Chapter 72

Chapter 72

At this time, Zhong Jiugong took off the black mask on the bottom, stretched his eyebrows and sighed: "Yan, you are welcome. It is a pity that this child died unexpectedly at a young age. However, there is a boss like you who will take care of him. It’s not in vain for him to go back to the world.”

Shang Yu's Adam's apple rolled, and Zhong Jiugong looked at each other for a moment, then turned his head and told Liu Yun behind him, "Send Jiugong to the villa to rest, and send them down the mountain after the rain stops."

"yes."

...

Ten minutes later, three black cars stopped at the door of Nanyang Mountain Bieyuan.

Liu Yun arranged for the servants in the other courtyard to take care of him carefully, and then rushed back to the Nanyang Mansion two kilometers away.

After entering the door, Li Qiao took off her mask and followed the servants to the living room for a rest.

At this moment, Mo Qi looked at the luxurious living room in amazement. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is resplendent, but this is just a temporary resting courtyard.

He secretly clicked his tongue, and couldn't help but sigh the charm of Quan Qian, "Teacher, are you familiar with that master?"

After finishing speaking, Li Qiao, who was sitting on the single sofa, also slowly raised her head.

They were still wearing masks in the cemetery before, and Li Qiao had never spoken to Shang Yu from the beginning to the end, so it is not clear whether he recognized herself.

But judging from the dialogue between Jiu Gong and Shang Yu, they should be familiar with each other.

At this time, Zhong Jiugong held the teacup brought by the servant, blew on the hot air, and said calmly: "I helped his dead subordinates to be encoffined a few times before, so I am familiar with it."

"Then you have to go to the cemetery to attend the funeral in person every time?" Mo Qi asked again. After all, the funeral process manual does not include the funeral process.

But today, under the leadership of Jiugong, they will go there together.

Hearing the sound, Zhong Jiugong took a sip of hot tea, his wrinkled cheeks were tired, and he gave him an angry look, "Why do you have so many questions?"

Obviously, Jiu Gong didn't want to answer.

Mo Qi touched the bridge of his nose, glanced at Li Qiao, and muttered to himself, "I'm just curious!"

"Ask what you should ask, and don't be curious about what you shouldn't ask."

Just at this time, the servant had already tidied up the guest room and invited them to rest in the room.

During the whole process, Li Qiao didn't say a word, and followed the servant to the guest room on the second floor. After entering, she sat in the lazy chair in front of the window and stared at the heavy rain, dazed.

Today's farewell party gave her a new understanding of Shang Yu.

According to the rumors, he is the mysterious overlord of Nanyang who is paranoid and arrogant.

But in her eyes, today he is clearly the boss of Yanhuang who values ​​love and righteousness.

Including his loyal subordinates, they probably surrendered because of this.

At this time, the cell phone that she had kept in her pocket suddenly vibrated.

Li Qiao took it in her hand and glanced lazily, her heart trembled.

It was a WeChat message from Shang Yu.

There are only two simple words: go downstairs

Li Qiao's heart was beating slightly, she got up and walked out the door.

At this time, the living room was empty.

Li Qiao walked down the stairs, walked through the entrance, and when she stretched out her hand to push open the brown door of the annex, a handsome man standing in the rain holding a black silk umbrella came into view.

He was still in the solemn black suit, standing in the wind and rain, so dazzling that everything around him became blurred.

Li Qiao pursed her lips, with a faint look of fatigue in the corners of her eyes, and walked towards him step by step.

Under the umbrella, the light was dim, she looked up at Shang Yu's deep eyes, and said with a smile, "When did Lord Yan recognize me?"