Chapter 537 Xiaoqi, I'm Still Alive, Aren't You Happy?

Chapter 537 Xiaoqi, I'm still alive, aren't you happy?

Between them, more than a thousand days and nights have passed, from Yin and Yang being separated to meeting again in the world.

There is nothing more absurd than this.

Li Qiao stood in front of him, her dark eyes were red, but there were no tears.

Her eyes fell to the red hat medal on his chest little by little, and after a long pause, she suddenly smiled: "So...you are the Duke of Charmain, does that mean that I can no longer call you Huizi..."

The Duke of Charman, whose ancestral surname is Xiao, used to be named Xiao Yehui.

Three years ago, he left the border in suspended animation and returned to the Duke's family.

"Little Seven..."

Xiao Yehui had envisioned countless encounters, but the moment they actually met was not one of those countless encounters.

In this world, there are only two people who can call her Xiaoqi, one is Xiao Yehui and the other is Bo Tingxiao.

Xiao Yehui looked at her, suppressed his emotions, and said with a gentle smile: "Xiao Qi, are you not happy to see that I am still alive?"

Hearing the familiar yet unfamiliar address, Li Qiao slowly opened her eyes and looked at Xiao Yehui blankly.

absurd.

In Li Qiao's cognition, there are only these two words left.

She thought that Shang Yu's refusal to let her come to Yingdi was because he didn't want her to meet members of the Charman family.

Now, she finally knows why.

Li Qiao tilted her head to look at the man sluggishly, her voice trembling imperceptibly, "You always knew?"

Shang Yu's breathing was disordered, and when he was pacing forward, he saw Li Qiao's eyes were wet.

She didn't cry when she looked at Xiao Yehui, but she cried when she asked him.

No one has ever seen Li Qiao cry.

Even for Shang Yu, making her cry when in love is a completely different concept from crying in this situation.

The man was more flustered than she was. He strode forward and hugged her in his arms. He pinched her wrist tremblingly with his other hand and said hoarsely, "Hey, let go."

Li Qiao was hugged into his arms, and the veil fell off her face.

Where no one saw her, she closed her eyes, silently crying like rain.

In less than half a minute, Li Qiao controlled her emotions, but she never let go of her hand.

It seemed that only the pain that went deep into the bone marrow could convince her that this absurd thing was not a dream.

She withdrew from Shang Yu's arms, the corners of her eyes were moist, her lips held a decent and polite smile, and when she looked sideways at Xiao Yehui, she nodded slightly, "Excuse me, you guys continue."

Li Qiao turned to leave, but Xiao Yehui said behind her: "Xiaoqi, let's talk."

She turned her back to him, without any fluctuation in her tone, "What does the Duke want to talk to me about?"

With a sound of duke, a wall was erected between them.

Li Qiao turned around and smiled faintly, "Do you want to tell me that you never thought about killing Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu?"

Xiao Yehui's eyes were slightly focused, but the corners of his lips curled up without changing his face, "It seems that you believe that I did it?"

"Duke Charmain, we have a bright future." Li Qiao also smiled, and slowly let go of her hand, bloody fragments of champagne glasses fell all over the floor.

He was not Xiao Yehui, nor their Huizi, the eldest brother of the Seven Frontier Sons, who really died three years ago.

Today, he is the Duke of Charman, the old enemy of the Parmashang family.

It was the man behind the scenes who hurt Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu.

It was someone she couldn't calmly face for the time being.

Li Qiao left, her back straightened and disappeared into the depths of the lawn wall.

Shang Yu glanced sharply at Xiao Yehui, turned around and raised his legs to follow.

Behind him, Xiao Yehui looked down at his left hand, and there was boundless darkness in the depths of his eyes.