Chapter 75 Delaying My Romance
Chapter 75 Delaying My Romance
At this time, Shang Yu's deep eyes fell on her slightly smiling cheeks, white smoke overflowed from her thin lips, surrounded by smoke, her posture was lazy and casual.
After smoking a cigarette, the man got up and took Li Qiao to the restaurant on the basement floor.
In an elegant and comfortable restaurant, they sat opposite each other at a square table with dark marble patterns.
Li Qiao looked at the food that had been placed on the table, and looked around, "Who made these?"
From the moment she entered the door until now, there was no servant in sight.
As a result, although his mansion is full of modernity, it still looks empty and without fireworks.
Shang Yu took a sip from the wine glass in hand, "Servant, their workshop is on the third basement floor."
Li Qiao nodded knowingly, without asking any further questions, the two began to eat quietly.
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After the meal, Li Qiao lazily leaned on the back of the chair, looked at the handsome and noble man opposite, and asked, "Master Yan, when will your father come to Nanyang?"
"Just a few days." Shang Yu raised his eyes, and there was a faint smile on his thin lips, "Are you in a hurry?"
Li Qiao raised her chin, a little irritable: "Well, I'm anxious. This marriage will not be settled, and I don't feel at ease."
Shang Yu's dark eyes narrowed, and his smile was slightly restrained, "Is it because you don't like Shang Lu or simply don't like this marriage?"
"I don't even like it." Li Qiao made no secret of her dislike for the marriage, and muttered coldly and annoyedly, "Delay my dating!"
Her voice was very weak for the last sentence, and she wasn't sure if Shang Yu heard it, but the topic ended there.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, when the rain stopped outside the window, Shang Yu arranged for Liuyun to send Li Qiao down the mountain.
After the rain, the air in Nanyang Mountain is fresh, and the humidity is refreshing and refreshing.
Li Qiao got into the car in front of the mansion, and as the car drove away, the Nanyang Mansion, known as the Pearl of the Mountain, gradually shrank in sight.
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Back at Li's house, when Li Qiao entered the door, she saw Li Guangming pacing in the living room from time to time.
Duan Shuyuan also sat by the side and sighed, but both of them looked unhappy.
Li Qiao stuffed her fingers into her trouser pockets and stood at the entrance of the living room, leaning against the wall, "Mom and Dad, what happened?"
Li Guangming was taken aback, he put away the worry between his brows, and looked at Li Qiao with a smile, "Daughter is back, where did she go in this rainy day, she didn't even drive."
"Go out and stroll around."
After finishing speaking, Li Qiao looked at Duan Shuyuan, licked the tip of her tongue, and walked to sit beside her, "Mom, why are you sighing all the time?"
Duan Shuyuan shook her head, and patted Li Qiao's shoulder, "Baby, Mom loves you!"
"What did I do that hurts your heart?" Li Qiao asked back in surprise, keenly aware that something was wrong with them today.
At this time, Li Guangming stood behind the sofa, propping the back of the chair with both hands, and said quietly: "We just received the notice that Mr. Shang will come to Nanyang in three days."
"Retire the engagement?" Li Qiao squinted her eyes, and responded lightly, "That's good, get rid of the marriage quickly, so as not to delay Shanglu's search for another family."
Hearing this, Li Guangming and Duan Shuyuan looked at each other in dismay, thinking about a question very seriously. As for Shanglu's hidden disease, is he still qualified to find a home?
After a while of silence, Li Qiao went upstairs by herself.
Where her parents couldn't see, she quietly raised the corners of her lips with a happy face.
Not long ago, she asked Shang Yu about it, but she never expected that the day Mr. Shang would come to Nanyang was fixed as soon as she returned home.