Chapter 926: Elder Shang, don't come to nothing

Chapter 926 Senior Shang, don't come to nothing

In the evening, Yin Mo went back to the mansion alone.

She walked into the guest room, and did not come back for a few days, she was

faintly empty and strange.

Yin Mo walked to the bed and sat down, lighting up the phone screen, feeling

unspeakably melancholy.

She sent a WeChat message to He Chen, but after a few hours, he did not reply.

Perhaps... he is still busy.

Yin Mo didn't have much time to think about the love of her children. She

quietly packed up and saluted, and then walked out of the guest room to look

for Li Qiao.

……

At the same time, a private flight from Parma arrived at Naybi Airport, the

capital of Myanmar.

Shang Zonghai, wearing a silver-gray Tang suit, plucked the Buddha beads in

his hand, stepped down the gangway unhurriedly.

It is less than a week before the wedding ceremony of the daughter of Prince

Wu Lu of Myanmar, but Nayby City is already heavily guarded, and patrol cars

from the military and police stations can be seen everywhere to ** the

celebration in advance.

Below the gangway, the guards lined up on both sides, and at the front of the

road, standing impressively, Prince Wu Lu who came to meet him in person.

Seeing Shang Zonghai, Wu Lu paced forward quickly, showing a little excitement

in his expression, "Old Shang, long time no see."

Shang Zonghai shook hands with him, raised his eyes and glanced at the guards

behind him, and said with a smile: "It's not that everything is simple, what

are you doing in such a big battle?"

"It is rare for you to return to Burma, so you can't be too shabby." Wu Lu was

a little behind and accompanied Shang Zonghai forward, "Besides, in your

capacity, you should have come with a guard of honor. This is already very

low-key."

Shang Zonghai tilted his head, raised his hand and patted his arm, "You old

boy, always make fuss."

As the prince of Myanmar, Wu Lu, who has been immersed in a high position all

the year round, has an inviolable aura.

But walking beside Shang Zonghai at this time, his aura was still short.

Even if the guards did not look sideways, everyone could clearly feel Wu Lu’s

humility in deliberately lowering his posture in front of Shang Zonghai.

Comer, who is it?

Not only can he get the courtesy of Prince Wu Lu, he is fluent in Burmese and

hardly hears any foreign accent.

Shang Zonghai took Wei Ang and others into the exclusive convoy of Prince Wu

Lu. As a row of politicians' cars drove out of the airport, the customs

immediately let them go.

Wu Lu sat next to Shang Zonghai, explaining to him the changes in Myanmar in

recent years from time to time on the road.

Shang Zonghai’s glasses reflected the colorful neon outside the window. He

fiddled with the Buddha beads, the clouds were light and breezy, and they

showed a bit of depth.

At this time, Wu Lu inadvertently turned the topic to Li Qiao's body, "It's a

coincidence that I didn't know Qiao Qiao was your daughter-in-law. After the

British emperor and Shaoyan met, they checked and found out that he It's the

son of your family."

"Oh?" Shang Zonghai retracted his gaze from the street and looked at Wu Lu

sideways. "Have you seen Shaoyan?"

"Have a fate." Wu Lu said with a long look, recalling: "I thought he was

learning Burmese specifically for Qiaoqiao, but since he is your son, it is

not surprising that he can speak Burmese. Up."

A faint arc of laughter appeared on Shang Zonghai’s lips. As the neon leaked

into the carriage, his cheeks lighted and darkened, "Who else knows about my

coming to Myanmar?"

"Not currently, you did not say to inform everyone, if you need to..."

Shang Zonghai raised his hand, "You don't need to notify yet."

The lieutenant of the guards who drove, saw Wu Lu nod to Shang Zonghai from

the rearview mirror, his posture can be said to be extremely respectful.

Wu Lu said: "I have prepared the other courtyard for you. If your residence

rushes past, I am afraid that you will not be able to hide the fact that you

came to Myanmar."

Shang Zonghai rubbed the Buddha beads and nodded with satisfaction, "Well,

according to what you said, then go to the other courtyard."

……

The grand occasion that Shang Zonghai arrived in Burma and was personally

greeted by Wu Lu and his guards was passed back to Nanyang within two hours.

At eight o'clock domestic time, Li Qiao fell into thought after answering the

phone.

Uncle Wu is one of the three remaining princes in Myanmar, and his status is

absolutely prominent.

The last person who can be greeted by Uncle Wu is the supreme leader of

Myanmar.

Li Qiao squinted her eyes, a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

Not long after she finished dealing with the matter at hand, she looked down

at her watch, her eyes stagnated, and her thoughts drifted to Shang Yu's body.

Li Qiao has put on the latest technology watch, and Shang Yu, who rarely wears

a watch, also wears it on her wrist.

She touched the smooth dial, and in a blink of an eye she opened the drawer in

the lower right corner, which contained experimental drugs for anti-

psychiatric diseases.

Small side effects and mild drug properties.

Last night, she hesitated to communicate with Shang Yu about his condition,

but was interrupted several times by him.

The man seems to know what she wants to say, and always cuts her words

narrowly.

Li Qiao felt helpless, but could not be too straightforward to point out.

Shang Yu is proud of his heart and nature. He knows his illness better than

anyone else, but in front of her, he guards his fragile self-esteem and does

not want her to be anxious about it.

Li Qiao slowly closed the drawer, her eyelids drooped and she couldn't help

sighing.

……

The next day, Li Qiao returned to Li's villa.

Li Guangming is not there, only Duan Shuyuan is watching TV series boredly.

At this moment, when she heard Li Qiao’s words, she was surprised, "Going out

on New Year's Day?"

Li Qiao nodded lightly, "It won't be long, maybe... I'll be back in about a

week."

Duan Shuyuan’s mouth fell down, and she muttered a little bit reluctantly,

“This is the first time you are away from home to celebrate New Year’s Day,

what about Shaoyan? He will also go with you?”

"Well, he will go too."

Duan Shuyuan glanced sideways at the kitchen, and sighed: "Then you should pay

more attention to yourself. There are many people traveling on New Year's Day.

You are still pregnant. Do you know if you go to places with many people as

little as possible?"

Li Qiao obediently responded, and chatted with Duan Shuyuan for a while before

she got up and went to the guest room.

It was already ten thirty in the morning, and Li Sangang woke up.

He sits on the corner of the bed with his upper body naked and smokes, his

hair is messy, and his expression is a little confused.

Li Qiao knocked on the door of the room. With a cigarette in the corner of Li

San's mouth, he picked up his nightgown and put it on his shoulders. After

opening the door, he leaned against the door frame, "Oh, rare guest."

"Put your clothes on."

Li Qiao's gaze flicked randomly, and then she turned her gaze away.

Li San laughed wantonly, biting his cigarette holder and said vaguely: "The

group of ** on the border were shirtless every day, and I didn't see you let

them wear..."

Before he finished speaking, Li San noticed that Li Qiaowen's faint gaze

glanced at his chest.

Li San looked down and fell silent.

He turned his back here without money, put on his nightgown and tied the belt,

and very deliberately closed his shirt, turned around and changed the subject,

"Tomorrow?"

Li Qiao looked at him with a non-smiling smile, and asked instead, "Nan Yu is

in there?"

Li San frowned, "No, are you looking for me or her?"

Li Qiao didn't speak, don't look deeply at his covered chest.

The three scratches are very eye-catching.

Not long after, Li San finished washing, changed his shirt and trousers, and

went to the sun room on the second floor to look for Li Qiao.

(End of this chapter)