Chapter 923 Give Her Enough Freedom

Chapter 923 Give Her Enough Freedom

Maybe he was really wrong.

Shang Yu looked down at the flickering flames at his fingertips. If she was given enough freedom, would she not feel tired and helpless towards him anymore.

Just like today, she went to the Liye Building next door, but did not come to Yanhuang.

"Om—"

Suddenly, a vibration sounded from the man's hand, breaking the silence and loneliness in the room.

Shang Yu lit a cigarette, lowered his eyes and opened the chat box, it was still not Li Qiao, but Luo Yu.

— Boss, madam, go home immediately.

The man didn't reply, he leaned against the back of the chair with the lock screen, his deep eyes were filled with bottomless sadness.

...

The night was thick, Li Qiao and Luo Yu returned to the mansion.

Except for a few more boxes of apples and flowers in the entrance, everything else is as usual.

Li Qiao changed her shoes and asked Luo Yu to take the things to the restaurant first to hide them. When she caught a glimpse of the huge bouquet of roses in the corner, she unfolded the card.

——Every year has today, and every year has today.

Li Qiao: "???"

What kind of wonderful blessing is this?

Just in time, a bodyguard passed by the hall, caught a glimpse of the card in Li Qiao's hand, then glanced at the flowers, and said falteringly, "Husband, madam...that bunch of flowers is for Luo Yu."

Li Qiao said 'oh' without embarrassment, and silently put the card back on the flowers.

It was almost nine o'clock, and Shang Yu hadn't come back yet.

Li Qiao was not in a hurry, she changed into her home clothes and went to the laboratory.

Twenty minutes later, Shang Yu came back under the moonlight.

He ignored the apple in the hallway, and walked into the living room with a trace of eagerness.

Luo Yu appeared at the right time and whispered: "Boss, Madam is downstairs."

The man pursed his thin lips slightly, took off his coat, walked to the sofa and took a seat, leaning his head on the backrest, "Did she have morning sickness today?"

"No." Luo Yu answered truthfully, then thought of something, and tentatively said: "Boss, do you want to eat first?"

Shang Yu closed his eyes, put his arms on his forehead and did not answer.

Luo Yu flickered, and muttered to himself: "The kitchen is ready..."

"No need." The man reached out and unbuttoned his collar, "Go out."

Luo Yu did not give up, "Boss, Madam, she..."

Shang Yu's Adam's apple slipped, his voice was indistinguishably hoarse, "Go out, don't disturb her."

Luo Yu: "..." Can you let her finish her sentence?

Forget it, for the bonus, silence is golden.

It was a perfect Christmas Eve, but it didn't feel peaceful at all.

Luo Yu was helpless, after thinking about it, he decided to make a small report to Li Qiao.

In the laboratory, Li Qiao was busy in front of the computer, and the mobile phone was turned on, and Shen Qingye's singing sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling.

"Has he been stimulated recently?"

Yun Li's steady voice came faintly with the sound of coughing, and Shen Qingye's low growl could be faintly heard over the receiver: "Who cut my song?"

Li Qiao bent her lips, and said in a soft tone, "Maybe."

Yun Li took the phone away, clenched his fist again and coughed to his lips, "Aren't you planning to come out tonight to spend Christmas Eve with us?"

"No." Li Qiao closed the computer after sending the email, rubbed her temples, "You guys play."

Yun Li was careful, heard Li Qiao's gentle and lazy tone, and didn't force her anymore, "Then let's meet for dinner when Xia Xia comes over."

Li Qiao nodded in agreement, and felt a little hungry after hanging up the phone.

She glanced at her watch, and the hands had reached half past nine.

Shang Yu hasn't come back yet?

Li Qiao frowned, got up, turned off the lights and walked out of the laboratory.

Going back upstairs, stepping out of the elevator, I ran into falling rain.

"Ma'am, the boss is back, but..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Qiao nodded and walked past, "Well, I'll go find him."

Luo Yu: "..."

I can't let her finish a complete sentence tonight, can I?

It's not a blessing, but a curse to have today every year, and the present every year!

Gu Chen who was struck by lightning.

It is true that the bouquet of roses was sent by Gu Chen.

At this time, he was lying in the trash can outside the door, accepting the baptism of the cold night wind.

Because he said that the florist sent the wrong one, and originally wanted to send evergreen.

Not long after, Li Qiao came to the living room, looking around but did not see Shang Yu.

The crystal chandelier has been turned off, only two floor lamps are emitting dim light.

Li Qiao spun her feet, ready to go upstairs to have a look.

But in the restaurant on the left, there was a faint sound, Li Qiao pursed her lips, and walked over.

The restaurant's lights were on, falling on the shoulders of the man standing with his back, showing a bit of silence and tranquility.

Shang Yu stood in front of the glazed platform, still wearing a shirt and trousers, well-dressed, but with his head down, he didn't know what he was doing.

Li Qiao slowed down and approached slowly.

The man didn't turn his head when he heard the shallow footsteps, but asked in a low voice: "Is she still busy?"

Li Qiao didn't make a sound, and swallowed her throat, feeling a little complicated.

Shang Yu was peeling an apple, and a bunch of apple peels fell on the ground. He didn't even look at it, but still focused on the movement in his hand.

The time is neither too long nor too short.

But the man seemed to have forgotten that there was someone behind him.

Shang Yu cut the apples into pieces of similar size and placed them on the plate, put down the fruit knife, and pressed his bleeding fingertips, his handsome face was indifferent.

He stood alone, silent for a long time.

Li Qiao watched quietly behind her, curling her fingers slightly, feeling sore and aching in her heart.

She had never seen such a depressed side of Shang Yu.

Even the vigilance and vigilance in the bones are gone.

Li Qiao admitted that in the past few days, she hadn't been motivated, and she lacked interest in everything she did.

Even if they never quarreled, there are still traces of alienation in distance.

She didn't intend to alienate, she was just looking for a balance.

A kind...a balance that can give him a sense of security and keep him from being too passive.

Li Qiao looked away from the window, the glass reflected the figures of two people, maybe the light was too bright, so it lacked some warmth.

In just a few seconds, Shang Yu seemed to have noticed something, he raised his head and looked sideways slowly, and in an instant he bumped into Li Qiao's dark red eyes.

Their eyes met, but no one broke the silence.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and walked forward slowly.

The man's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he rolled his Adam's apple, waiting for her approach.

Li Qiao walked up to Shang Yu, his reflection was still clearly reflected in her eyes.

She still seemed to love him and didn't tire of him, as if nothing had changed.

Li Qiao asked him, "Why are you back so late?"

Shang Yu lowered his eyes and locked her eyebrows, not letting go of any subtle expressions on her face, and replied in a hoarse voice: "The company has a meeting."

Li Qiao nodded, and naturally hooked the man's palm hanging by her side, "Let's eat then."

The moment the palms were clasped, Li Qiao's hand was firmly clenched.

"Not hungry." Shang Yu held her hand, his eyes regained a little gentleness, "Eat some apples on Christmas Eve, huh?"

As he said that, he was going to get the fruit plate, but the next second, Li Qiao said innocently, "I didn't eat it either."

The man raised his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily, "Are you waiting for me?"