Chapter 1027 Wedding Dress?

Chapter 1027 Wedding dress?

Yin Mo pursed her lips and changed the topic, "I heard that it is difficult to get a visa for Pama..."

She really wanted to go and have a look. After all, the man who had always been strong and domineering was suddenly injured, so she couldn't see his real situation, so she was unavoidably anxious.

At this time, Li Qiao leaned on the back of the sofa, bent her lips and said, "It's not difficult, the visa-free policy for Nanyang will be temporarily opened in May."

Yin Mo's eyes lit up suddenly, "Is it because of your wedding with Master Yan?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

After Yin Mo left, Li Qiao stroked her fingertips, picked up her phone and dialed He Chen's number.

However, it cannot be connected.

Li Qiao frowned, turned her head to look at Luo Yu, "Is He Chen okay?"

Some time ago, I did hear that he was slightly injured. Shang Yu said it was okay, so she didn't ask further.

"It's safe now." Luo Yu blinked, took a step forward, and whispered: "Three days ago, he was ambushed, and the situation at that time was indeed not optimistic."

Li Qiao's face turned cold instantly, "Who did it?"

Who is He Chen, the underground boss in the west of Nanyang City, and the military adviser of the Black Hawk Party.

There are not many people who can ambush him.

Luo Yu said vaguely, "It is guessed that it is the mother of the He family's mistress, He Qing's mother, brother Chen's... aunt."

Li Qiao: "..."

It turned out that Yin Mo's worry was not groundless.

...

That night, around eight o'clock, Shang Yu returned to the mansion.

Li Qiao wandered into the living room after taking a shower.

Under the warm light, the man looked at the planning book in his hand, and occasionally wrote and drew with a pen.

Li Qiao walked slowly and sat down next to him, glanced casually at the planning document, Shang Yu happened to turn his head to look at her, and closed the document in his hand very naturally, "Why don't you blow your hair?"

"I can do it myself." Li Qiao ran her fingers through her wet long hair, "Yin Mo is here today."

The man put the planning book on the coffee table, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, "What are you doing?"

"Ask He Chen." Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu thoughtfully, "He Chen returned to Pama this time to take back the He family?"

The man folded his legs and leaned back against the back of the chair, "The He family has no attraction for him. If he wanted to, he wouldn't have come to Nanyang back then."

A He family is not enough to make He Chen go to war.

But the members of the He family are the thorn in his heart.

Li Qiao rubbed her pregnant belly and nodded knowingly, "He single-handedly dealt with the entire He family, which is in line with his usual style."

"If such a trivial matter can't be resolved, he is not He Chen."

Li Qiao's eyes met Shang Yu's, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Small things can still hurt you?"

A slight smile appeared on the man's lips, and his arms fell on Li Qiao's shoulders, hooking her and pulling her into his arms, "It's not impossible to send Yin Mo to help, but the premise is to ensure that Yin Mo won't Hold back."

Li Qiao asked intriguingly, "How do you know that He Chen doesn't want Yin's second child to 'hold him back'?"

As long as he doesn't have any thoughts, it is impossible for Yin Mo to know about his injury.

Besides... Yin Mo really might not hold back.

Hearing this, Shang Yu's lips overflowed with a deep laughter, "Then it's up to you, and you can arrange it as you like, and directly order Luo Yu."

...

Baiju is too late, and May Day is over in a blink of an eye.

There is less than half a month before the wedding on May 17th. Except for regular check-ups, Li Qiao spends most of the rest of her time busy in the laboratory.

Even Luo Yu didn't know what she was busy with until this day, when the sentry outside the mansion came to report that there was a courier from Li Qiao and she needed to sign for it.

Luo Yu hurried to the laboratory, and just opened the door when Li Qiao said: "The sense of design is not strong enough, let's rework."

"lady……"

Luo Yu called her, and Li Qiao hung up the video call, her tone was slightly low, as if she was not in a good mood, "What's the matter?"

"Your courier is outside the door, and you need to sign for it in person."

Li Qiao made a gesture to get up, but she didn't know what to think, and said coldly, "Reject."

Luo Yu responded, came and left in a daze.

I don't know who made Madam unhappy, and the entire laboratory is filled with low air pressure.

As for the thing in her mouth that didn't have a strong sense of design, Luo Yu couldn't guess what it was.

But for sure, it should have nothing to do with the wedding.

After all, the boss did not involve his wife in the design and planning of the whole wedding, and kept the whole process hidden from her.

After Luo Yu left, Li Qiao opened the photo album on her mobile phone, stretched the picture continuously to observe the details, and there was a touch of irritability in her eyes.

There is less than half a month left, I hope it will be in time.

As the wedding day drew closer, Li Qiao also began to control her diet.

She's not fat enough to wear a dress, but she's given up cake and other sweet treats since early May to ensure she looks her best on her wedding day.

The little cub may have a heart-to-heart with her, and his desire for cake is getting less and less day by day.

May 15th, two days left before the wedding.

In Nanyang City, undercurrents are surging.

There are many private airlines arriving at the airport every day, such as the British Empire, the United States, Palma, Burma, Ida, Nia, and the border...the list goes on and on.

The Nanyang Air Traffic Management Bureau seems to have received some instructions, no longer restricting the number of private jets entering the country, and all of them will be released and landed as soon as possible.

The hot search for Shang Shaoyan's big wedding is once again high, and countless people are looking forward to it. Not only do they want to visit the scene in person, but their curiosity about Li Qiao is also growing day by day.

On the afternoon of May 16th, Li Qiao was taken back to Li's villa.

At 3:30, Li Qiao was lazily sitting in the sun room basking in the sun. After half a month of hard work, her figure was a little thinner than before, and even the outline of her jawline had returned to its previous exquisiteness.

Someone came up the stairs behind him, and Zong Yue's brisk voice came to his ears, "Pretty!"

Li Qiao lazily opened her eyelids, staring at Zong Yue's attire of a professional woman, "Get off work so early?"

Zong Yue put the purse on the low table, sat sideways, and said with a smile: "It was arranged by Mr. Xi. This afternoon and tomorrow, all staff will be on paid leave."

"Oh." Li Qiao naturally knew Xi Luo's intentions, bent her lips, and jokingly said, "Mr. Xi is really generous."

Zong Yue pursed her lips and smiled, then approached mysteriously, "Qiaoqiao, tomorrow is the wedding, are you nervous?"

Li Qiao shook her head without changing her face, saying she was not nervous.

Zong Yue reached out and gently touched her pregnant belly, and said with emotion: "Then you are amazing. The night before I got married, I was so excited that I was going to wear a wedding dress to marry Li Jun. I stayed up all night."

Wedding dress!

Li Qiao suddenly realized that all her attention had been on the design of the wedding ring recently. Until now...she hadn't tried on the wedding dress yet.

And tomorrow morning they will come to pick up the kiss.

At this time, Zong Yue saw that she was silent, and asked tentatively: "Are you and Uncle Shaoyan holding a wedding?"

Li Qiao replied absently, "Well, it should be just one."