Chapter 124 Master Yan Really Knows How to Joke

Chapter 124 Master Yan Really Knows How to Joke

The two entered the mansion side by side. It was different from the empty and deserted one last time, probably because Shang Zonghai settled here, and bodyguards could be seen everywhere in the mansion.

Li Qiao walked past calmly, and soon came to the living room.

Shang Zonghai put the Tai Chi sword on the black gold marble coffee table, and the bodyguards brought ginseng tea as soon as he sat down.

"Little girl, don't be too restrained, just treat yourself as your own home and sit wherever you want." Shang Zonghai raised his eyes and said to Li Qiao while blowing on the heat of the ginseng tea.

Li Qiao calmly found a seat and sat down, watching her nose and heart, waiting for Shang Zonghai to speak.

Even if the person in charge of the business was extremely tolerant towards her, Li Qiao did not dare to take it lightly.

Those in positions of power will always control the overall situation quietly, especially people like Shang Zonghai.

At this time, Shang Zonghai drank a few sips of ginseng tea, and when he bent down to put down the teacup, he asked casually, "Did your father say anything to you after you came home that day?"

Li Qiao looked at him calmly, and answered fluently: "Say it, he told me that the card you gave me is a rare gold diamond card, very rare, and there are no more than ten holders in the world.

So I came here today to express my thanks to you. I deserve such a precious diamond card. "

What Li Qiao said was watertight.

Shang Zonghai helped the frame down, the reflective lens just blocked the deep meaning in his eyes, "Little girl, you are being modest. Diamond cards are not rare, Shaoyan and they all have them.

If you haven't divorced, when you come to Parma, that card will also be given to you. "

There was nothing wrong with what she said, but Li Qiao always felt that there was something beyond the strings.

Just at this time, Shang Yu came.

The man's footsteps are always steady and powerful, and with his appearance, his smell is faintly floating in the living room, which is clear and has a faint scent of ebony.

When Shang Yu appeared, Shang Zonghai got up straight away, picked up the Tai Chi sword on the table, and said, "Sit with the little girl for a while, and I'll go change my clothes."

"Well, the information you want is in the tea room." Shang Yu reminded, and Shang Zonghai left the living room in response.

After finishing speaking, Shang Yu walked around the coffee table with one hand in his pocket, tilted his head and looked at Li Qiao, "Are you practicing Tai Chi sword with the old man?"

Li Qiao smiled and shook her head, "No, when I arrived, I happened to meet my uncle on the platform."

"What are you talking about?" Shang Yu sat opposite her, raising his legs casually, his movements always revealing a lazy willfulness.

Li Qiao also relaxed her posture, leaned her head against the sofa and smiled slightly, "I didn't talk about anything, you came here before the chat started."

Hearing this, Shang Yu's eyes burned slightly, and with a bit of deep thought, he pursed his lips seriously: "It seems that I appeared at the wrong time."

"I didn't mean that either..." Li Qiao glanced at him quietly, caught the teasing in the man's deep eyes, and couldn't help curling her lips, "Master Yan really knows how to joke."

The man was silent, but a low laugh escaped from his thin lips, softening the deep and arrogant outline of his handsome face.

Not long after, Shang Zonghai left and returned.

He took off his Tai Chi clothes and changed into cotton and linen casual clothes. He lost the awe-inspiring majesty and added the kindness of an elder. "Little girl, if you don't think I'm long-winded, how about having breakfast with me?"

Just as Li Qiao was about to get up, Shang Yu, who was opposite him, looked sideways at him, lowered his head and lit his cigarette, and said, "You always said that you never talk when you eat or sleep, and it's never too late to chat after eating."

Shang Zonghai narrowed his eyes, "It's fine if you don't eat with me, but you also want to take care of her?"

Shang Yu nodded with a cigarette between his fingers, completely unafraid of Shang Zonghai's feigned sullenness, "You take it easy, I'll take her out for a walk first."

Shang Zonghai: "..."

After the two of them left, Shang Zonghai's expression of feigned anger gradually receded, but instead he looked at the direction they left in a mysterious way, and sighed faintly.