Chapter 809: Chapter 809: Aren’t you afraid he’ll be jealous when you look at like that?
The parking lot was dead silent.
Madam Xiao was in deep contemplation for a mont before calling out aningfully, “Yin Mo, co with .”
Yin Mo followed her to a corner where they spoke privately for less than five minutes; then, Yin Mo got into the car with He Chen.
anwhile, Madam Xiao and Xiao Yeyan returned without success, but they didn’t head back to the manor. Instead, they went to the Lower House in the capital.
…
In the living room of the western-style house, Li Qiao serenely closed her laptop.
Su Moshi also took out his phone and called his assistant to bring over a tube of anti-swelling ointnt.
Xia Siyu pursed her lips worriedly, “The situation of the second sister… is too difficult.”
They had all once blad Yin Mo, accusing her of not distinguishing right from wrong, not understanding people.
But everything that had just happened in the parking lot was clear through the real-ti surveillance.
What choice did Yin Mo really have?
Li Qiao stood and walked to the window, a hint of fierceness hidden in the depths of her eyes, “Luoyu, take the prescription to Shang Lu.”
Luoyu nodded and left the door with a small suitcase.
At that mont, Li Qiao heard the sound of a sports car returning in the distance. She turned and said, “I’ve spoken with Song Lao Liu. Myst Town will be placed under the protective jurisdiction of the International Criminal Police Organization. After we leave, the dical Alliance will close to outsiders. Don’t reopen it until the issue is resolved.”
“You don’t need to worry about the dical Alliance,” Su Moshi said with a mysterious smile, picking up a small glass from the bar, “Myst Town is under the political protection order of the Myanmar Embassy. Moreover… Master Yan, using the Archbishop’s na, included Myst Town in his diocese territory yesterday. No one dares to make a rash move.”
Li Qiao uttered an ‘oh,’ nodded, and said no more.
Xia Siyu was still distressed about Yin Mo’s predicant. When she heard their conversation, she suddenly had an idea, “Qiaoqiao, can I, um, go to Parma with Brother Lih?”
Li Qiao and Su Moshi both looked at her in unison.
Xia Siyu, maintaining composure but with insufficient confidence, t their gazes and explained, “My father wants to open a branch in Parma, and he wants to do a market survey.”
Li Qiao’s eyes teased as she lifted an eyebrow with feigned seriousness.
Su Moshi, on the other hand, nodded earnestly, adding, “Huanxia Pharma Enterprise’s business really is flourishing everywhere.”
Xia Siyu: “…”
Soon after, He Chen entered the living room with Yin Mo.
“Second sister, is your face okay?” Xia Siyu took an ice pack from the fridge and pressed it against her face, both sympathetic and heartbroken.
He Chen’s thin lips were tightly pressed, his brow shadowed with a trace of gloom, “Where’s Shaoyan?”
Li Qiao gestured towards the upstairs, “In the study, having a video conference.”
He Chen clicked his tongue and cocked his head slightly, “Go up for a chat?”
“Sure.”
…
In the study, He Chen leaned lazily against the sofa, his left leg casually resting over his knee, “When are we leaving?”
Shang Yu swiveled in his executive chair and leaned back, glancing at Li Qiao by the window sill, “Tomorrow?”
Li Qiao replied, lowering her head to glance at her toes, “Tomorrow night, I guess.”
“So soon?” He Chen raised his eyebrows in mild surprise, shaking his feet idly and said playfully, “Sister-in-law, to save your sister, I agreed to Xiao Yeyan to send the child back to him. You didn’t kill him, did you?”
Li Qiao glanced at him coolly, not intending to answer his question.
He Chen didn’t mind, stretched his arms along the back of the sofa, and extended his head back slightly to stretch, “Just leaving like this, aren’t we letting the Xiao family off too easy?”
Shang Yu rested a hand on his forehead and raised his eyes to et Li Qiao’s, a profound smile playing on his lips, “So things, we’ll take care of back in the South Sea.”
