He Chen’s smile faded from his eyes, his handso face turned a bit more serious, "Sister-in-law, you know what happens when you’re too soft-hearted."
Li Qiao paused for a mont, "Is ’soft-heartedness’ used like that?"
"Then... a woman’s compassion."
Li Qiao: "..."
He Chen joked a little, then crossed his hands behind his head, "Li Qiao, you’re a smart person. Unless you plan to accommodate him all your life, otherwise... you shouldn’t be soft-hearted anymore."
Li Qiao lowered her eyes, her breathing slightly paused, and she didn’t speak for a long while.
He Chen turned his head to look at her, "Today you were out of contact for just five minutes, and Shaoyan almost wrecked my casino. If his condition isn’t treated and controlled, you will eventually lose your freedom."
This is not alarmism.
He Chen understood the innate possessiveness and protective instincts n have towards won.
And Shaoyan’s overly sensitive thinking and excessive concern for Li Qiao, once he becos obsessive and locks or hides Li Qiao away, it’s sothing he can certainly do.
Later, before leaving, He Chen handed Li Qiao a business card, "A top expert in CT ntal health treatnt, this is the best intervention I can think of right now."
Li Qiao accepted the card, focusing intently for a long ti.
Behind her, He Chen opened the door again and paused to remind, "Go to Myanmar, be careful."
...
Ti flew like water, two days passed in the blink of an eye, it was Christmas Eve.
Li Qiao had barely left the house, and the days weren’t dull, after all, Shen Qingye was joking around her ears all day.
This morning, Li Qiao received a call from Xia Siyu.
She glanced at her watch, by schedule, she and Yun Lih should have arrived at the South Sea.
On the other end of the line, Xia Siyu said regretfully, "Qiaoqiao, I had to return to Cloud City temporarily, and might not be able to see you until the day after tomorrow."
"Is there sothing at ho?" Li Qiao held the phone between her shoulder, multitasking while replying to emails.
Xia Siyu replied gloomily, "My dad asked to co ho, and I don’t know what the urgent matter is. By the way, Brother Lih is already in the South Sea, rember to arrange soone to pick him at the airport."
"Yeah, Liuyun is at the airport."
Hearing this, Xia Siyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Then I won’t say more, I have to board the plane, see you the day after tomorrow."
After hanging up the phone, Li Qiao put down the phone with an indifferent expression and continued typing to reply to emails.
anwhile, a ssage popped up on the black market trading website on the screen.
X: Release ti?
Li Qiao looked at the other person’s ssage, packed all the files, and typed a sentence.
X: Preparing for a rainy day?
K: Do as told.
X: Oh.
...
At noon, Liuyun returned to the mansion alone to report back.
Li Qiao was sitting in the living room, nodding knowingly, "Let him be."
Liuyun said that Yun Lih had so friends who also ca to the South Sea, so he went straight to stay at the Royal Hotel, and would join them the day after tomorrow when they set out.
Li Qiao didn’t push further, asking Liuyun to arrange people to protect Yun Lih and then carried a cup of water upstairs.
Liuyun watched her back, and then glanced at Luoyu beside him, lowering his voice to ask, "Madam... is she alright?"
These days, a repressive gloom has hovered over the mansion.
Nothing happened, but the atmosphere was just very heavy.
The interactions between the boss and madam were the sa as usual, yet there was an inexplicable sense of weirdness.
Especially when they were alone, it was even more eerie.
In places without the boss, madam seed cold and indifferent.
In places without the madam, the boss was also filled with an overwhelming sense of oppression.
It’s not like they were fighting, nor was it like a cold war.
They were still tender to each other, yet seed to be harboring secrets.
At this mont, Luoyu’s face was also slightly less expressive. She looked at Liuyun shaking her head and said no.
Recently, Li Qiao had spoken very little and stayed indoors.
She was always either busying herself or sitting around lost in thought.
Except, she punctually abided by the ti limits set by the boss, never staying in the laboratory for more than four hours.
...
After lunch, Li Qiao lay on the recliner by the bedroom window, flipping a business card thoughtfully.
The phone rang, pulling her back from her thoughts.
Li Qiao placed the card on the side table, picked up the phone to see it was Zong Yue.
"Qiaoqiao, are you at ho?"
Zong Yue’s voice was soft, with a hint of excitent.
Li Qiao smiled, "I am."
"That’s good, the gift will be delivered later, rember to eat it, okay." Zong Yue added cheerfully, "When I return from Yancheng City, I’ll bring you a Christmas gift."
Li Qiao gazed out at the bright winter sun, "You went to Yancheng City?"
Zong Yue responded with a hum, her tone bubbling with excitent, "I arrived yesterday, it’s still snowing in Yancheng City, the scenery is beautiful, do you want to co?"
"No, sister-in-law, have a good ti."
Zong Yue’s laughter eased slightly, she pursed her lips and tentatively asked, "Qiaoqiao, are you alright?"
Although they had only exchanged a few words, the observant Zong Yue noticed that Li Qiao’s voice was too calm and indifferent.
Li Qiao replied nonchalantly, "What could be wrong?"
Zong Yue was montarily at a loss for words, she reminded her again to rember to eat the peace fruit, and hurriedly ended the call.
At this mont, Li Jun ca out of the bathroom, looking around for Zong Yue’s figure. Seeing her bent over the windowsill, sighing from ti to ti, he furrowed his brows and walked over, "What are you sighing about?"
Zong Yue rested her chin on her hand and shook her head, then looked up at Li Jun, seeing his attentive expression, she changed the topic, "It’s almost two o’clock, don’t you have a eting to attend?"
She knew Li Jun’s words couldn’t be trusted.
He originally said that the visit to Yancheng City would be finished in the morning.
Yet, from yesterday to today, he’s been busy all along.
Li Jun noticed Zong Yue’s resentful expression, pursed his lips, "Not going, I’ve arranged for the secretary to attend the visit on my behalf, this afternoon we’ll go to the ski resort."
"Hmm?" Zong Yue was slightly surprised, "Really?"
She wasn’t so sentintal to let Li Jun put aside work to accompany her skiing, since they were there, she could go by herself.
Li Jun curled his thin lips, "Why not? The visit is just a formality, nothing important."
Zong Yue eyed his serious attitude and couldn’t help but tease softly, "You are the Secretary-General, aren’t you afraid of being laughed at for abusing power?"
"As you said, I’m the Secretary-General, if I don’t have this little freedom, I might as well retire." Li Jun patted the top of her head, making a rare joke with a good temper.
Zong Yue raised her eyebrows at him, pursed her lips without speaking.
Li Jun’s recent behavior indeed made her see him in a new light.
Not only would he consider her feelings, but he’d also arrange many trivial matters orderly.
As she watched the snowflakes falling endlessly in Yancheng City, Zong Yue felt that if things stayed like this forever, it wouldn’t be bad.
Of course, less than two hours later, Zong Yue regretted coming to Yancheng City with Li Jun.
Zong Yue didn’t expect that at Li Jun’s age, thirty sothing, he had never skied before.
The first ti he stepped onto the ski slope, he fell in less than five minutes, and unluckily, he hurt the essence of a man - his waist.
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