Chapter 876 Shang Shaoyan Is Jealous!

Chapter 876 Shang Shaoyan is jealous!

But now, Ming Dailan's heart is full of mixed emotions, indescribable.

This may not be an emphasis, but... a disguised use.

Xiao Hongdao, who is very deep in the city, has eyeliners all over the place. Would he not know what happened in Dian City?

The moment Xiao Hongdao looked up, Ming Dailan turned back and walked towards the tea table, avoiding his gaze vaguely, "It's not a big deal, Mrs. Andrew picked a painting in the exhibition, I wanted to buy it for her , Unfortunately...the other party does not sell."

Xiao Hongdao stroked the teacup, staring deeply at Ming Dailan's back, "It's just a painting, if you can't buy it, just pick another more expensive one and give it to her, why bother yourself."

Ming Dailan didn't speak, and poured tea slowly.

Xiao Hongdao smiled, got up and put the teacup on the corner of the table, walked to her side and patted her on the shoulder, soothing her, "Don't think too much, not everyone knows the general situation like you."

Ming Dailan shook her hand, and the tea spilled on the table.

She forced herself to calm down, but she couldn't help but start making comparisons in her heart.

The biggest difference between Xiao Hongdao and Shang Zonghai is that he understands women's hearts very well.

He can even read what she wants to hear and what she wants from her subtle expressions.

And all of this is something that Shang Zonghai doesn't have.

Thirty years ago, if Xiao Hongdao was a gentle and elegant noble son, then Shang Zonghai was a domineering hardliner.

Xiao Hongdao gave her the warmth she couldn't feel from Shang Zonghai without reservation.

Like sugar-coated cannonballs wrapped in poppies, addictive and obsessive.

Ming Dailan closed her eyes, the emotional fluctuations made her voice tremble a little, "It's true that I... think too much."

Xiao Hongdao's eyes changed silently.

He looked at Ming Dailan's repressed and forbearing expression, and squeezed her arm slightly with his palm, "Go, go back to your room to rest, no matter what happened in Diancheng, it's over."

Ming Dailan took a deep breath, suppressed the hatred between her brows, turned around and was about to leave.

The atmosphere in the room made her a little breathless.

However, just as she held the doorknob, Xiao Hongdao's faint voice sounded behind him, "You are in Diancheng, have you met your eldest son?"

Ming Dailan paused for two seconds, then turned around suspiciously, "You mean... Shaoyan?"

She changed her name unconsciously, which also made Xiao Hongdao smile deeply, "Someone saw him and Li Qiao in Diancheng, I thought you had seen them?"

Ming Dailan said no, Xiao Hongdao nodded unhurriedly, "It's fine if you don't, if they make things difficult for you, I can't just let it go."

"It's not that easy to block me."

Ming Dailan walked out of the tea room with a chuckle, and the door was slowly closed, which also blocked Xiao Hongdao's inscrutable expression.

He rubbed his fingertips, showing no emotion.

...

The next day, Li Qiao and his party returned to Nanyang from Diancheng.

After parting at the airport, Bai Yan stood under the gangway and handed Shang Yu a cigarette, "Do you want to help you find out who leaked the news?"

The man took the cigarette, curled his lips and politely rejected his proposal, "No need."

Bai Yan lighted his cigarette for a moment, then narrowed his eyes, "Don't tell me you leaked it on purpose?"

Shang Yu raised his eyelids and changed the topic, "Give me the contract as soon as possible."

Mentioning this matter, Bai Yan looked towards the gangway, "You didn't tell her the details of our transaction?"

"Worth to talk about?"

Bai Yan has no expression on his face, isn't it worth mentioning?

He snorted, "Without her, we must be enemies."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed his lips calmly, "With her, it's fine."

Bai Yan stopped talking, and spread his hands towards the gangway, "Hurry up and go."

Shang Yu bent his lips, holding an unlit cigarette, turned around and walked up the stairs. After walking a few steps, he paused slightly, tilting his head to look at Bai Yan, "She doesn't like fried rice."

"What..." Bai Yan still understood the meaning of this sentence, the man in front of him was already pacing up again.

Bai Xiaoniu looked at Shang Yu with admiration, and felt that he had the demeanor of a black Dao brother.

At the very least, they don't sell fried rice, and the word "big guy" is written all over their demeanor.

Bai Yan pondered Shang Yu's last sentence, and quickly came to a conclusion: Heh, Shang Shaoyan, who is so stupid, is jealous.

...

At noon, the plane landed in Nanyang.

Li Qiao got off the plane with a slice of sour plum in her mouth. At the same time, the latest issue of the British Times newspaper announced a big news.

The former Duchess of Charlemagne died unexpectedly, and the medical examination report of the former Duchess half a year before her death was published. There was no serious illness and she was in good health.

The Imperial Times is the largest mainstream media in the country. Once this news was published, it caused an uproar.

Ming Dailan immediately learned the whole story from Yin Mo.

She looked at the newspaper in her hand in a trance, raised her head, her eyes were confused, "Didn't you say...she died of a heart attack?"

Yin Mo pursed her lips, looked back at the closed door, and whispered: "As far as I know, the ex-wife has no history of heart disease, and there is no family hereditary disease. She was buried in a hurry on the night of her death."

"What about her family? No questioning?"

Ming Dailan didn't know much about the situation of the former duchess. After she married Shang Zonghai, she heard that Xiao Hongdao married a well-matched noble daughter.

Yin Mo looked at Mrs. Xiao and shook his head, "You know that very few people dare to question the announcement made by the Charman family."

Ming Dailan had a very bad premonition, she had an idea that was about to come out, but she forcibly suppressed it.

And Xiao Yehui, who was in the study, was holding the newspaper tightly, with a gloomy face.

Only Xiao Hongdao, who heard the news without any abnormality, sat in the tea room, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the number.

"Release the news." His low and slow voice seemed to say that the weather was fine, "Also, what's going on in Diancheng?"

"..."

Hearing the sound, Xiao Hongdao shook his head lightly, "There is more than enough to reveal. Bai Mingyin raises such a waste, which insults his commander's reputation. Let's find a chance to help him deal with it."

"..."

Xiao Hongdao made some arrangements in a low voice, cut off the phone, looked at the hazy sky outside the window, and sighed wistfully, "It's really stupid."

Not long after, Yin Zhihong rushed to the tea room, "Sir, there are many reporters outside the gate of the manor..."

Xiao Hongdao held the tea clip and pressed his wrist without raising his head, "Sit down."

Yin Zhihong was puzzled, but still bent down to sit down, "Sir, please tell me."

"I can't talk about orders." Xiao Hongdao put down the tea clip and pushed the teacup in front of him, "What is Ah Hui doing?"

Yin Zhihong thought for a while, "The eldest son is in the study, maybe he was hurt by the scene."

Back then, the Eldest Prince had a good relationship with his mother, but the former Duchess died overnight, and he was depressed for a long time.

Xiao Hongdao felt ridiculous at his choice of words, and frowned, "His biggest problem is being emotional. It seems...he needs to practice hard."

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