Chapter 539 Are You Sure She Will Let Go of the Past?

Chapter 539 Are you sure she will let go of the past?

Just at this moment, there was a sound of neat footsteps coming from the direction of the stairs in the corridor.

Feng Yi paused to dial the phone, turned his head to look, Jun's face sank, "What's the Duke doing?"

Come, Xiao Yehui.

It was still his royal knight who opened the way in front of him.

He didn't answer Feng Yi, but instead looked at the door of the study.

In a few seconds, the door opened, and Shang Yu's straight black figure paced out from inside.

In the gorgeous European-style corridor, the two men are not far apart, but there is a clear estrangement.

Xiao Yehui paced forward, the hand with the white glove still hanging by his side, and whispered softly: "I thought you would stop me."

He called Shang Shaoyan and said he wanted to meet Li Qiao. He instinctively thought that he would stop him, but he didn't.

Right now, Shang Yu and his eyes intertwined, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes sharply curled his lips, "We must give you a chance to say goodbye to the past."

The smile on Xiao Yehui's face faded a bit, and when he turned to face the door, he turned his head and looked back, "Are you so sure that she will let go?"

The man didn't look at him, and took the cigarette case from Feng Yi's hand, his tone was calm and arrogant, "You can try."

Xiao Yehui gave him a meaningful look, bent his lips and pushed the door open and walked in.

Feng Yi watched his figure disappear into the door, feeling a little worried, "What happened to Li Qiao's hand? Just let him in like this, in case..."

The man brought the cigarette to his lips, and said in a low voice, "Nothing happens."

There must be a decision about Xiao Yehui and Li Qiao's matter.

...

In the study, Xiao Yehui stood at the door, seeing the scene inside, there was an indistinct smile in his eyes.

It was Xiaoqi he knew, no matter what unexpected situation he faced, he could recover calm and rational in the fastest time.

At this moment, she was sitting alone on the European-style couch, her skirts were dragging to the floor, her legs were crossed, she was lowering her head and rubbing the gauze on her right hand, and said to him casually, "You're here."

From the absurd and helpless when they first met, to the calm and calm at this moment, the pointer has only gone half a circle, and he can't see any redundant emotions on her body.

Xiao Yehui walked to the single sofa opposite Li Qiao and sat down. The greetings of the old friends meeting old friends seemed superfluous and hypocritical in such a scene.

He sighed softly, leaned back in the chair gracefully, "how's your hand?"

Li Qiao tore off a thread of gauze, put it on her fingertips and rubbed it, "I can't die."

The conversation was so ordinary that Xiao Yehui was at a loss for a moment.

In fact, he would rather Li Qiao beat him, scold him, or even fight him, and he didn't want to see her so calm.

Xiao Yehui looked away from her face, looked away at the bookcase in front of her, and a thin smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Xiaoqi, I said I have difficulties, do you believe me?"

"Letter." Li Qiao raised her eyelids, looking at the face that made her feel guilty for three years, she still couldn't help shrinking, "But, it doesn't matter anymore."

Xiao Yehui raised his eyebrows, and looked at her again, "You don't blame me?"

Li Qiao pressed the corner of her mouth and looked at him calmly, "What do you blame you for? Feign death and leave or attack your own people?"

"Xiaoqi." Xiao Yehui never changed his address, including those eyes, which were always the same as three years ago, always staring at her with a gentle smile.

As if nothing had changed, as if he was still the gentle and considerate elder brother.

He paused for a moment, then slowly said: "I don't refute the feigned death, but the third and fifth have accidents, why don't you think about their reasons?"

There was a ripple in Li Qiao's eyes, but it was fleeting.

She lowered her eyes, bent her lips, and smiled faintly, "Back then, Hui Zai, as the military advisor of the Seventh Son, was best at trying to figure out people's hearts and control other people's emotions.

So, you want to tell me now that their injuries are self-inflicted and have nothing to do with you? "

It's not that Xiao Yehui didn't hear her ridicule. In the past few years, he has become the Duke of Charmain, and no one dares to speak to him in such a tone anymore.

Harsh is certain.

Especially this person is still Li Qiao.

Xiao Yehui stared at the sneer on her lips, and slowly raised his white gloved left hand, "You returned to Yuncheng halfway, and you should have investigated the truth of their accident.

A boss of a pharmaceutical company that was acquired, and a killer who was refused to take orders, just two people like this, can seriously injure the third and fifth, still can't explain the problem?

Xiaoqi, I will not deny what I have done, but have you forgotten that at the border back then, this was also our most commonly used method, just to fuel the flames and make use of our strength. "

Li Qiao's breathing was stagnant, and her gaze fell on Xiao Yehui's face.

As the border passed by, wars raged everywhere. They used to sit in front of the bonfire, drinking wine and discussing ways to seriously injure their opponents.

Everyone is scheming and planning, wishing to kill people.

Yes, these are their usual means and tricks.

No matter how long it has been, she remembers everything that happened at the border.

But when these low-level methods are used on their own people, it will become unprecedentedly ironic.

At this time, Xiao Yehui seemed to understand the coldness and sarcasm in her eyes. He pinched the white glove of his left hand and gently pulled it, and the prosthetic limb that simulated his arm appeared under the light, "Now you blame me for doing something to them, but you seem to I never thought about what I did to protect you.

They were injured, but not fatal. I didn't let the two hands-on people live.

If I really want to play against you, I have had countless opportunities to do it in the past three years.

Xiaoqi, why don't you think about it, if the third and fifth children are capable enough, how could they be injured, and why would they let you go back to the country overnight?

It's not so much that you die for everyone, it's that they're all dragging you down.

Put the same thing on you, I don't believe you can't avoid those low-level assassinations and traps. "

Li Qiao's gaze was fixed on Xiao Yehui's simulated prosthetic limb.

After a while, she closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, "Is Duke Charmain brainwashing me?"

"Heh..." Xiao Yehui laughed lightly, stood up with the armrests in his hands, and put on his white gloves again unhurriedly, "You, it's the same as before, who can brainwash you about what you think?

I'm just telling you that you and I just have different positions now, and you know better than me that the world is not black and white.

If you think I'm wrong, it's useless to say anything.

But you still have to remember one thing, if one day you and Shang Shaoyan separate, then I will still be your border brother... Xiao Yehui. "

Li Qiao's fingers rubbing her forehead stopped suddenly, and her eyes were full of waves.

After staring at each other for a while, she raised her hand and threw the phone on the table, and a text message from two days ago was displayed on the screen, "You say you are so great, but your methods are not very clever, I would rather you be open and honest. against us."

Xiao Yehui straightened his gloves, glanced at the phone screen, and narrowed his eyes suddenly.

He looked at those few words, the arc of the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually deepened, but his eyes became darker and colder.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Qiao's heart sank a little.