Chapter 926: Mr. Shang, Please Stay Safe

Chapter 926: Mr. Shang, please stay safe

In the evening, Yin Mo went back to the mansion alone.

She walked into the guest room and didn't come back for a few days, it felt a little empty and strange.

Yin Mo went to the bed and sat down, turned on the phone screen, feeling indescribably melancholy.

She sent He Chen a WeChat message, but he didn't reply after several hours.

Maybe... he's still busy.

Yin Mo didn't have much time to think about the love between her children, so she quietly packed up and saluted, and then went out of the guest room to find Li Qiao.

...

At the same time, a private flight from Parma arrived at Naypyi Airport, the capital of Myanmar.

Shang Zonghai was wearing a silver-gray Tang suit, holding the Buddhist beads in his hand, and stepped down the gangway unhurriedly.

It is less than a week before the grand wedding ceremony of the daughter of Prince Wu Lut of Myanmar, but the city of Nay Pyi is already heavily guarded, and patrol cars from the military and police stations can be seen everywhere to escort the celebration in advance.

Below the gangway, the personal guards were lined up on both sides, and at the very front of the road stood impressively the Prince Wu Lu who had come to greet him in person.

Seeing Shang Zonghai, Wu Lv hurriedly paced forward, showing a little excitement in his expression, "Old Shang, long time no see."

Shang Zonghai shook hands with him, looked up at the guards behind him, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say keep everything simple, what are you doing with such a big battle?"

"It's rare for you to go back to Myanmar, so you can't be too shabby." Wu Lv walked a step behind and accompanied Shang Zonghai, "Besides, in your capacity, you were supposed to come here with a guard of honor, which is already very low-key."

Shang Zonghai tilted his head, raised his hand and patted his arm, "You old boy, you always make a fuss out of molehills."

As the prince of Burma, Wu Lu has been immersed in high positions all year round, and he already has an inviolable aura.

But walking beside Shang Zonghai at this time, his momentum was still a little lower.

Even if the guards did not look sideways, everyone could clearly feel the humility of Wu Lu deliberately lowering his posture in front of Shang Zonghai.

Come, who is it?

Not only can he receive the courtesy of Prince Wu Lut, he can speak fluent Burmese with almost no foreign accent.

Shang Zonghai took Wei Ang and others into the exclusive convoy of Prince Wu Lu, and as a row of dignitaries' cars drove out of the airport, the customs immediately let them go.

Wu Luduan sat beside Shang Zonghai, explaining to him the changes in Myanmar in recent years from time to time on the road.

Shang Zonghai's glasses reflected the colorful neon lights outside the window, he fiddled with the Buddhist beads, the clouds were calm and breezy, showing a bit of sophistication.

At this time, Wu Lu inadvertently turned the topic around to Li Qiao, "It's a coincidence that I didn't know that Qiao Qiao was your daughter-in-law. After Yingdi and Shaoyan met, I checked and found out that she is her daughter-in-law. He is your son."

"Oh?" Shang Zonghai looked away from the street and looked sideways at Wu Lu, "Have you seen Shaoyan?"

"We met once." Wu Lv said with long eyes as he recalled, "At first I thought he learned Burmese just to be pretty, but since he is your son, it's not surprising that he can speak Burmese." gone."

There was a faint smile on Shang Zonghai's lips. As the neon lights leaked into the car, his cheeks flickered, "Who else knows about my coming to Myanmar?"

"Not currently, you didn't say to inform everyone, if necessary..."

Shang Zonghai raised his hand, "No need to notify first."

The deputy general of the personal guard who was driving saw Wu Lu nodding to Shang Zonghai from the rearview mirror, and his gesture was extremely respectful.

Wu Lu said: "I've already prepared the other courtyard for you. If you rush over to your mansion, I'm afraid you won't be able to hide your coming to Myanmar."

Shang Zonghai rubbed the beads, nodded with satisfaction, "Well, according to what you said, then go to another courtyard."

...

The grand occasion of Shang Zonghai arriving in Burma and being personally greeted by Wu Lu with his personal guards was transmitted back to Nanyang in less than two hours.

At eight o'clock domestic time, Li Qiao fell into deep thought after answering the phone.

Uncle Wu is one of the only three remaining princes in Myanmar, and his status is absolutely prominent.

The last person whom Uncle Wu could greet was the supreme leader of Myanmar.

Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

Not long after, she finished dealing with the matter at hand, looked down at her watch, her eyes froze, and her thoughts drifted to Shang Yu.

Li Qiao has already put on the latest technology watch, and Shang Yu, who rarely wears a watch, is also wearing it on his wrist.

She touched the smooth dial, and opened the drawer in the lower right corner in a blink of an eye, which contained experimental anti-psychotic drugs.

Few side effects, and mild medicinal properties.

Last night, she was hesitant to communicate with Shang Yu about his condition, but he interrupted her several times.

The man seemed to know what she wanted to say, and always cut off her words with lingering eyes.

Li Qiao felt helpless, but she couldn't be too straightforward.

Shang Yu is proud by nature, he knows his illness better than anyone else, but in front of her, he guards his fragile self-esteem and doesn't want her to be anxious about it.

Li Qiao closed the drawer slowly, lowered her eyelids and couldn't help sighing.

...

The next day, Li Qiao went back to Li's villa.

Li Guangming was not there, only Duan Shuyuan was bored watching the TV series.

Now, when she heard Li Qiao's words, she was surprised, "Going out on New Year's Day?"

Li Qiao nodded lightly, "It won't be long, maybe... I'll be back in a week or so."

The corners of Duan Shuyuan's mouth drooped, and she murmured reluctantly, "This is the first time you're not at home for New Year's Day, what about Shaoyan? He's going with you too?"

"Well, he's going too."

Duan Shuyuan glanced sideways at the kitchen, and sighed quietly: "Then you all pay more attention, there are many people traveling on New Year's Day, and you are pregnant, try to avoid going to crowded places, you know?"

Li Qiao responded obediently, and chatted with Duan Shuyuan for a while before getting up and going to the guest room.

It was already ten thirty in the morning, Li San just woke up.

He was sitting on the corner of the bed with his bare upper body smoking a cigarette, his hair was disheveled, and his expression was a little dazed.

Li Qiao knocked on the door, Li San bit a cigarette at the corner of his mouth, picked up his nightgown and put it on his shoulders, opened the door and leaned against the door frame, "Hey, rare guest."

"Clothes on."

Li Qiao glanced casually, and then looked away.

Li San chuckled wantonly, bit his cigarette holder and said vaguely: "Back then, those bastards at the border were shirtless every day, and I never saw you let them wear..."

Before he finished speaking, Li San noticed that Li Qiao's indifferent eyes glanced at his chest.

Li San looked down and fell silent.

Here he turned his back without silver, put on his nightgown and tied it with a belt, gathered the skirt of his shirt very deliberately, turned around and changed the subject, "Leaving tomorrow?"

Li Qiao looked at him with a half-smile, and asked without answering, "Is Nan Yu in there?"

Li San frowned, "Not here, are you looking for me or her?"

Li Qiao didn't speak, and looked at his tightly covered chest meaningfully.

Those three scratches are very eye-catching.

Not long after, Li San finished washing, changed his shirt and trousers, and went to the sunshine room on the second floor to look for Li Qiao.