Chapter 697 What Kind of Breed Am I, Huh?

Chapter 697 What kind of breed am I, huh?

Li Qiao pursed her lips and smiled lightly, "It's not like I don't like it, but I really don't feel anything."

It is because of Shangyu that Parma arouses her yearning and curiosity.

Besides, even the Mu family couldn't affect her emotions.

Shang Yu caressed the top of her head, his eyes that melted into the color of the lamp showed tenderness, "I will arrange a time to go back as soon as possible."

On the other side, Nanyang Li's family.

In the evening, the magnificent fire clouds dyed half of the sky red.

Duan Shuyuan stood with her chest around the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, her expression was a little complicated, full of melancholy.

A few sighs escaped from her mouth, and just happened to be heard by Li Guangming who was passing by, "What's the matter, are you sighing?"

Duan Shuyuan didn't move, and still maintained her original posture, "You said, Qiaoqiao has been going to Pama for several days, will Mr. Shang tell her the truth back then?"

Li Guangming's expression froze for a moment, and he walked to her side, his voice lowered a few degrees, "Maybe, after all, those two children have already received their certificates."

"Then... can Qiaoqiao still recognize us?" Duan Shuyuan's eyes were a little red, revealing her uneasiness, "What if she stays in Pama in the future? I..."

Hearing the sound, Li Guangming's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly hugged her shoulders to comfort her, "No, definitely not, you don't know our daughter, she won't deny us."

This kind of words seems to be deceiving oneself and others.

Duan Shuyuan was not as optimistic as he was. She rubbed the corners of her eyes and her throat was blocked, "It would be great if she was born to me. What do those shitty things have to do with her? I would rather she be kept in the dark forever and be happy." Just live."

Back then, the couple had three sons, and Duan Shuyuan's biggest regret was not having a daughter.

But her body was exhausted due to several births, especially when she gave birth to her third child, she suffered from heavy bleeding accompanied by mild amniotic fluid embolism.

Li Guangming was terrified at the time, and later had a vasectomy without telling her.

Therefore, Duan Shuyuan was happy to get Li Qiao a daughter by accident, and she also devoted all her mother's love to her.

They raised Li Qiao not to complete the task.

From the day Shang Zonghai carried her back, the little Li Qiao was their daughter.

At this time, Li Guangming couldn't help sighing, clasped Duan Shuyuan's shoulders, and murmured: "The child has grown up, she has the right to know, even if she wants to recognize her ancestors, we... can't stop her."

"I understand the truth, but..." Duan Shuyuan began to wipe away tears as she spoke, "Qiaoqiao is only twenty-two years old and grew up carefree. If Mr. Shang really entrusted her with the burden of the Mu family, she would Terrified."

Li Guangming frowned tightly, not knowing how to comfort Duan Shuyuan for a while.

Zong Yue, who happened to walk into the living room, was in a dilemma standing at the door.

Naturally, she also heard what Duan Shuyuan said, swallowed her throat, and really wanted to ask: Do you have any misunderstandings about Qiaoqiao.

Although she didn't know what "the burden of the Mu family" meant, Zong Yue felt that even if the sky fell, it might not be able to frighten her fifth aunt.

That's a person who can go to the British Empire without a visa... Does she know how to write the word fear?

Zong Yue scratched her head, exited the living room without a sound, and stood under the porch corridor. She cleared her throat, and took a few steps on the spot, "Mom, I'm back."

When the Li family heard her footsteps, they quickly restrained their emotions. Duan Shuyuan also wiped away her tears, returned to the sofa and sat down, picked up the teacup and pretended to drink tea.

A few seconds later, Zong Yue walked into the living room again, caught Duan Shuyuan's red eyelids, and shook the fruit gift box in his hand, "Mom and Dad, my colleague gave me a box of Sydney, I'll go and cut some for us to try."

Duan Shuyuan smiled far-fetchedly, "Don't do it yourself, send it to the servant in the kitchen."

"It's okay, I just happened to practice knife skills." Zong Yue went to the kitchen with the gift box, and gave the two elders enough time to sort out their mood.

In the kitchen, she closed the glazed door and leaned against the vegetable sink in thought.

Although she took a quick glance, she could see very clearly that her parents seemed to be in the wrong mood, and You Qi's mother seemed to be crying. Was she hurting for Qiaoqiao?

Zong Yue pondered for a few seconds, and it was true that she hadn't contacted Qiaoqiao for a while.

And she didn't even go to the company recently, Mr. Xi said she was on a business trip.

Zong Yue took out her mobile phone and checked the time. It was not yet six o'clock, so calling her shouldn't bother her.

With that in mind, the call has already been dialed.

At ten o'clock in the night, Palma time, there was an untimely vibration in the hot master bedroom.

From under the pillow.

Li Qiao's face was covered with thin sweat. At the beginning of the shock, she thought she was hallucinating.

Even if the ceiling is shaking, why is the pillow starting to hum?

After an unbearable moan, Li Qiao pushed Shang Yu's chest, "Wait a minute..."

The man leaned over her, narrowed his eyes dangerously, took out the phone, and was about to throw it out.

"Let me see who it is..." Li Qiao grabbed his wrist and whispered softly, "Maybe something is wrong."

The movements of Shang Yu's waist and abdomen did not stop, and there was even a tendency to aggravate them.

Li Qiao moved to the side, and after a blink of an eye, she saw that the caller was her sister-in-law Zong Yue.

Under normal circumstances, the sister-in-law seldom calls her unless there is something wrong.

"Me, pick up, call?" Li Qiao said a few words intermittently, and the man on his body was covered with sweat on his forehead, and his movements slowed down.

He didn't speak, but seemed to agree to her proposal.

Li Qiao breathed calmly, and slid down to answer, "Sister-in-law...uh..."

When Zong Yue said 'Qiao Qiao', it stuck in her throat, and she couldn't get up or down.

What did she hear? Why is that low voice so familiar?

Li Qiao also didn't expect that the moment she answered the answer, Shang Yu hit her so violently that she almost didn't scream.

Zong Yue probed in a low voice: "Qiaoqiao, what are you doing?"

Li Qiao pushed Shang Yu with one hand, blushed expressionlessly, and said every word, "It's okay, hello the dog."

"Ah, do you have a dog? What breed? Can I go and see?"

Zong Yue was indeed surprised and delighted, she likes dogs, but she never had a chance to raise one in Zong's house before.

At this time, the four characters of "cocooning oneself" popped up in Li Qiao's mind.

In front of him was a man with an increasingly dangerous expression, and beside his ear was his sister-in-law who kept asking about the dog's breed.

Li Qiao took a few more hits, took a breath, and asked very slowly: "Sister-in-law, you have something to do with me..."

Zong Yue let out an 'ah', nodded while covering the receiver, and told Li Qiao about Duan Shuyuan's crying in an unhurried tone.

For just half a minute, it was hellish torture for Li Qiao.

Shang Yu leaned down and sucked her other earlobe, his voice was hoarse and playful, "What breed am I, huh?"

Under such double stimulation, Li Qiao couldn't help but tremble all over.

"Are you listening?" Zong Yue looked at the screen, and then called out twice.