Chapter 605 Marquis Lawrence

Chapter 605 Marquis Lawrence

"Otherwise?" the man asked indifferently.

Jin Rong heheed twice, raised his eyebrows and looked at the Danxia-colored sea level, "You are worried that the child will go back and fetch me a vase, which will cause unnecessary disputes.

I already know about the chaos you caused in the underground market. I heard that people from Danying are inquiring about your whereabouts. It's lucky that you are here these few days, otherwise it would be annoying enough. "

Shang Yu looked down at the cigarette butts that were extinguished, and his thin lips curved slightly, "Troubles will always be solved."

Jin Rong licked his back molars and chuckled, looking at the man's stern eyebrows, "Don't worry about such a small matter, I promised the children to go to the border factory to sign the order, anyway, I have been idle for too long, so I just went to play with them play."

After hurting his goddaughter, he was going to ask for some interest to come back.

...

After dinner, Jin Rong returned to his main island.

Li Qiao and Shang Yu were walking by the seaside. The days are rarely leisurely, and even the passage of time has slowed down.

It was getting late, and the sound of the waves was endless.

A series of mobile phone vibrations came from the trouser pocket.

Li Qiao took it out and saw that there were eight incoming text messages, each with an amount of about five million.

Transferee: Li Yan.

Why did the second brother send her money all of a sudden?

Li Qiao looked at the phone suspiciously, and at the same time, Shang Yu also received a call.

The sea breeze was very strong, and the content could not be heard clearly, but the slightly familiar tone of the report seemed to be flowing clouds.

At the other end, I don't know what Liu Yun said, but the man's handsome face was suddenly covered with gloom.

"What's wrong?" Li Qiao looked at his expression, feeling something was wrong.

Shang Yu restrained himself, looked down at her, "It's okay, are you tired?"

Li Qiao looked at him, and after three seconds, raised her head towards the villa, "Well, a little bit, let's go back."

The man took her by the hand and walked towards the villa. His footsteps were extremely fast in the short tens of meters.

Li Qiao didn't know what news was conveyed in that phone call. He didn't say anything, she didn't ask, and just waited and watched.

The two returned to the living room on the first floor, Shang Yu ordered Luo Yu to bring her medicine, and then went to the study in the side hall.

Li Qiao looked at his back, her eyes flickered, the document and medal were still on the coffee table, but Shang Yu didn't see it.

Not a moment later, Luo Yu came over with a medicine bowl in his hand, Li Qiao took it to thank her, and asked casually, "Why haven't you seen Liu Yun recently?"

Luo Yu replied blankly, "He didn't come to the border, maybe the boss arranged other jobs."

In fact, none of them knew why Liu Yun went there.

Li Qiao nodded thoughtfully, indicating that she understood.

After a while, she played two games bored, and after exiting the page, she dialed the number of her second brother Li Yan.

When the phone was connected, Li Qiao got straight to the point, "Why do you give me the money?"

Li Yan boasted quite proudly: "Of course the second brother earned it for you, don't be too polite, keep it well."

Li Qiao remained silent, waiting for his next words.

Soon, Li Yan babbled nonsense.

To sum it up, among the batch of paintings he took away from Yashu Garden, some of them were of little collection value. It happened that there was an auction in Myanmar recently, and he sent all the paintings to auction.

And the money transferred to Li Qiao just now was all auction money.

Li Yan has very strong confidence in his artistic attainments.

The return on investment of those paintings is not high, it is better to send them to the auction and make a small profit.

"Oh, I see, you don't need to give it to me next time, you can keep it for yourself."

Li Qiao replied lightly, and regardless of Li Yan's feelings, she cut off the phone directly.

...

Half an hour later, Shang Yu came out from the study.

The smell of cigarettes on his body was very strong, with slight wrinkles between his brows, he walked to Li Qiao's side, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Have you taken the medicine?"

Li Qiao responded, and twitched the corner of her mouth towards the coffee table, "I'll give you compensation."

In fact, she originally thought about going back to Nanyang and handing over her identity documents to Shang Yu.

But recently his mood is not high, and he always hides a bit of depression.

Although no one mentioned what happened on the night of his illness, he seemed to be brooding all the time.

At this time, a wave flashed across Shang Yu's dark eyes, and his eyes fell on the logo of the document bag.

With just one glance, he recognized that it was the symbol of the Marquess of the British Empire.

The man picked up the file, flipped through it for a few seconds, and smiled slightly on his originally silent expression, "Marquis Lawrence?"

Li Qiao half leaned on the armrest of the sofa, with a frank expression, "It's a bit difficult to get the status of Duke of the British Emperor, so...it's not bad to play with the status of Marquis first."

As she spoke, she picked up the medal box from the table and handed it to Shang Yu, bending her lips teasingly, "Here, Marquis Lawrence, please accept it."

Yes.

The compensation Li Qiao gave Shang Yu was the status of the Marquess of Lawrence in the British Empire and the title deed of a Lawrence Manor.

Perhaps it was one level lower than the duke status of the Charman family, but at least it gave Shang Yu a place in the British Empire.

What others have, her man should also have.

At this time, Shang Yu closed the document, put it on the corner of the table, and hooked Li Qiao's shoulder in the next second, leaning over to take her into his arms.

He kissed her side face, his voice was a little hoarse, "When did you prepare?"

Li Qiao thought for a while, "It's very early, I didn't get the status medal before, so I didn't tell you."

She was worried that something would change midway, and if something went wrong, it would be a lie to tell him in advance.

Hearing this, Shang Yu tightened her arms, and she made such an understatement without mentioning whether the process of obtaining an identity was difficult or easy.

The British emperor's title, if not for his absolute strength or connections with the royal family, it would be impossible to inherit the title to someone with a foreign surname.

As far as he knew, the Marquis Lawrence family was a real noble.

...

At one o'clock in the night, when the clouds and rain had just rested, Li Qiao fell asleep hugging the quilt.

It's been a while since they've made out at the border.

It may be that the Marquis status stimulated the man's nerves, he couldn't restrain his desire tonight, and dragged Li Qiao to sink for a long time.

The injury on her side is still there, so Shang Yu is extraordinarily gentle tonight.

The movements are gentle, the speed is dense, not tough, not domineering, and gentle like him, which made Li Qiao tortured and tired more and more.

Just because he cared about her waist, so... He put her on it several times.

At this moment, the pointer moved twice, and the time came to three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Near the tarmac, Jin Rong was wearing fancy beach pants and flip-flops, standing in front of Shang Yu with a serious expression, "I will try my best to drag her for you, and you can finish the battle quickly in Nanyang."

"Well, find something for her to do, and don't let her leave Wenxi Island in the next few days." The man glanced sharply at Luo Yu, "You stay."

Luo Yu nodded, "Yes, boss."