Chapter 889 You Continue, I Can Wait

Chapter 889 You continue, I can wait

Is not it?

There was a hint of doubt in Li Qiao's eyes, just at this moment, the door of a commercial vehicle that had been waiting for a long time not far away slowly drove up.

As the automatic door opened, He Chen in the carriage was sitting by the window in a stern manner.

He rested his forehead with one hand, and lazily raised his eyelids, "Go ahead, I can wait."

Li Qiao: "..."

She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shang Yu, as if waiting for him to clarify.

The man bent his lips, and brushed the snow off her shoulder, "I'm really busy, helping Qiu Huan with some troubles in the south of the city."

Qiuhuan...

Li Qiao suddenly realized, no wonder he hadn't heard from him for so long, it turned out that he was in trouble.

She glanced at the carriage again, and faintly saw a vague figure.

At this time, He Chen folded his coat and changed his posture, looking out of the car coldly, "If you two plan to walk back, I will close the door."

They're both old couples and old wives, and they still seem to be in love, not tired of being crooked.

Li Qiao looked at He Chen indifferently, then walked towards the car door.

Seeing this, He Chen leaned on the back of the chair and sighed with relief, "It's still younger siblings who understand..."

"Boom—"

Before He Chen could finish his sentence, the automatic door was closed by Li Qiao with force.

Qiu Huan, who was sleepy in the back seat, groaned twice, tilted his head and fell asleep again.

He Chen picked out his ears, looked at the rearview mirror and looked at Liu Yun, "Your wife has to change her temper."

Outside the car, Li Qiao slammed the door and turned back to Shang Yu's side, holding his hand and continuing to walk on the side of the road.

The snowy night is not cold, and the streets are so quiet that you can hear the sound of snow falling.

Li Qiao was very interested, and she took Shang Yu for a walk in the snow, "You knew there was something else going on back then?"

"It's not too early." The man looked sideways at Li Qiao's cheek buried in the scarf, "When you first went to Feicheng."

Li Qiao's footsteps paused, and waves appeared in her eyes, "Oh..."

That's right, with He Chen around, many things can't be hidden from him at all.

About ten minutes later, the snow fell more and more heavily, and Li Qiao's nose turned red. Shang Yu held her shoulders and coaxed her in a low voice, "Get in the car and go home, huh?"

"good."

...

Back at the mansion, it was almost three o'clock in the middle of the night.

Li Qiao fell asleep in the car, Qiu Huan was sent home by Liu Yun, He Chen followed to the mansion, found a guest room familiarly, and fell asleep by himself.

In the living room, Luo Yu and Mochizuki stood near the coffee table, and the two occasionally exchanged glances, but neither of them spoke.

After a while, Shang Yu walked down the stairs, they looked sideways at the same time, and nodded, "Boss."

The man went to the sofa and sat down, put his arms on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and stretched his shoulders, "Say."

Luo Yu took a step forward, "The news from Universal News has already been listed on the hot search list. There is a news from the British Emperor. If you want to withdraw it, you may have to get the approval of the second crown prince."

Shang Yu raised the corners of his eyes, and his thin lips curved sharply, "There is no need to withdraw for the time being."

Luo Yu flashed his mind, and gave Mochizuki a look, as if to say 'it's your turn'.

Mochizuki's Adam's apple heaved and his expression was slightly tangled. Three seconds later, he said solemnly, "Boss, I...I'm fine."

Luo Yu: "???"

Shang Yu narrowed his eyes coldly, staring at Mochizuki's pretendingly calm expression, and said in a deep voice, "Go down."

"Okay, boss."

Mochizuki turned around and left, Luo Yu bent over and hurriedly followed his footsteps.

In the entrance, Luo Yu grabbed Mochizuki by the collar, with danger in his eyes, "Are you kidding me?"

If Mochizuki hadn't threatened to report something to the boss, she wouldn't have come here in the middle of the night to report the stupid matter to Emperor Ying.

Mochizuki's neck was strangled, and she pulled back twice with difficulty panting, "Damn it, let go."

Luo Yu lifted his foot and was about to kick him, Mochizuki quickly dodged, "I didn't trick you, I just don't know how to tell the boss."

"What's the matter?"

Luo Yu has a bad temper, except for being a little gentle in front of Li Qiao, she is no different from a rough guy at ordinary times.

Mochizuki dodged her attack, and said with a sneer: "It's nothing serious, it's just that Hongke has recently tracked down some of my wife's movements, and I originally wanted to report it to the boss, but after thinking about it...forget it."

Luo Yu raised his eyebrows leisurely, "Reason?"

Mochizuki straightened his collar, and the two brothers put their arms around Luo Yu's shoulders, "You are not talking nonsense, Madam is the head of the family now, so if I casually report her things, I am not asking for trouble."

Luo Yu smiled, and patted Mochizuki twice, "You know the current affairs better than chasing the wind."

Of the current four assistants, I am afraid that only Zhuifeng can't figure out the situation.

Luoyu and Mochizuki walked away shoulder to shoulder, their chatting and laughing faded away, and Shang Yu, who hadn't left in the living room, leaned his head on the sofa and silently curled his thin lips.

...

Noon the next day.

Li Qiao didn't get up until eleven o'clock. After washing her face, she lazily wandered into the living room.

"I think Zong Lao San is very happy to miss Shu, and has no plans to come back in a short time."

These words were said by Jin Rong.

He was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the snow-capped Nanyang Mountains outside, his eyes unblinking, like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world.

He Chen had an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, with his forearm resting on his forehead, and said in a frivolous tone, "Who made him so happy? Xi Luo?"

"That's right." Jin Rong leaned against the glass, "I thought Zong Lao San liked innocent girls, but after a long time he liked mature and older ones."

How old is Xi Luo?

Li Qiao raised her eyelids, came to the sofa and sat down unhurriedly, "Did you see Xi Luo?"

Jin Rong suddenly heard Li Qiao's voice, turned around and greeted him like a kind old father, "Are you awake? The food is warm in the kitchen, go and have a bite."

He Chen stared at Jin Rong without saying a word, he didn't bother to talk or look.

Like Feicheng Baiyan, they both treat Li Qiao as a daughter-in-law's favorite, as if they can't live.

Li Qiao drooped the corners of her eyes, and asked wearily, "Where's Shaoyan?"

Jin Rong raised his chin facing the window, "I heard that a thief was caught, and I think he will be tortured."

Li Qiao: "..."

She followed Jin Rong's line of sight, not believing his explanation at all.

Nanyang Mansion, will thieves break into it?

At this moment, He Chen's phone rang.

He took it out and looked at it, raised his eyebrows and teased, "Why, too big Xue can't come back?"

Obviously, the caller was Shang Yu.

Not knowing what he said, He Chen narrowed his narrow eyes, put down his long legs, got up and walked out, "Here we are."

Li Qiao and Jin Rong looked at each other and walked out of the living room in unison without saying anything.

Under the porch, Jin Rong thought of something, and when he turned around, he saw Li Qiao wearing a simple sweater and trousers, with cotton slippers on his feet.

He frowned and pointed to the ground, "Don't come out, wait here."

Li Qiao looked ahead and passed him quietly.

Jin Rong cursed in a low voice, picked up the cotton boots on the shoe cabinet, and picked up a coat, and ran behind Li Qiao, saying, "Qiqi, put on your clothes and change your shoes."