Chapter 875 I Will Rain For You From Now On

Chapter 875 I will shower you in the rain from now on

With the combination of old and new hatred, with Ming Dailan's extreme personality, it is not impossible to hit someone with a car.

At this time, Shang Yu's thin lips raised a cold arc.

He stretched his knuckles and interlocked Li Qiao's fingers, looking at a certain place, his voice was very low, "The road where Xiao Yehui's accident happened is the only way I must go to Dian City."

Li Qiao's eyelids twitched, "Is it related to Naji?"

"Hmm." Shang Yu stretched out his hand and pulled off his collar, his eyes were filled with dark tides.

Three years ago, the jewelry brand under Yanhuang had a rough stone transaction in Diancheng, but there was a mistake in the middle, and a batch of more than one billion stones were all tampered with.

Shang Yu took the Zuo family brothers and sisters to Diancheng, where he met Mrs. Xiao and her party.

The timing is very coincidental, and one of the people who ambushed him on the highway back then was Najib.

After listening to the man's narration, Li Qiao clenched her hands unconsciously.

It turned out that three years ago, Xiao Hongdao was trying to get rid of Shang Yu with the help of others.

Li Qiao's face is so expressionless, I'm afraid... Xiao Yehui, Shang Yu, and Ming Dailan are all Xiao Hongdao's players.

His usual trick is to borrow a knife to kill people without showing his edge.

At this moment, Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao intently, hooked his thin lips, and said intriguingly, "Three years ago, I should have met you."

Li Qiao, who was still in deep thought, nodded subconsciously.

Suddenly, her thoughts came back, she looked at Shang Yu and asked in surprise: "Meet me? Where is it?"

"At that time..." The man looked at her meaningfully, "You should be looking for something."

"Find..." What.

As soon as Li Qiao said a word, she shut her mouth wisely.

What else to look for, looking for Xiao Yehui's broken limbs.

Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Shang Yu's eyebrows and eyes became more serious, "My motorcade drove by, do you still have any impression?"

"No." Li Qiao looked straight ahead and answered crisply.

Shang Yu wanted to lift her chin with a smile, forcing Li Qiao to look at him, "You still hold something in your hand."

That day, the convoy passed a place where a riot had just occurred, and the surrounding area was dilapidated and messy.

The distance between the two sides was a bit far, and he just took a quick glance in the back seat, and saw a girl kneeling on the ground looking for something in the rain.

There are many people around her, but everyone stays with her in the rain.

Shang Yu didn't see Li Qiao's face, and as the evening approached, the heavy rain caused poor vision, so he averted his gaze as the convoy passed by.

It wasn't until later that he learned that Li Qiao was one of the seven sons that he remembered that the girl he had glanced at before should be her.

At that time, she was holding Xiao Yehui's severed arm.

Back to the present, Li Qiao looked up at the man in front of her, smacked her lips, and said dryly, "That's such a coincidence."

"Coincident?" Shang Yu narrowed his cold eyes unkindly, lowered his handsome face and nibbled on her lips, "Drenched him in the rain, huh?"

This past shouldn't be a reason for him to care about it.

But deep down in the man's heart, he felt extremely unhappy about this.

What right does Xiao Yehui have to be treated like this by her?

Li Qiao felt wronged, but seeing the uneasiness and complexity in Shang Yu's eyes, her heart softened, and she blurted out, "I'll rain on you from now on."

...

Not long after, Li Qiao and Shang Yu came to the living room.

Bai Yan and He Chen nestled on the sofa, one on the left and the other on the right, playing with their mobile phones.

Hearing the voice, the two raised their eyes at the same time, and their eyes fell on Li Qiao's face impartially.

It's fine, my mouth is swollen.

Bai Yan put his hands on the back of the chair, crossed his legs with a golden sword, and stared at Shang Yu with cold eyes, especially unfriendly.

Bullying Yanmeng's mascot in front of him, can't this man restrain himself?

Bai Yan pursed his lips and turned his face away, not seeing anything.

He Chen was still lowering his hair to send the message, and he didn't know who he sent it to. There was a frivolous smile on the corner of his mouth, and his expression was still smug.

...

At the same time, the British Emperor.

Ming Dailan has already returned to Charman Manor by car.

She walked into the lobby with a calm face, looked up at the magnificent human statue in front of her, and stopped for a long time.

"Madam, you are back."

The housekeeper Yin Zhihong rushed over after hearing the news, saw her figure, and hurriedly greeted her flatteringly.

Ming Dailan turned a deaf ear, her eyes wandered around, and she walked up the stairs without saying a word.

Yin Mo followed her up the stairs without expression.

"Momo." Yin Zhihong suddenly called her in a low voice.

Yin Mo paused, and just about to speak, Ming Dailan's voice came from the corner of the stairs, "Yin Mo, come here."

Yin Zhihong was surprised, his eyes flickered, and he said in a low tone: "Momo, you can find Dad some time."

"good."

Upstairs, Ming Dailan did not go back to the master bedroom, but went to the studio in the side hall.

After entering the door, she sat in front of the drawing board a little tiredly, staring blankly at the oil painting for a long time.

Yin Mo didn't bother her either, and stood quietly by the door waiting.

Not long after, Ming Dailan sighed, touched the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and asked softly, "Who were you messaging just now?"

Yin Momu handed out the phone with a straight face, "It's not to send a message, but to help you check things."

Ming Dailan was dubious, and glanced at her mobile phone, "What did you find?"

"All you want."

Ming Dailan raised her eyes abruptly, her breathing was a little short, "All?"

Yin Mo nodded, "Yes, the information and status of all the members who accompanied you to Pama back then have been found."

Qi Zai had all these messages ready-made, and Qi Zai had already sent them to her before she left the border.

Ming Dailan curled up her fingertips, with a hesitant look on her face.

Seeing this, Yin Mo didn't give her a chance to escape at all, and conveyed the content clearly.

After only half a minute, Ming Dailan raised her hand to interrupt her, "Okay, you go out."

Yin Mo nodded, before turning around, she heard Ming Dailan muttering: "Hide the things in your hands."

"Ma'am, don't worry."

...

Half an hour later, Ming Dailan sorted out her mood, changed into a plain and elegant cheongsam and came to the tea room.

She stood at the door concentrating for three seconds before pushing the door open and walking in.

There was a faint fragrance of tea in the room, and Xiao Hongdao was sitting by the window reading medical books.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he flipped the pages casually, and his unhurried voice was somewhat pleasant, "Are you feeling better?"

Ming Dailan looked at his back, and her heart twitched. She lowered her head and poured tea to hide her panic, "It's okay."

Xiao Hongdao turned around, narrowed his eyes slightly, "Really?"

When Ming Dailan raised her head again, her eyes were already full of smiles, "It was fine at first, but things didn't get done, which somewhat affected my mood."

Xiao Hongdao took the teacup and blew on the hot air, "Look at you, I told you to go out to relax, but you can't always be idle. What didn't work, let me hear it?"

Ming Dailan looked at Xiao Hongdao in confusion, and forgot to answer for a while.

In the past, she would probably be pleased with Xiao Hongdao's attitude, such a helpless and conniving tone always made her feel favored and valued.