially when they are alone, it seems even more weird.

There is no boss, the lady looks cold and indifferent.

Where there is no wife, the boss is also full of a strong sense of oppression.

It's not like a quarrel, nor is it like a cold war.

They are still warm and affectionate in front of each other, but they seem to

have their own thoughts.

At this moment, Luoyu’s rigid cheeks also lost some vivid emotions. She looked

at Liuyun and shook her head and said no.

Recently, Li Qiao speaks very few words and stays at home.

Always busy alone, or sitting in a daze.

Only, the time limit set by the boss, she complied perfectly, and she never

exceeded four hours in the laboratory.

...

After lunch, Li Qiao was lying on the couch in front of the bedroom window,

flipping a business card, thoughtfully.

The phone rang, pulling back her thoughts.

Li Qiao put the business card on the short table and picked it up to see that

it was Zong Yue.

"Qiao Qiao, are you at home?"

Zong Yue's voice was very soft, and it was a little bit of joy.

Li Qiao smiled, "Yes."

"That's good, the gift will be delivered soon, you remember to eat it." Zong

Yue added briskly, "When I return from Yancheng, I will bring you Christmas

gifts."

Li Qiao looked at the bright winter sun outside the window, "Did you go to

Yancheng?"

Zong Yue said ‘um’, his excitement was hard to conceal, “I came yesterday,

Yancheng is still snowing, and the scenery is particularly good. Would you

like to come?”

"No, sister-in-law is having fun."

Zong Yue smiled slightly, pursed her lips and tried, "Qiaoqiao, are you okay?"

Although only a few words were exchanged, the delicate-minded Zong Yue still

noticed that Li Qiao's tepid tone was too flat.

Li Qiao asked indifferently, "What can happen?"

Zong Yue didn't know how to answer for a while, and again told her to remember

to eat Pingguo, and ended the call in a hurry.

At this moment, Li Jun walked out of the bathroom and raised his eyes to look

for Zong Yue's figure. He sighed from time to time when she was bent over on

the window sill, frowning, and strode over, "Why do you sigh?"

Zong Yue shook his head with his chin, and then raised his eyes to look at Li

Jun. Seeing him with a respectful look, his conversation turned, "It's almost

two o'clock, aren't you going to a meeting?"

She knew that Li Jun’s words were not credible.

Originally, he said that the inspection in Yancheng would end in one morning.

As a result, he has been busy from yesterday to today.

Li Jun caught Zong Yue’s sorrowful expression and pursed his lips. “No, I’ll

arrange for the secretary to attend the inspection on my behalf. In the

afternoon, we will go to the ski resort.”

"Huh?" Zong Yue was slightly startled, "Can it work?"

She hadn't been hypocritical enough to let Li Jun put down her work and

accompany her to go skiing. Everyone was here, and it was a big deal that she

would go by herself.

Li Jun hooked his thin lips, "Why not? The inspection is just a cutscene, it

doesn't matter."

Zong Yue stared at him with a serious attitude and couldn't help but joke

softly, "You are the secretary-general. You openly use power for personal

gain, and you are not afraid of being laughed at."

"You also said that I am the Secretary-General. I don't have this freedom.

It's better to retire." Li Jun stroked the top of her head, making a rare joke

with a good temper.

Zong Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at him, pursing his mouth without

speaking.

Li Jun’s recent performance really made her admire.

will not only take into account her feelings, but also arrange a lot of

trivial matters in an orderly manner.

Zong Yue looked at the snowy Yancheng, inexplicably feeling that if it could

be maintained like this, it would be good.

Of course, within two hours, Zong Yue felt regretful, and she shouldn’t have

promised Li Jun to come to Yancheng.

Zong Yue did not expect that Li Jun had never skied in the snow when he was in

his thirties.

The first time he stepped on the ski trail, Li Jun slipped less than five

minutes before falling. Fortunately, he fell to the waist of a man, the

essence of a man.

Two shifts in the early morning, and one shift at six tomorrow afternoon.

(End of this chapter)