Chapter 893 You Just Like Qiqi, Don't You?

Chapter 893 You just like Qiqi, don't you?

After lunch, Li Qiao went to the guest room and saw that Yin Mo had fallen asleep, so she turned and went to the laboratory.

In the basement lounge, the three Shang Yu brothers were sitting at the bar having a drink.

He Chen shook his wine glass, and leaned lazily on the bar counter, "When did you put the traps in the mountains?"

He remembered that there were no such dangerous things before.

Shang Yu stepped on the ground with one leg, his rolled-up sleeve exposed his strong forearm, picked up two pieces of crushed ice and threw it into the wine glass, and asked with a low and mellow smile, "Is your heart hurting?"

Jin Rong took advantage of the situation to look at He Chen, and said seriously, "That girl is nice, she's well-dressed, she's much prettier than your ex-girlfriend."

He Chen: "..."

Shang Yu also curled up his thin lips, smiling intriguingly.

He Chen squinted at Jin Rong, his tone sank several times, "Do you like it?"

Jin Rong took a sip of his foreign wine and waved his index finger, "I'm not you, I don't like the coquettish type."

The mature and older Xi Luo and the coquettish Yin Mo, if they heard Jin Rong's description of them, they might have to do it.

On the other hand, He Chen chewed on Jin Rong's words with a deep expression on his face, and then threw a bomb out, "You like Qiqi like that, right?"

"Hey, that's right!" Jin Rong might be drunk, but when he thought of Li Qiao, his eyes lit up, "Qiqi is so obedient, she does whatever she asks, and never talks too much."

He Chen laughed and cursed blindly.

Is Li Qiao good-looking? That's fucking lazy.

At this moment, Shang Yu paused while sipping his wine, and slowly looked to his side, "Are you busy recently?"

Jin Rong raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and licked the tip of his tongue when he finished, "What do you want to do? Shang Xiaowu, has anyone ever told you that you are very stingy?"

He Chen smiled without saying a word.

Shang Yu was smoking a cigarette, and the white mist blurred his sharp outline, "You are the first."

"That means the truth will always be in the hands of a few." Jin Rong patted him on the shoulder, "If you think about it, Qiqi belongs to everyone."

When he knew Qiqi, Shang Xiaowu didn't know where to fight.

He Chen watched the fire from the other side, but he was thinking in his heart whether that woman Yin Mo was awake or not.

Not long after, Jin Rong got drunk and was carried back to the guest room by Liu Yun on his shoulders.

He Chen glanced out of the lounge, then stroked his wine glass, "How do you plan to deal with the matter with Emperor Ying?"

After a day and night of fermentation, the popularity of the topic has shown a blowout trend.

If this continues, Shaoyan's reputation and reputation will definitely be greatly affected.

Shang Yu put his arms on the back of the chair, looked sideways at He Chen, "There's no need to pay attention."

"Heh." He Chen lit a cigarette, "That sounds nice, last week Meng Jun told me that you transferred half of Black Eagle's forces to Nay Pyi, the capital of Burma?"

The man's eyes were deep and unpredictable, "It's just by the way."

He Chen smiled shortly, "Don't forget to call me when you start."

After finishing speaking, he stood up, Shang Yu glanced at his back, and asked in a low voice: "Aren't you going to take Yin Mo back?"

"It's not relative, why should I take her?" He Chen put one hand in his pocket, turning around to refute as a matter of course.

The man stared straight at the wine cabinet in front of him, and said indifferently, "It's in the way."

He Chen rubbed his cheeks and joked wildly, "Is the mansion soundproof?"

Shang Yu put down his wine glass lightly, and squinted at him meaningfully, "Are you so curious?"

He Chen snorted lightly, turned around and left.

...

In a blink of an eye, it was evening.

Li Qiao pressed her temples and closed the laptop.

The Internet crest of Yingdi's Shangyu scandal has been at its highest point.

Even if the British Emperor is in the middle of the night and early morning, the crest has no downward trend.

There are still more than ten days until New Year's Day.

It is imminent to provoke the relationship between the Second Crown Prince and the Xiao family.

Li Qiao propped her forehead, closed her eyes and thought about the countermeasures.

After a while, her eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her lips rose slightly.

Li Qiao opened her eyes, turned on the computer again, entered the black market trading website, and placed the transaction order anonymously again.

Price: £30 million.

After finishing all this, Li Qiao picked up the phone and dialed Shang Zonghai directly.

"Dad, there is something I want to ask for your opinion."

Parma local time, nine o'clock in the evening.

Shang Zonghai was sitting in the tea room chatting with Xia Siyu.

After receiving Li Qiao's call, he smiled kindly and said, "Girl, tell me what's the matter."

Xia Siyu peeked at Shang Zonghai's expression, and vaguely guessed that Li Qiao was on the other end of the phone.

Unexpectedly, Shang Zonghai, the medicine king revered by everyone in Parma, had two faces.

When I chatted with her just now, although she was smiling, she was full of distance, as if she was an unattainable superior.

There is absolutely no love and tolerance of such kind elders.

On the other side, Li Qiao briefly explained the reason, and finally added: "If something happens to the Second Crown Prince, will the First Crown Prince be implicated?"

After all, the relationship between Shang Zonghai and the crown prince is extraordinary.

Before Li Qiao makes a move, she still needs to be careful.

Shang Zonghai was silent for two seconds, and then smiled warmly, "No, many of Weston's political achievements in recent years have aroused the public's resentment, and his accident may be what the people want, and Old George will not be affected. "

"That's good, thank you Dad."

Just as Li Qiao was about to end the call, Shang Zonghai called out, "Girl, wait."

"Huh? Dad, is there anything else?"

Shang Zonghai looked up at Xia Siyu, who immediately understood his intention, got up and bowed, and hurriedly left the tea room.

When the door was closed, Shang Zonghai sighed and asked, "How is Shaoyan feeling?"

After thinking about it for a while, Li Qiao replied tactfully that it was okay.

Hearing the sound, Shang Zonghai nodded with satisfaction, "It's all thanks to you."

"Dad's talking too hard." Li Qiao looked at the computer screen and hit enter, "Madam Xiao wasn't worth it."

Shang Zonghai pursed his lips, got up and walked slowly to the window, and said in a low voice, "You two don't need to pay attention to the news about Emperor Ying, I'll handle it."

"Dad?" Li Qiao raised her eyebrows in surprise.

For a long time, Shang Zonghai seemed to seldom interfere in these trivial matters.

this time……

Shang Zonghai's pupils were as deep as ink, and he squinted his eyes looking at the night sky, "I've rested for too long, my old bones have to move."

Li Qiao smiled knowingly, and responded, "Then I will trouble you."

"One family doesn't need to talk about two families." Shang Zonghai's eyes were full of waves, "Girl, let's do it, Weston is nothing to be afraid of."

After hanging up the phone, Li Qiao couldn't help feeling a little excited.

She even looked forward to how Shang Zonghai would solve the troubles of Emperor Ying.

By surprise, or by one move?

Li Qiao thought for a long time, and then sent Bai Yan a concise WeChat message: Hu's phone number.

Bai Yan replied in seconds: He is still in Yingdi, he has something to tell me.

Li Qiao: No.

Three seconds later, Bai Yan reluctantly replied with a series of numbers, and at the same time gave him an emoticon package of [You have no heart].