Chapter 308 The Shrewd Shang Zonghai

Chapter 308 The Shrewd Shang Zonghai

At the same time, Li Qiao followed the housekeeper and Luo Yu on the path leading to the church.

The housekeeper occasionally introduced a few words of scenery, and Li Qiao responded casually.

The Gothic church with brown walls and black tiles slowly came into view.

Above the steeple bell tower stands a fiery red cross.

Li Qiao gave Luo Yu a look without showing any signs of expression, Luo Yu nodded slightly, and asked at the right time: "Housekeeper Xiao, is the church open today?"

Steward Xiao looked left and right, nodded solemnly, "Open and open, if Ms. Li wants to go in, I'll ask someone to open the door."

"Well, I'll trouble you then."

Housekeeper Xiao bent over to them, said no trouble, turned around and walked not far away to start making a phone call.

Near the church, Li Qiao looked around, as if looking at the scenery, but her voice was very low: "Is there usually so many people in the old house?"

Luo Yu kicked the stone slab with his toe, and replied cautiously: "I didn't do it before, but recently I have sent a lot of manpower, and I heard that there is a change in the side branch."

Li Qiao looked up into the distance, her lips moved slightly, "Because he's back?"

Hearing this, Luo Yu blinked, "Well, it really does matter."

At this point, Housekeeper Xiao had already turned back from the front, and Li Qiao lowered her eyes, and waves appeared in her eyes.

It turned out that, as she had imagined, Shang Yu was indeed facing enemies in the Shang clan.

The threat from the side branches alone can make the old house so strictly guarded. If there are other infiltrations from outside forces, the Parma Shang family really cannot maintain peace.

...

On the other side, the Water Garden Diaoyutai.

At this moment, after listening to Shang Zonghai's praise, Shang Yu looked at him with eyes as deep as the sea, "What do you mean, happy to see it come true?"

Over the years, he has rarely seen such a "reasonable" side of his father.

There must be a reason for abnormality.

There was a smile in Shang Zonghai's eyes. He looked at the fishing pond again, fiddled with the fishing rod, and said meaningfully: "If I disagree, will you let go?"

"No." Shang Yu replied without thinking, without any hesitation.

Shang Zonghai's smile grew stronger, and he glanced sideways at him, "Then what else can I do besides being happy to see it happen?!"

Having said that, he obviously avoided all questions like Tai Chi.

Shang Yu looked deeply at his father, even if he talked about the city, he would feel inferior to himself.

After a while, the man took out the cigarette case from his pocket, took out a thin cigar and handed it to Shang Zonghai.

The cigarette was lit, and a curl of white mist dispersed in the air. Shang Zonghai waved his hand casually, looked at the cigarette in his hand, and joked meaningfully, "Yes, your taste is good now."

Shang Yu narrowed his eyes and smoked a cigarette, and changed the subject arrogantly, "When are you always going to translate the contents of your autobiography?"

Shang Zonghai flicked the cigarette ash, "What's the rush? There are too many uncommon words, so I'll let you know after the translation."

Shang Yu looked at the fishing pond with a half-smile, "Really? Compared with the autobiography, which ancient medical book has more rare words?"

This is a literal trap.

Shang Zonghai heard it instantly.

He picked up the fishing rod and stroked the fishing line in a dazed manner, biting a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and said vaguely: "If you really want to know, you can study it with me."

After the words fell, the surrounding fell into silence again.

After a while, Shang Zonghai suggested: "I have someone prepare meals in Yuezhai Hall, you can go after lunch."

While talking, he sprinkled a handful of fish food into the fishing pond, and after a moment of silence, he added: "The clan meeting in five days' time, you should consider whether you want to bring the little girl with you."

When the words fell to the ground, Liu Yun and Mochizuki looked at each other very vaguely for a second, and then quickly lowered their heads.

In front of the old Patriarch, they didn't dare to overstep, let alone show superfluous expressions, for fear that they would be seen if they were not careful.

The reason why they were so surprised was because the Shang clan meeting was held every year, but most of them were arranged at the end of the year or the beginning of the new year.

Why is this year suddenly brought forward to the middle of the year?

At this time, Shang Yu's thin lips overflowed with a faint mist, and his deep eyes were full of wind and clouds, but the next second he returned to calm.

He drooped his eyelids, his expression was difficult to distinguish, he took a long time to pinch his cigarette, looked directly at Shang Zonghai, and sighed in a heavy tone: "Is it because you have made so many preparations and arranged the clan meeting in advance, isn't it because you want her to attend?"

Shang Zonghai ignored his words, but looked at the fishing pond with a deep expression, and muttered to himself: "The water in this pond is mixed, and it's time for someone to change it."

...

Near noon, Li Qiao followed the butler to Yuezhai Hall.

The quaint environment gives people the illusion of being in the royal court.

Next door to Yuezhai Hall is the Ecological Garden, surrounded by greenery and the environment is quiet and quiet.

Li Qiao sat beside Shang Yu, the three of them were the only ones seated at the sandalwood square table.

It's strange to say that since entering the door in the morning, except for Shang Zonghai, the housekeeper and the bodyguards hiding everywhere, she has not seen any relevant members of the Shang family in this huge main house.

Soon, the servant brought all kinds of local dishes, Shang Zonghai took the hot towel and wiped his hands, looked at Li Qiao kindly, "Little girl, you have to pay attention to this hummus and bread Try it, a special dish that we Parma people must eat since childhood."

We Parma people...

Normally, Li Qiao would definitely take this as a polite greeting.

But Shang Zonghai, a shrewd and sophisticated old man, probably carried some kind of deep meaning in every word he said.

Li Qiao looked at the hummus and special bread, and nodded politely, "Uncle said so, so I must try it."

Shang Zonghai seemed very satisfied, and looked at her with more gentle and kind eyes.

After the meal, the servant brought tea.

Li Qiao sat across from Shang Zonghai, with a calm expression, clear eyebrows and eyes, and always maintained the etiquette that a junior should have.

At this time, Shang Zonghai sipped his tea, and then said to Shang Yu: "This is the first time for a girl to come here. You can put aside the things at hand these few days and take her around Palmado. The vacation home is good, you can go and relax when you have time."

Shang Yu leaned against the edge of the table and responded without saying anything.

In less than five minutes, Shang Zonghai stood up with a chair, "It's almost time, I have to go to the medicine hall in the afternoon, you two should go back first."

Li Qiao and Shang Zonghai bid farewell.

It wasn't until she walked out the door that the glowing sight behind her finally disappeared.

Li Qiao pursed her lips, and after relaxing her tense emotions, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Hearing her sigh, Shang Yu held her fingers sideways, "Tired?"

The girl's soft palms were a little wet, and her posture became much more lax.

Li Qiao looked down at the entangled fingertips of the two, pulled her lips and said, "Do you feel that when uncle talks to me, there is always something in his words?"