Chapter 859 Weird

Chapter 859 Weird

At noon, Li Qiao stayed at the company to dine with Shang Yu.

It was still the food sent by Crystal Garden according to the recipe given by Li Qiao.

"Let's go for a physical examination in a few days and see if the white blood cells have returned to normal." Li Qiao said slowly, looking at the oxtail soup on the table.

Shang Yu swallowed his food gracefully, pursed his lips, and turned his face to meet her eyes, "When?"

Li Qiao's expression changed subtly, but it was fleeting, "I've made arrangements...to tell you."

eccentric.

Shang Yu rarely asks for details, usually he agrees unconditionally to whatever she says.

this time……

Li Qiao turned her eyes with a spoon in her mouth, and in her field of vision, Shang Yu was picking up food for her calmly, without any clue, as if she was just asking casually.

The man raised his thick eyebrows lightly, and there was an indelible emotion hidden in his deep eyes, "Why do you look at me like that?"

Li Qiao shook her head, but said nothing.

Shang Yu's eyes are too focused and deep, making everything invisible.

Li Qiao suspected that she had betrayed her, but there was no evidence.

...

Probably because of her fault, Li Qiao stayed at Yanhuang headquarters all day.

Just after one o'clock in the afternoon, she felt a little drowsy, lying on the arm of the sofa, with half of her face buried in her arms, and fell asleep after a while.

In the quiet office, only the sound of the air conditioner can be heard.

Shang Yu raised his eyelids, looking at the corner of the sofa with eyes as deep as the sea, wondering what he was thinking.

The phone on the boss' desk rang and vibrated, and he picked it up and walked out of the office.

Next door, the man picked up the phone, followed by He Chen's flirtatious greeting: "Busy?"

"What's the matter?" Shang Yu walked to the French window, put one hand in his pocket, and looked down at the busy street.

He Chen smiled, and directly started the conversation, "Meet me tonight?"

The man narrowed his eyes, his voice was as mellow as ever, "Yes."

"Eight o'clock, Portuguese silver."

The two brothers hung up the phone, and He Chen sent another WeChat message, "Come by yourself."

...

On the other hand, Ming Dailan will be leaving the house in two days.

No matter what she thinks in her heart, as the Duchess over the years, helping to maintain relationships has become a daily routine for her.

Andrew is about to run for the next Speaker of the House. If the election is successful, the Andrew family will control the entire House of Commons, and their status will surely rise.

At this time, Ming Dailan was sitting on the court chair, watching Yin Ma pack her luggage with a very indifferent expression.

"Ma'am, can you see if I have left anything behind?"

As the old servant of the family, Mama Yin has been serving Ming Dailan since she moved into the Duke's Mansion.

Ming Dailan came back to her senses, and shook her head gently, "No, it's fine."

Yin's mother is not a talkative person on weekdays, even if she sees that she has something on her mind, she will not overstep the rules and talk too much.

At this time, Ming Dailan spoke first, "When I'm not around in a few days, if there is any big or small problem at home, please remember to send me a message."

Mama Yin stood up a little restrained, and nodded with no surprise, "Okay, ma'am."

Obviously, this kind of thing is like a routine for Yin's mother.

Ming Dailan looked at her simple and honest smile, pulled the corner of her mouth, and asked as if unintentionally: "What is Xiaoyan doing recently?"

"The second young master seems to be very busy. He has been leaving early and returning late these days." Mama Yin's answer was quite satisfactory. After thinking about it, she added: "I heard from my old Yin that day that the second young master might want to stay in Yingdi and not return. Nanyang."

Ming Dailan showed no expression, "Where's Ah Hui?"

Yin Ma took a quick glance, then quickly lowered her head, "Madam, I don't know much about the Eldest Young Master."

Ming Dailan pursed her lips. Although she didn't show any displeasure, the gentleness between her brows and eyes faded a lot. "Give him some afternoon tea when you have time. Ah Hui's wedding is coming soon. Please help take care of him."

"Yes, yes, Ma'am, don't worry."

Ming Dailan rubbed her temples and sighed softly: "Go down."

Yin Ma backed out of the door and stood in the corridor. She looked back at the closed door, shook her head, and hurriedly left the second floor.

Madam has been pampered and pampered in the Duke's Mansion for so many years, how can she cook medicine cakes herself?

In fact, the afternoon tea given to the eldest son was all made by the back kitchen.

Yin's mother is a servant, and she sees too much, so she is no stranger to it.

This family seems to be brothers and sisters, and the husband and wife are harmonious, but in fact there is a lot of undercurrents.

...

The next day, Li Yan appeared in the Nanyang Mansion for an unprecedented time.

As soon as Luo Yu saw him, he subconsciously walked behind him.

Miss Mo didn't come?

Li Yan raised his chest and raised his head, standing upright, wearing a royal blue overcoat, standing erect at the door of the mansion, "Excuse me... is Qiaoqiao here?"

Luo Yu: "?"

You don't know me or have you lost your memory?

The words are really interesting, please ask.

Luo Yulian took a step aside, "Follow me."

Li Yan nodded politely, "It's troublesome."

Luo Yu blinked, feeling that the second master of the Li family was extra cautious today.

With suspicion, Luo Yu led Li Yan into the living room.

At the same time, Li Qiao also swayed down the stairs unhurriedly.

She seems to have just taken a shower, her hair is half dry, her delicate cheeks are slightly flushed, and she looks pretty good.

Li Yanchu was in the center of the floor, staring intently at the row of leather sofas costing over one million dollars, and then turned his head to look at the art paintings on the wall, unable to move his eyes away.

"Second brother." Li Qiao scratched her hair, followed Li Yan's gaze, raised her eyebrows clearly, "Take it away if you like it."

Li Yan rolled his Adam's apple, smiled and waved his hands, "No, I'll just take a look."

Is he crazy? This is Shang Shaoyan's territory, Nanyang Mansion.

Even if he was given a hundred Mojue, he wouldn't dare to take a piece of wool here.

Li Qiao felt amused, found an excuse to distract Luo Yu, and then took Li Yan to the underground laboratory.

In the relatively quiet laboratory, without the patrolling bodyguards that can be seen everywhere outside the door, Li Yan's restrained state suddenly relaxed a lot.

It's not that he hasn't seen the world, it's mainly that the Nanyang Mansion is heavily guarded, there are bodyguards with guns walking around everywhere, Li Yan feels as if he has broken into the lair of some gangster.

Li Qiao pushed the chair in front of Li Yan with her knees, picked up the small scalpel on the table and fiddled with it, "Is it done?"

Li Yan looked around, and when he heard the sound, he muttered complacently: "It must be done, and I dare not say anything else. With your second brother's influence in the art world, it is still very easy to get a few famous European paintings."

Li Qiao put down the scalpel and stared at something in a daze.

After a long time, she stretched her eyebrows and looked at Li Yan again, "Where is the painting?"

"I put it in the storage room." Li Yan casually rolled his cheeks, "When do you want it, I'll bring it to you?"

Li Qiao's eyes lit up, and her smile deepened, "No, I'll arrange someone to pick it up this afternoon."