Upon hearing this, He Chen understood and frowned thoughtfully, hinting, “Before you go, don’t leave any hidden dangers.”
Li Qiao didn’t respond, and Shang Yu leisurely began unbuttoning his cuffs, giving him a sidelong glance, “If you’re so concerned, why don’t you stay and handle it?”
He Chen gave him a sidelong glance, “Worth my staying for?”
“That’s for you to consider.”
The two of them had a cryptic exchange for a few sentences, while Li Qiao didn’t join in, instead thoughtfully studying He Chen.
Perhaps her gaze was too direct, drawing sidelong glances from both n.
He Chen teased her provocatively, “Little sister-in-law, if you keep looking at like that, aren’t you afraid he’ll get jealous?”
Shang Yu gave him an indifferent look, hooked his arm around Li Qiao’s waist, and pulled her close. He looked up, his eyes like the deep sea, “Why look at him?”
He Chen: “…”
He had never seen a man so petty!
Li Qiao turned around and naturally leaned on her man’s shoulder, glaring at He Chen with a faint smile of praise, “It’s nothing, I just think Brother Chen said sothing especially true today.”
“What’s that?”
“Which sentence?”
Both n asked in unison.
Li Qiao flicked her fingertips, the smile on her lips carrying a hint of mockery.
——Are you out of your damn mind?
This derogatory remark about Madam Xiao from He Chen was quite the golden truth.
…
At 6 p.m., the living room of the Western-style house was bustling with excitent as Xi Luo, Gu Chen, and Feng Yi, who hadn’t been seen for days, also arrived.
With everyone gathered together, the atmosphere was quite harmonious, the only downside was that the living room of the Western-style house had inexplicably beco smoke-free.
Right now, Gu Chen was sitting lazily with one leg resting on the arm of the sofa. Raising his glass, he said to Li Qiao, “If there’s no other plan, I’ll head back to Aida State tomorrow morning.”
Li Qiao, with her eyes downcast to her phone, acknowledged him noncommittally with a nod, “Mm.”
Feeling neglected, Gu Chen sulked and pursed his lips; after draining his glass, he turned his head to look for Huang Cuiying’s figure, “Cuiying~”
In the distance, Luoyu on the phone: “…”
Suddenly, his phone vibrated twice. Gu Chen took it out, thinking he was seeing things. He put his glass down, counted again carefully, and only then dared to confirm that ten billion had been deposited into the Qianmu Group’s account.
Which big shot made a transfer mistake?
At this mont, Li Qiao set down her phone and lifted her eyelids to look at the shocked Gu Chen, “For the Qianmu Group’s contingency fund. If it’s not enough, let know.”
Gu Chen blinked, looked at the text ssage again, pursed his lips, and silently put away his phone, “We’re all family here, you’re being too formal. Give less next ti.”
Luoyu, who just walked over, looked at Gu Chen with an expression of speechlessness and kicked him, “Co here.”
His shin ached from the kick, and Gu Chen frowned in discontent, “What? You wanna fight?”
Luoyu licked his cheek and provocatively tilted his chin up, “Fight or not?”
“Co on, if it’s a fight you want, I’m right here,” Gu Chen said.
And then, Gu Chen and Luoyu ran off to the dical Alliance’s parking lot to fight.
anwhile, Shang Yu sat at the bar with Feng Yi and He Chen, having a light drink and casual conversation.
After a sip of his drink, Feng Yi sighed plaintively, “I have to go to Arica next week for six months.”
Shang Yu’s eyes sparked coolly as he raised an eyebrow, his aning profound, “It won’t take six months.”
“What for?” He Chen inquired as well.
Feng Yi swirled his glass, “Put nicely, they’re sending to handle our family’s business in Arica, but in reality… it’s like a recusal.”
His father, Count William, had deep ties with the Ducal Residence; sending him to Arica was also a form of veiled protection.
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