Chapter 538 The Choice Faced by Li Qiao

Chapter 538 The Choice Faced by Li Qiao

In the study room on the third floor of the Earl's Mansion, an entire wall of bookcases is filled with classical documents.

The dark red decoration tone of the room is also filled with a little seriousness and dullness.

The ceiling light in the room is very warm, and the halo of light envelopes the people near the sofa, so quiet that only the occasional crisp sound can be heard.

That was the sound of the fragments of the wine glass dug out from Li Qiao's hand falling into the tray.

At this time, Shang Yu knelt on one knee, with his head half down, holding Li Qiao's right hand with one hand, and using tweezers, he poked open the flesh to find the buried fragments.

The man's short hair hung down on his forehead, blocking his dark eyes.

He seemed to be controlling his strength very carefully, but the back of his hand holding the tweezers was already bruised.

Li Qiao didn't speak a word, she sat quietly, even though her palms were bloody, she didn't say a word.

She looked at the bookcase opposite without moving, as if the pause button had been pressed.

It was as if for her, the real disappointment and sadness were always silent.

More than ten minutes passed, and Shang Yu bandaged her bloody palms, and there was a layer of fine sweat on her smooth forehead.

The emotions of the two of them seemed to be tense to the extreme, but neither of them opened their mouths to break the silence of the room.

Shang Yu still maintained the posture of kneeling on one knee, his warm fingertips gently stroking Li Qiao's cold fingertips.

His eyes fell on her left wrist, the watch was gone.

But in the Hongke system these days, the location of that watch is still active in Yuncheng.

That's why he didn't expect that Li Qiao would return to Yingdi again, and it seemed that she had changed her identity.

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Yu pursed his lips, his Adam's apple continued to slide, and he spoke hoarsely after a long time: "You blame me?"

Li Qiao's gaze, which was staring ahead, moved slowly to the man's face, and also fell into his dark and obscure eyes.

She hooked the corner of her lower lip and shook her head slowly.

What is he to blame?

Blame him for not telling him Xiao Yehui's identity in advance?

How should he say such a thing?

Just like her own current mood, how should she tell Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu that the person who plotted against them is probably the big brother Xiao Yehui who once shed blood for them.

Even if it is said, it is very likely that Shen Qingye will think that she is an idiot, and Xia Xia will also think that she is bewitched.

Some things just can't be said bluntly.

Shang Yu also has this kind of situation and concerns.

At this time, the figure of the man kneeling and Li Qiao's eyes were on the same level. He gently squeezed her fingers, his eyes were deep, "If you feel uncomfortable, you can blame me."

Li Qiao shook her head again, then lowered her eyelids.

Shang Yu's lip line gradually straightened, provoking her chin, his handsome face was stern, "Then say something, huh?"

His movements forced Li Qiao to meet his eyes.

The warm colors of the lights were reflected in the eyes of both of them, but they couldn't feel any warmth.

Li Qiao licked the corners of her dry mouth, frowned, and said in a tone of unknowing coquettishness and grievance, "Hands hurt..."

It really hurts.

The moment she frowned, Shang Yu's heart tightened suddenly, and then he heard her cry of pain, so he stood up and wanted to hug her, "Go to the hospital."

With such a strong character, she can scream pain, and the man has no extra energy to think about other things.

"No need." Li Qiao raised her intact left hand to stop him from moving, she didn't use much force, and pulled the man's arm towards her, "Hold for a while."

Shang Yu's body was slightly stiff, and after taking his seat, he carefully hooked her shoulders, and took her into his arms with very gentle force.

He didn't dare to use too much force, as if he could break her if he did.

Tonight's Li Qiao was full of fragility that he had never seen before.

Naturally, Li Qiao didn't know Shang Yu's true thoughts, but felt that the hug was too shallow and not intimate enough, so she couldn't help but push him with her shoulder, "Do you use some strength?"

The man's eyes trembled, and all kinds of complicated emotions in his chest dissipated in an instant.

He lowered his head and saw her raising her eyebrows as if waiting for his strength, and finally raised her thin lips and pressed her into his arms with force.

Li Qiao felt relieved, and Shang Yu sighed as if relieved of a heavy burden.

"Aren't you afraid of pain now?" The man's angular jaw rested on top of her head, his arms were warm and strong.

Li Qiao was stuffed in his arms, sniffing the ebony fragrance that belonged to him alone, and her heavy mood healed a lot.

She pressed her face sideways against his chest, and said embarrassingly, "Hand pain is not body pain."

After the words fell, there was another wordless silence.

Some things cannot be avoided. After Li Qiao settled her emotions, she leaned back and opened a moderate distance, "When did you know that he belonged to Xiao Yehui?"

Shang Yu pursed his lower lips, and looked out of the window, "I had suspicions before, but it was confirmed after your elder brother's wedding banquet that the person who gave you the gift money in the surveillance was Xiao Yeyan's daily hired bodyguard."

Li Qiao opened her mouth, "Second Young Master Charman?"

"En." The man replied heavily, "The gift money should be written by Xiao Yeyan, he and Xiao Yehui are half-brothers."

Listening to Shang Yu's statement, Li Qiao finally had a clearer understanding of the Charman family.

Xiao Yehui's mother was the duchess that Ming Media was marrying back then, and he himself was the legitimate eldest son of the duke's family.

As for Xiao Yeyan, it was the duke's romantic debt outside the family, and he was taken back into the family only after his biological mother died.

No wonder she didn't see any resemblance between Xiao Yeyan and Xiao Yehui at the beginning. His face, comparable to a cartoon character, was so perfect that he couldn't even pick out any flaws.

If he followed his mother's appearance more, then his biological mother must also have a clean appearance, and it might be reasonable to let the Duke of Challman cheat and worship under her pomegranate skirt.

After all, after the implementation of monogamy, British aristocrats and even royal family members took care of their lovers outside, which was also one of their status symbols.

But soon, Shang Yu revealed another piece of information, that the relationship between the two brothers was not harmonious, and they were at the same level.

Hearing this, Li Qiao suddenly had a strange thought, "Did Xiao Yeyan intend to let me know that Hui Zai is still alive?"

The man stroked the top of her head with his generous palm, and nodded coldly, "It's very likely."

It's just that Xiao Yeyan was seriously injured by him in Nanyang later, and he had no chance to make another move for the time being.

...

At the same time, outside the study, Feng Yi leaned against the window sill in the corridor, smoking a cigarette.

Beside him stood Liuyun and Mochizuki with expressionless faces.

Shang Yu and Li Qiao have been in for twenty minutes, but they have never come out.

Feng Yi felt a little ridiculous, even funny.

If he hadn't asked his family's noble cavalry team, he would never have imagined that Li Qiao and Duke Charman were old acquaintances.

Thinking of this, Feng Yi took another sharp puff of cigarette, feeling powerless as if things were going off the rails.

The Charman family and the Parma Shang family have been enemies for many years.

As Shaoyan's girlfriend, Li Qiao will face too many choices in the future.

Feng Yi bit his cigarette at the corner of his mouth, and took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket to make a call.