Chapter 925 of 1281
Chapter 925: Leave by yourself
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Chapter 925
The next day, Christmas.
At five o'clock in the morning, in the quiet master bedroom, Li Qiao woke up
leisurely.
She looked at her side, but there was no one. She reached out and touched the
bedding. She felt a little cool, and Shang Yu should have been away for a
while.
Li Qiao stared at the ceiling for a while, remembering last night, she got up
and walked out of the bedroom.
Downstairs in the living room, Jin Rong leaned on the small bar with panda
eyes and raised his forehead in thought.
Why is he in the mansion? How did he come?
At this time, the sound of calm footsteps came from outside the hall. Jin Rong
looked at the two small boxes in his hand and smiled lazily: "You are so
polite, did you prepare Christmas gifts for me?"
He stretched out his hand as he spoke, and Shang Yu glanced at him, stepping
away from his long legs and pacing to sit down in front of the coffee table.
Seeing this, Jin Rong got up from the high chair and walked over in three
swings. He picked up the box in his hand and weighed it. It was not light or
heavy. It looked like something like a wristwatch.
"Let it down." Shang Yu closed the front of his nightgown and said without
raising his head.
Jin Rong turned a deaf ear. When he opened it, it was indeed a silver watch, a
lady model, which looked ordinary, but the design of the dial was very
technological.
is not a regular pointer, but a uniform grid composed of 110 letters. Press
the button on the right and the combined letters representing time will light
up in bright white.
"Is this a gift for Qiqi?"
Jin Rong tilted his head and glanced at the gift box in Shang Yu's hand, not
surprisingly the couple models.
He curled his mouth, put down the gift box, sat back on the sofa, and muttered
something.
Shang Yu looked at the men’s watch intently from beginning to end,
thoughtfully.
This is a gift prepared by Li Qiao, a pair of watches for lovers. The
technological performance is more advanced and cutting-edge than the one he
gave her before.
The positioning functions of the two watches are interoperable, and the built-
in sensors can also monitor the other's heart rate, blood pressure and other
physical conditions in real time.
At the same time, it is also equipped with a mobile phone application, which
can observe the specific location of the other party at any time, and the
deviation of the longitude and latitude after the decimal point does not
exceed 3.
Shang Yu touched the watch in his hand, his handsome silhouette hard to
distinguish his emotions.
Footsteps sounded from the top of the stairs, and the man looked up and saw Li
Qiao walking down the steps neatly.
He put down the gift box and got up to greet her, watching her comfortably and
loosely dressing, curled his lips and rubbed her head, "Going out?"
Li Qiao shook her head, "No, I'm looking for you."
Immediately, she swept over to Jin Rong, who was lying on the back of the
chair, looking at her, tearing her lips and saying hello to him.
Jin Rong just straightened her back and wanted to get close to Li Qiao, but in
the next second she looked away, staring at Shang Yu, and a smile appeared on
her originally calm cheeks.
The man hooked his thin lips and raised his feet up the stairs, "It's still
early, go to bed again?"
"You accompany me." Li Qiao took his hand up the stairs, her tone beyond
doubt.
Shang Yu's eyes were indulgent, he squeezed her palms, and answered with a
deep voice.
Jin Rong watched them leave with a sad expression, but he didn't think he was
superfluous. On the contrary, the hangover made him uncomfortable and hungry.
In a few minutes, Jin Rong walked into the restaurant and saw that the servant
was cleaning, he opened the refrigerator to search for food.
Then, I saw an unpacked cake box in the safe.
He took out and sniffed, there was still the fragrance of apple floating in
it.
In this way, Jin Rong gobbled up the rest of the cake.
That is the Ping An Fruit Cake that Li Qiao personally made for Shang Yu
yesterday.
……
Compared with Christmas Eve, Christmas has a stronger festive atmosphere.
Christmas trees can be seen everywhere, and cheerful Christmas music can also
be heard on the streets and alleys.
Even the gambling halls of Portuguese silver are filled with refreshing light
music.
At this time, at ten o'clock in the morning, the gambling hall is not open
yet.
Yin Mo stood beside the railing on the second floor, overlooking the gaming
table downstairs, in a daze.
The screen of her mobile phone is still on, and it displays real-time
monitoring images of the manor.
She is ‘dead’, and the saddest thing is the Yin’s parents.
The monitoring came from the servant's room in the backyard. His mother looked
haggard, but she had to cheer up and be busy everywhere.
Father also wandered around the manor in a trance, and in a short time, his
temples had turned white.
Yin Mo kept telling herself not to be soft-hearted, otherwise she would fall
short, but suddenly she didn’t know what she should do.
What can she do to resist Zellman's path?
Could it be that she hides behind Li Qiao, leaving her alone to face the
unknown danger?
Yin Mo knows his mind is not smart enough, but it is not useless.
She glanced at the phone again, and withdrew from the surveillance, enduring
the obscure mood, and in a blink of an eye she dialed Shen Qingye’s phone,
"Lao San, can you come to the casino to pick me up?"
Yin Mo is gone.
He Chen learned about it when he returned to the casino.
He Ao stood at his desk and scratched the back of his head, "Brother, don't
you know?"
"Yeah." He Chen tilted his head and looked at the computer on the corner of
the table, with a faint sarcasm in his eyes.
The system’s ‘vulnerabilities’ haven’t been found yet, so just leave?
He Ao sensed that He Chen’s breath was wrong, and soothed and said, “It was
the one named Shen who picked her up. There may be something wrong. Maybe he
will come back later.”
"Keep rolling, why should you go." He Chen picked up the cigarette case and
waved his hand. The action of lowering his head to light the cigarette
perfectly covered the irritability between his eyebrows.
Shen Qingye will not pick her up inexplicably, unless...she asks.
He Chen squinted his eyes and took a few puffs of cigarettes, took out his
mobile phone from his trouser pocket and pondered for a few seconds, before
finally dismissing the idea.
The person who wants to leave cannot be kept.
……
Royal hotel suite, Yin Mo was stunned when he entered the house.
She looked at the skinny Yun Li, and it took a long time to say, "Brother
Li..."
Yun Li leaned on the sofa and waved, his forearm half exposed also looked
extremely thin, "I thought I won't see you this time."
Yin Mo took off her mask and wig, and smiled far-fetched, "I heard that you
are going to Myanmar soon, I think..."
"Do you want to go too?" Yun answered sharply, seeing Yin Mo nodding, and
holding up his teacup, "Qiao Qiao agrees?"
Shen Qingye sat next to him and did not speak, only his eyes fell on Yin Mo’s
face as if there was nothing, his eyes were hidden under his eyes.
Yin Mo pursed her lips and sighed quietly, "I haven't told her yet."
Frankly speaking, she could feel that Li Qiao did not intend to let her go
with her for some reason.
Hearing the sound, Yun Li looked at Yin Mo thoughtfully, Yu Guang glanced at
Shen Qingye, and after a little thought, he proposed, "Talk alone?"
Yin Mo's eyes burned slightly, "Okay."
Shen Qingye curled his lips, "Brother Li, even if you secretly take Yin Lao Er
this time, I won't tell Xiao Qizai."
Yun Li stood up, dusted his trousers, and looked up at him, "Is it necessary
to carry it secretly? The second child really wants to go, Qiao Qiao won't
disagree."
Shen Qingye was dumb for a while, silently put on the headphones and pretended
that nothing happened.
(End of this chapter)