Chapter 231 Master Yan, Did You Start Tonight?

Chapter 231 Master Yan, did you start tonight?

At this moment, Li Qiao stopped wiping her hair, thought for a while, and asked, "Did he look for you before he left?"

Tang Yiting snorted, quite unhappy, "What are you looking for, if I hadn't gone to Lan Ye to ask around, I wouldn't have known he had resigned.

And his mobile phone has become an empty number, what kind of person is this, at least I got to know him for a while, just leave as soon as I say, bad review! "

Well, as she expected, what Wen Shi said last night was a lie throughout.

Li Qiao picked up the phone and got off the ground, threw down the towel, sat at the table and turned on the computer, with a slightly mocking tone: "Then do you know that Wen Shi is not a graduate student?"

On the computer screen, Li Qiao opened an encrypted document.

Wen Shi's few personal data are displayed on it, and the content is too small to be normal.

On the other end of the phone, Tang Yiting took a deep breath, and her voice became more stable in an instant, "What do you mean? He's not a graduate student, so what does he do? Didn't you say that he was from an ordinary family and worked part-study in the blue night?"

Li Qiao slid the mouse, her voice was slightly cool, "Not only that, it's possible that the name Wen Shi...is also fake."

Tang Yiting cursed, got up and walked out of the private billiard room, leaning against the wall with a tense expression, "Qiaoqiao, there is something... I haven't told you before."

"Well, it has something to do with him?" Li Qiao looked at the screen and paused with her fingers.

Tang Yiting nodded inwardly, made a generalization in a few words, and finally muttered in a heavy tone, "Before I thought he liked you, that's why he seemed to ask me about you and Mr. Shang.

But now it seems that it is definitely not that simple. But don't worry, he asked me several times, but I blocked them all and didn't say anything to him. "

Tang Yiting was born into a wealthy family, and she was nurtured by her family since she was a child, and she knew exactly what to say and what not to say.

What's more, she didn't dare to say anything about Li Qiao and that boss!

At this moment, Li Qiao's eyes raised her eyebrows deeply, and she said silently, "Yes, I see."

Immediately, the two chatted for a few more words, hung up the phone, and Li Qiao looked at Wen Shi's information intently again.

This was investigated last night, and the result was not too surprising, but rather reasonable.

Wen Shi suddenly appeared downstairs in the laboratory, and then left Nanyang quietly. No matter how you say it, the whole thing is strange.

Just as Li Qiao squinted her eyes and thought, the figure of Shang Fu inexplicably appeared in her mind.

The timing is indeed a bit of a coincidence.

Shang Fu appears, Wen Shi disappears...

Li Qiao frowned, hoping she was thinking too much.

...

Ten minutes later, Li Qiao remarked Wen Shi's information, then went back to bed, and sent Shang Yu a WeChat message with her mobile phone in her hand.

Li Qiao: [What are you doing baby.jpg]

This picture has become her regular opening remarks.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, and I don't know if he slept or not.

Sure enough, the news fell into the sea.

Li Qiao waited for a few minutes, but she didn't see any reply from him. She pursed her lips, turned off the bedside lamp with her hand, and planned to sleep.

Everything is silent, and the night window reflects the brightness of the moonlight.

Li Qiao was half asleep and half awake, and felt the phone under her pillow vibrate slightly.

She stretched out her hands and squinted at the screen, and it turned out that it was the man who replied.

Shang Yu: Asleep?

Li Qiao turned over, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and typed a few words: Not yet.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qiao was stunned by the news of the second reply.

Then she got out of bed, took out a sweater and jeans from the closet, put them on, and went straight out the door.

And on the wechat page of the mobile phone she left on the bed, the man sent two words: go downstairs.

...

The stars and the moon compete for glory, and there are occasional summer insects chirping on early summer nights.

Li Qiao walked out of the dormitory with her hoodie in her outer pocket, her soft hair hanging on both sides of her chest, and a gust of breeze blew past her eyes and brows.

In front of the building, under a street lamp, stood a figure with a clear body, like the most colorful scene in the moonlight.

The corners of Li Qiao's mouth were raised slightly, and she walked towards him leisurely.

Perhaps it was an illusion, Shang Yu tonight is more handsome than ever.

He was wearing a well-tailored black suit, with a corner of a burgundy scarf sticking out of the breast pocket.

Such formal attire, as if he just returned from a banquet or something.

Li Qiao stood still in front of him, looking up at the steady and mature man by the light of the lamp, her heartbeat was a little disordered.

He looks so good tonight.

The broken hair was meticulously arranged, and the outline of the facial features was softened by the street lamps.

In contrast, Li Qiao felt that her clothes were too casual.

She stretched out her hand to brush away the lingering hair from the corner of her eyes, the little deer's eyes were full of starlight, and said crisply, "Did you just finish your work?"

Shang Yu responded in a low voice, and walked up to her in the next second, hugging her in his arms, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Li Qiao leaned on the man's chest, just about to answer, but suddenly smelled an unusual smell.

He smelled of blood.

Even with the scent of ebony and smoke, it cannot escape Li Qiao's keen sense of smell.

She frowned quietly, and moved secretly in his arms, looking for the source of the bloody smell, "I was going to sleep, but your message woke me up."

After the words fell, Shang Yu supported her shoulders to pull away the distance, the corners of his thin lips slightly raised, looked at the hair around the girl's mouth, and gently brushed it away with his index finger, "It sounds like it's your boyfriend's fault."

Li Qiao glanced at him, and held his wrist with a smile.

found it!

The strong smell of blood came from his palm.

Li Qiao blinked innocently, rubbed her cheek against the back of his hand, and replied lazily, "I didn't say that."

This seemingly coquettish action also made Li Qiao more sure that his hands were stained with blood tonight.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes, and her eyes quickly passed over his fingers, which were well-proportioned and clean, and looked the same.

Could it be that he was injured?

Thinking of this, the corners of Li Qiao's mouth dropped unconsciously.

Just about to find a way to test it out, Shang Yu leaned forward slightly, his dark eyes locked on her cheek, "I've been smelling it for a long time, what did you smell?"

Li Qiao's eyes paused, and since her intention was discovered, she didn't hide it anymore, she took his wrist generously and sniffed, "Master Yan, did you make a move tonight?"

She said it very euphemistically, but I believe he must understand.

At this time, a smile flashed across Shang Yu's deep pupils, he withdrew his palm from Li Qiao's hand, took out a wine-red square scarf, and wiped his fingers slowly, "It's just a small punishment and a big warning."

When he said that, Li Qiao didn't ask in detail.

I've seen him shoot a gun in the valley. This man has always done things properly, and she doesn't need to talk too much.

At this time, Li Qiao's eyes scanned Shang Yu's body. Although the black suit was elegant, it made it impossible for her to tell whether there was blood.

She was a little annoyed, pursed her lips, and asked, "What about you? Are you injured?"

4,000 words in the morning, and there are still 2,000 words before 4:00 tomorrow afternoon~

The weekend is here, and the update at 0 o'clock will be far away...