Chapter 573 You Come to the Border

Chapter 573 You Come to the Border

After returning to the mansion, Li Qiao unhurriedly went to the bedroom to catch up on sleep, while Shang Yu and the others sat in the living room and chatted.

He Chen sat casually on the sofa, with his arms on the back, "How is Chengnan?"

At the beginning, Qiu Huan of the Nanyang General Assembly won the control of the south of the city. After so long, it seems that there is no big move there.

Qiu Huan took a sip of the teacup, and then sighed, "That's it, Tu Anliang's reputation in the south of the city was too bad before. After I took over, many things needed to be re-planned, and it didn't work so quickly."

He Chen raised the end of his eyes, glanced up and down at him, curled the corners of his mouth, noncommittal.

The second son of the invisible wealthy Qiu family, since he was a child, he has been well-clothed and well-fed, and has never been severely beaten by the society. He is too indecisive and not vigorous enough. If he wants to eat up the land in the south of the city, the policy of softness is useless.

At this moment, Shang Yu was leaning on the sofa silently sipping a cigarette, without any intention of opening his mouth.

The atmosphere in the living room was silent for a moment, Qiu Huan suddenly received a call from the old house, and after a brief conversation, he stood up and said, "I have something to do at home, I have to go back. Shaoyan, wait for me to arrange a time, you call Let's have a meal with my siblings."

The man drooped his eyelids, "Yeah."

Qiu Huan nodded towards He Chen, said to go first, and then strode out of the living room, his back still looked anxious.

He Chen glanced through the floor-to-ceiling windows, "Why did your woman help him today?"

He has no feelings for Qiu Huan, not even a friend.

If it wasn't for Shaoyan's relationship, He Chen would have been too lazy to deal with such a wealthy family.

Shang Yu pinched the cigarette holder with his fingertips, and his deep eyes flashed playfully, "You can ask her when she wakes up."

Helping Qiu Huan seems to be just a matter of little effort for her.

As for why he helped, Shang Yu already had a guess in his mind.

Li Qiao is smarter and sharper than everyone thinks.

Perhaps...she had already guessed that the assessment in the dark hall was prepared for her, and Qiu Huan was just a foil.

He Chen stretched his arms, leaned his head against the back of the chair and looked at the ceiling, not wanting to continue Qiu Huan's topic, changed his mind, and said: "Speaking of Chengnan, it seems that Tu Anliang really gave up on Nanyang? Gu Jin said that he went to the border city of Fei, and I checked it at the time, and the biggest force is the Yan League, which is also their territory."

Yanmeng is an overseas organization, and it is rarely heard of in the territory.

After careful investigation, it is not difficult to find that the early Yanmeng had a black background, and many cities outside the country had their bases, but in recent years there has been a trend of whitewashing.

Hearing this, Shang Yu curled up his thin lips with the same expression, "So concerned about Tu Anliang's affairs?"

"What kind of concern is this? I want to know how he got into Yanmeng's territory."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Shang Yu, trying to see something from his indifferent expression.

The man stretched out his hand to unbutton the cuff buttons of his shirt, rolled up the sleeves slowly, and said in a soft tone with a faint smile, "Did you forget who sent him away?"

Just as He Chen was about to answer, a figure suddenly flashed in his mind.

He frowned intently, sat up straight, and licked his molars. Tu Anliang was dealt with by Li Qiao.

So……

He Chen touched his eyebrows, his expression hard to contain, "Your woman has something to do with Yanmeng too?"

The largest black organization outside the country, how did she do it at such a young age?

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows profoundly, and said vaguely, "You can ask her."

He Chen sneered, "Why don't you fucking ask?"

"Necessary?" The man crossed his legs, his handsome face was calm, "She will naturally say what she wants to say."

...

Two hours later, it was exactly twelve noon.

Li Qiao also woke up.

She changed into an off-white T-shirt and jeans, tidied up her long messy hair, took out her mobile phone and was about to go out, and with a casual glance, she saw a missed call.

Caller: Third Brother Li Cheng.

Li Qiao turned around and sat on the corner of the bed, and took advantage of the opportunity to call him back.

At the other end, accompanied by the strong wind, Li San's deep voice came with the wind, "What's wrong with the second child?"

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead for a moment, "What happened to him?"

"I'm asking you." Li San's tone was not very good, and he sounded angrily, "Is he too busy or hasn't had any art exhibitions recently, what are you doing here?"

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, "He went to the border?"

Li San gave a disgusted "Yeah", "I came the day before yesterday, as if I lost my soul."

Not only that, but he was clinging to Nan Yu all day long, not knowing what to do, like a shameless brown candy.

Hearing the third brother's vicious tone, Li Qiao said without sympathy: "Maybe I really lost my soul."

It seems that Mo Jue's being taken away really hit him hard.

The second brother, who claims to be a giant art businessman, used to look down on Li San, who fights and kills all day long.

Is this insane now? He even took the initiative to go to the border.

It can't be a distraction, and what kind of idea is he playing if he doesn't keep it neat.

Hearing the sound, Li San pressed his tongue against his cheeks, and said bluntly, "Come here, and bring him back to me."

"I'm not free." Li Qiao refused coldly.

Li San was silent for a few seconds, "Then I'll call Mom."

Li Qiao: "..."

She satirized him coldly, "You are a three-year-old kid? Seek mom when something goes wrong?"

Li San replied confidently, "I've been busy recently, and there are some problems with a few weapon orders. There are not enough manpower, and he is here to add chaos."

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes and asked casually, "What's wrong with the order?"

"That's not the point, you find a way to get him back to me, otherwise when something happens, I'll be distracted to protect him."

The art tycoon has a good appreciation level, but when it comes to skills... he is completely weak.

Li Qiao sighed quietly, pulled her lips and replied, "Well, I'm dead."

The second elder brother Li Yan ran to the border, certainly not for business.

Frontier 3 doesn't care about the area, and doesn't even have a gallery, so what can he do?

With such doubts, Li Qiao called Li Yan again.

Unfortunately, the phone was turned off.

Sitting at the end of the bed, she kicked her legs irritably, and the slippers on her feet flew off.

The moment he landed, the bedroom door just opened——

Shang Yu walked in slowly with one hand in his pocket, saw the slipper that had rolled twice on the ground, and looked at Li Qiao leisurely, "What's wrong?"

The little girl's brows were full of impatience, and the restlessness in her eyes dissipated a lot as she stared at the man who bent over to pick up the slippers and walked over.

Shang Yu bent down and pinched her ankles, put the slippers on her fair feet again, then rubbed her head, "Did you wake up?"

Li Qiao's deer eyes were still a little red, she fell forward as if she had no bones, bumped into his arms, buried her head in the man's neck and rubbed it against the man's neck, and asked without answering, "Are you awake, are they gone?"

Shang Yu stroked the back of her head gently, "He Chen is downstairs."