Chapter 738 Don't You Like Milk Dogs?

Chapter 738 Don't You Like Milk Dogs?

Charles didn't ask much, and asked the servant to take her back to the room. The azure eyes embedded in the deep eye sockets looked at her back for a moment, which seemed a little unbelievable.

It wasn't until Xi Luo disappeared at the corner of the spiral staircase that he looked back and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Mr. Shang, do you actually know Miranda?"

Shang Yu crossed his legs and slowly raised his eyelids, "Can't you recognize me?"

Charles laughed and shook his head quickly, "No, I'm just too surprised."

Li Qiao took a sip of tea, her tone was lukewarm, "Why?"

She could see that Charles was not pretending.

Moreover, he subconsciously raised his chest in front of Xi Luo, showing unconscious respect.

At this time, Charles glanced at the stairs again, and then answered the question: "Miranda and the crown prince's daughter are best friends, and she is also a lay member of the House of Lords. She is very famous in high society."

Li Qiao touched her eyebrows and nodded, "I see."

This Yanmeng M's strength in Yingdi cannot be underestimated.

After a while, Li Qiao yawned, Shang Yu gave Charles a look, and the latter immediately got up and said goodbye, "Mr. Shang, then you rest, I won't bother you."

Charles saluted the two of them as a gentleman, and left the manor in a blink of an eye and walked into the night.

Li Qiao leaned back in her chair, looking around, "Whose private estate is this?"

Shang Yu pulled her wrist and stood up, with his thin lips slightly tilted, with a smile in his voice, "Ours."

really.

When the car drove in just now, she didn't see any signs, and thought it was Charles' private property.

...

At the same time, the Palace of the Duke of Charlemagne.

A small night light was lit in the corner of the study room, and the light was dim. There was a person sitting in front of the desk, staring at his left hand in a daze.

After a while, the phone vibrated, and the cool white light illuminated his dark eyes.

Xiao Yehui looked at the caller ID, and answered it slowly after three seconds.

He didn't speak, and the other party reported respectfully: "Duke, they have arrived at the British Emperor."

Xiao Yehui sat upright, lowered his eyelids indifferently, "Well, where are the others?"

The other end of the receiver replied again, Xiao Yehui twitched the corners of his mouth, and hung up the phone silently.

He got up and walked to the window, looking at the dark night, with an indistinguishable glint in his eyes, "Yin Mo."

With a low cry, Yin Mo quickly walked in, stood still and nodded: "Duke."

Xiao Yehui stood with his hands behind his back and didn't speak for a long time.

Yin Mo lowered his head, neither of them could see each other's expressions.

Xiao Yehui turned around slowly, and looked at her quietly through the light leaking in from outside the door, "How's your hand?"

Yin Mo's tone was always calm without any waves, "It's almost done."

"I've been raising it for so long, it's hard to justify it if it's not good." Xiao Yehui sighed with a half-smile, and then took a step forward, taking advantage of his height, and commanded condescendingly: "You should go on a mission..."

...

The next day, there were two days before the Fireworks Festival.

Shang Yu left the house at eight o'clock in the morning, Li Qiao didn't ask much questions, and arranged for Luo Yu to drive to the Emperor's Royal Academy after breakfast.

In the back seat, she and Xi Luo crossed their legs in unison, chatting casually.

After a while, Li Qiao turned on the screen of her phone, as if she was searching for something, "Is there an alumni association in the Royal Academy?"

Xi Luo looked away from the window, patted her thigh with her fingers, "Who do you want to find?"

Li Qiao handed her the phone and read out Jing Yilan's name.

Xi Luo looked at the photo with a sense of age, glanced twice, then looked at Li Qiao, and then threw the phone on her lap, "You can go to the International Club of the Royal Academy to check."

"Well, you can arrange it."

Hearing the sound, Xi Luo turned sideways, with her elbows resting on the back of the chair, her eyes full of interest, "If you trust me so much, you are not afraid that I will sell you?"

Li Qiao met her eyes calmly, "Are you short of money?"

"It's boring." Xi Luo curled her lips, and sat upright with her head on the backrest, "Yanmeng H will be here tonight, will you go pick him up with me?"

Li Qiao looked at the street scene indifferently, and refused without thinking, "No time."

Xi Luo gave her a cold look, "You are really not cute at all, Yan asked H to come here to help, you don't plan to meet?"

"not going to."

Xi Luo pinched her forehead, and continued her efforts, "It is said that Yanmeng H is very masculine, a golden bachelor, and..."

Li Qiao turned her eyes quietly, "Don't you like milk dogs?"

Xi Luo: "..."

Who the hell likes milk dogs!

Only big wolfdogs have fun, okay?

Xi Luo didn't want to talk anymore, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

This child is indeed extraordinary, and the ability to piss people off is also rare in the world.

...

At ten o'clock in the morning, the Imperial Academy, located near Mead Park and Westminster Abbey, came into view.

The buildings in the college have both the European style of the dome and the red wall and the sense of post-modern fashion. The iconic Queen's Tower in the center of the campus is still hung with a big clock, and the scenery is very unique.

Li Qiao and Xi Luo strolled into the college, surrounded by greenery, and on the lawn in the distance, there were many students sitting together in twos and threes discussing academic textbooks.

This is the place where Jing Yilan once studied.

The two of Li Qiao came to the downstairs of the International Association Club along the college path. Xi Luo introduced: "The international associations are all foreign students who join by default when they enroll. record."

Luo Yu glanced at Xi Luo calmly, feeling a little complicated about her.

This president, who behaves both righteously and evilly, took them into the college so easily to find alumni. Is it really just the effort she said?

In a blink of an eye, Xi Luo led Li Qiao into the club building.

The top Royal Academy of the British Emperor, even the clubs, are full of strong academic style.

On the left hand side of the building is an open indoor abstract art landscape, and on the right side is the community office.

Occasionally, I met a few students holding books, and looked at them with curiosity.

The activity room of the International Club is on the third floor, and there is a British emperor man in his forties standing at the door.

Seeing Xi Luo walking quickly, the other party bent towards her, "Miss."

Xi Luo responded, and ordered: "Go and get the alumni records of the International Society over the years."

"OK."

After the middle-aged man left, Li Qiao looked at Xi Luo and fell into deep thought.

After a while, Xi Luo casually led them into the empty classroom next door. She leaned sideways on the study table and spread her hands, "Don't look at me like that, just ask what you want."

Li Qiao leaned against the corner of the table with her hands in her pockets, "Why don't you say it yourself."

Xi Luo licked her lips with an innocent look on her face, "There's nothing to say, it's just that my family built several libraries for the Royal Academy, and being an honorary alumni is a little more convenient than others."

I'm busy... There will be another update tomorrow at 6:00 pm.