Chapter 740 Notes

Chapter 740 Notes

Li Qiao lowered her eyes and smiled, "Then trouble Mr. Charles."

Charles waved his hand, looked directly at her eyebrows, and inevitably sighed again, "Speaking of which, you really look alike, many people say that we can't tell the difference between oriental faces, but I will never admit my mistake to the goddess of stocks. "

There was a look of nostalgia on his face, and he said in a sad tone: "She is my half teacher. If it weren't for her advice back then, there might not be a Charles family now."

"How do you know each other?" Li Qiao leaned back and looked at Charles intently.

Li Qiao seemed familiar with his expression and demeanor.

A few days ago, she also saw teacher Mu Aoxian's face, it was a kind of emotion and regret from the heart.

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly, and gradually fell into memories.

He and Jing Yilan met at a high-class dance party. At that time, she had already made her debut in the stock market, and she was very high-spirited.

Although the Charles family has a long history, they can't bear to sit and eat.

At this point, Charles took out a box of slim cigars from his pocket, lit one on his own, and continued to recall: "I remember that there were many men who pursued her at that time. In your words, it was like crossing a river." The crucian carp. In fact, I also admire her very much, after all, her ability to manipulate the stock market is too strong."

Li Qiao understood that there were many excellent women in that era, but women who could bring money and wealth were rare.

At this time, Charles didn't know what to think of. He took a sip of his cigar and showed melancholy: "It's a pity that she returned to China later. Before she left, she gave me a stock trading notebook, and there was a picture of her in it." , is the one I sent to Mr. Shang before."

Li Qiao's eyes lit up, "Do you still keep the notes?"

"Of course." Charles flicked the cigarette ash and sighed, "That was the only time I met her. Back then, the Charles family was on the verge of bankruptcy and was about to be kicked out of the upper class. If it wasn't for her notebook that taught me Stock trading skills, I'm afraid..."

Charles shook his head with a lot of self-deprecation, "Maybe no one would have imagined that this female stock goddess would help me selflessly. After all, at that ball, the men around her were nobles, and even members of the royal family. I'm the most humble one."

Li Qiao rubbed her fingertips, her voice rolled, "That notebook... can I have a look?"

Charles paused for blowing out the smoke ring, his dark blue eyes fixed on her, as if he was thinking about something.

Seeing this, Li Qiao pursed her lips and smiled, "If it's inconvenient..."

"Okay." Charles collected his thoughts and nodded calmly, "I'll bring it to you later."

Li Qiao bowed slightly to express her gratitude.

She was indeed a little surprised that there was Jing Yilan's notes in Charles' hands.

and……

Li Qiao thought for a few seconds, leaned over to pick up the teacup, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "Since you have the note she gave you in your hand, is there no one to snatch it from you?"

Charles shrugged and smiled smugly, "Who would snatch it? No one knew that she would help a family heir who was on the verge of bankruptcy. Even I was surprised."

Understood.

What Jing Yilan handed to Charles may contain clues.

After all, the people who surrounded her back then were all aristocratic and royal families. Charles, who was not amazing and had a poor family, was the easiest to be ignored.

...

When it was time for dinner, Charles got up to say goodbye.

Li Qiao sent him away, standing near the steps outside the castle, with shadows in her eyes.

No wonder Charles never forgot about Jing Yilan. If that book on stock trading skills really turned the Charles family around, then it would be the most precious treasure for him.

If it wasn't for Shang Yu's relationship, Charles probably wouldn't reveal anything to anyone in his life.

Many years later, the Charles family has re-squeezed into the superstructure of the British emperor. Who would know that he has benefited from Jing Yilan.

Li Qiao pursed her lips, stood for a long time before turning and entering the living room.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone came to her ears accompanied by her footsteps. She picked up the phone from the armrest, calmed down, her eyes were slightly warm, "Hello."

On the other end was Shang Yu's warm and magnetic voice, "Have you finished chatting with Charles?"

Li Qiao's heart was burning hot, she suppressed the surging emotions in her chest, and replied, "Well, he just left."

The man's voice was smiling, adding a little warmth to the foggy late autumn, "Come out, it's time to eat."

Li Qiao looked at the grille window, and saw that the wrought iron gate of the manor in the distance had slowly opened.

She hung up the phone and hurriedly walked out of the hall with a rare eagerness.

Two black Bentleys approach from far to near.

The window of the rear seat was gradually lowered, revealing Shang Yu's angular and handsome face inch by inch.

Li Qiao didn't even look at the co-pilot. As soon as the car stopped, she opened the door and got in.

She slammed the car door back, leaned forward and held the man's face with one hand, and pressed a kiss on his lips.

There was an eerie silence in the carriage.

Li Qiao sucked his lips with a smile in her eyes, "How do you know that Charles has notes?"

Shang Yu narrowed his dark eyes, pressed his handsome face and pecked the corner of her lips, "What notes?"

"You don't know?" Li Qiao stroked his face twice with her fingers, raising her brows in surprise.

The man took advantage of the situation to wrap his arms around her waist, fastened it into his arms, and explained thickly and lowly, "I just let him know everything, it seems to be rewarding?"

Li Qiao nodded lightly, her eyes fell on his thin and beautiful lips, her throat tickled, and she wanted to kiss him two more times.

Then……

"Shall I move a bed for you?"

Li Qiao stopped her movements suddenly, and there was only a piece of paper between their lips.

She turned her head quietly, and in front of her was the scene of Feng Yi and He Chen staring back.

Li Qiao raised her eyelids to meet Shang Yu's eyes, put down her hands without embarrassment, turned around and sat down, and looked out the window calmly.

A slight smile escaped from the man's throat, and he pinched the back of her neck with his palm, "What do you want to eat?"

Li Qiao replied absently, "Bed."

in a second...

He Chen and Feng Yi laughed unceremoniously.

Li Qiao closed her eyes expressionlessly, feeling an urge to run away.

He Chen clasped the jacket of the windbreaker with both hands, and smiled uncontrollably, "Siblings, tell me, which restaurant has better beds?"

Li Qiao leaned against the leather chair behind her, without saying a word, she just raised her leg and kicked He Chen's chair back.

The smile on Shang Yu's lips gradually deepened, he hugged her into his arms, and caressed her back like hair, then squinted at He Chen, "So many words?"

Feng Yi started the engine and silently exited the group chat.

He Chen raised Erlang's legs indifferently, and smiled frivolously: "It's the first day you met me?"

Shang Yu looked down at Li Qiao who was buried in his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on top of her head, "Change the car later."