Chapter 856

Chapter 856

laboratory.

Li Qiao was dissecting a blue-ringed octopus, and successfully extracted the toxins in the octopus.

At this moment, there was a knock on the glass door, but Li Qiao didn't lift her head, "Come in."

He Chen opened the door and walked in leisurely, walked to the research table, pulled up a chair and sat down, fixed his eyes on Li Qiao's skillful technique, and gave a word of affirmative praise, "The knife skills are good."

Li Qiao paused her fingers, turned her head to look at He Chen, only a pair of dark and clear deer eyes were exposed on her masked cheeks, "Looking for me?"

He Chen raised his lips wantonly, "Second Yin asked me to tell you that Xiao Yehui's wedding may be brought forward."

Li Qiao put down the scalpel, took off the medical gloves and threw it into the trash can, "Exact date?"

"Christmas." He Chen crossed his hands behind his head and added with his chin raised slightly: "The news of the marriage should be announced soon."

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, "It's really urgent."

Fourth Su's prediction was right. Challman did reschedule the wedding, but it was not postponed, but brought forward.

He Chen's eyes fell on the dismembered blue-ringed octopus, he touched his chin and pulled his lips, "What did you plan?"

"No plan." Li Qiao looked very indifferent, "Cherman wants to get closer to the second crown prince, but the premise is not to turn against each other."

If there is a rift between the two families, the marriage may not proceed as scheduled.

"Have an idea?" He Chen leaned back, "Come on, tell me, what do you want to do?"

Li Qiao suppressed the deep meaning in her eyes, and met He Chen's long and handsome face, "I'll know soon."

"It's quite mysterious." He Chen chuckled, and looked up at the blue-ringed octopus's body, "I've brought the words, you continue."

"You've been in touch all this time?" Li Qiao asked softly when he stood up.

He Chen dusted the hem of the windbreaker slowly, with interest in his eyes, "Siblings are interested in our affairs?"

Li Qiao looked at him quietly, and then made a gesture of invitation towards the door.

...

Time flies, and three days later, time entered the beginning of December.

Today, cloudy.

Beginning at seven o'clock in the morning, the whole city was washed by drizzle and snowflakes.

At the same time, Xi Luo also set off for Myanmar to participate in the second negotiation of the merger case.

Naturally, Li Qiao had no companions.

Before departure, Xi Luo sat in the first-class VIP room and called Li Qiao.

Due to the weather, the flight was delayed.

Not long after Li Qiao woke up, she was still sitting on the bed admiring the sleet outside the window.

"Little friend, why have you been so quiet lately?" Xi Luo was lying on the massage chair in the VIP room, with a hint of ridicule hidden in her light voice.

Holding the cup with one hand, Li Qiao asked in a hoarse voice, "Is there any?"

"That's great!" Xi Luo said seriously, "Aren't you going to make good use of the list I gave you three days ago?"

The implication is that she wants to watch the excitement.

Li Qiao let out an 'oh', and replied slowly: "It's already been used."

Xi Luo sat up suddenly, her tone agitated, "So soon? When will it start?"

"A week later." Li Qiao obediently answered every question, and her voice became weaker and weaker. She seemed to know everything about Xi Luo, but in fact she was thinking about whether she should go back to sleep.

Such rainy weather is best for lying in bed and lounging.

Hearing the sound, Xi Luo smiled softly, "I should have returned to Nanyang in a week, and there is still time."

Li Qiao drooped her eyelids, and said two words unhurriedly, "Hang up."

Xi Luo let out an 'ah', and the receiver had already heard the notification tone of hanging up.

She curled her lips, threw the phone into her purse, and lay back on the massage chair.

This kid, Li Qiao, never does anything useless.

She was really curious about what Li Qiao would do with the list belonging to Mrs. Xiao's social circle.

Xi Luo was thinking about it, and felt drowsy after a while. She opened her eyes and was about to ask the service staff for a blanket, when a figure passed by from the corner of her eye, she took a closer look, and cursed secretly.

In front of the VIP room on the right, Zong Zhan's upright figure strode towards him.

The shoulders of the dark blue coat still had damp moisture, and the resolute face was even more disappointing than the rainy day outside.

Xi Luo watched Zong Zhan sit on the sofa opposite her, and ignored him, asked for a blanket and covered her head.

Out of sight is pure.

Originally, she thought it was just a coincidence that Zong Zhan appeared at the airport.

Anyway, there were so many people, Xi Luo didn't believe that he dared to touch her.

Until the boarding notification sounded on the radio, Xi Luo quietly opened her eyes, and left the VIP room with her suitcase.

In less than three minutes, she walked into the first-class cabin, and when she saw the man reading the newspaper next to her, her face changed like a lantern.

But soon, she kicked the suitcase in front of Zong Zhan with a smile on her face, "Sir, can you put it away and salute?"

No need to think about it, the dog must say no.

However, Zong Zhan moved away the newspaper in front of him, glanced down at her suitcase, and said with pursed lips, "Yes."

Xi Luo smiled slightly, wondering if he had been lowered.

Although Zong Zhan is a dog, he still has the basic gentlemanly demeanor.

He put down the newspaper, easily lifted Xi Luo's suitcase and stuffed it into the luggage rack, and then said in an extremely intriguing tone, "You're welcome."

Xi Luo faked a smile.

She didn't even think about thanking her.

Full of suspicion, Xi Luo vigilantly sat beside Zong Zhan.

The two had no communication during the whole process, one read the newspaper and the other slept with his head covered.

At this time, Xi Luo certainly didn't expect that this trip to Myanmar directly established the complicated relationship between her and Zong Zhan.

...

Meanwhile, Charlemagne, eight o'clock in the morning.

In the restaurant on the first floor, Xiao Hongdao sat at the head, and Ming Dailan and Xiao Yehui were on his left and right sides respectively.

Xiao Yeyan hasn't come down yet.

The atmosphere at the table seemed to be quite harmonious, but Mrs. Xiao's brows and eyes were deeply tired.

Ever since Xiao Yening had an accident last time, she was always restless.

Even though more than half a month has passed, this emotion is getting stronger day by day.

While arranging the napkins, Xiao Hongdao asked seemingly unintentionally: "Did Andrew's wife look for you yesterday?"

Ming Dailan was holding a piece of bread and buttering, and responded indifferently, "Yes. She asked me to accompany her on a trip, but I refused."

"Why did you refuse?" Xiao Hongdao took the bread she handed over, and the dangling lines between his brows became more and more obvious. "Andrew will run for the speaker of the House of Commons early next year. At this time, he still needs to maintain a good relationship with his wife."

Ming Dailan smiled lightly, but the absurdity did not reach the bottom of her eyes, "Even if we are not in the same line, it will not affect our relationship. I have not been able to prevent others from attacking Ningning in Yingdi. If you leave rashly, the safety of Ningning Who is responsible?"

Inside and outside the words, the resentment is deep.

At this time, Xiao Hongdao squeezed a small piece of bread, and shook his head helplessly, "You just love to think wildly."