Outright Favoritism

Chapter 228 The clavicle shape is really beautiful

When the time came to three in the afternoon, Shang Yu was temporarily called away by Liu Yun. It is said that there is an important international video conference that he needs to attend.

Li Qiao was lying alone on the sofa in the office, staring at the previous workbench. After a while, she squinted and got up and walked over.

The desk also contains the computer she used during her internship.

Li Qiao took the seat and turned it on. The picture that came into view was still her favorite picture of the universe and stars.

She curled her lips inadvertently and glanced at Shang Yu's executive desk, with a deep smile.

At this time, the phone at hand rang.

Li Qiao took a look, and answered casually, "Uncle Zong."

Uncle Zong is the private auction housekeeper arranged by Venus Auction House for Li Qiao, and is usually responsible for her various auctions in Venus.

In the receiver, Uncle Zong said respectfully: "Miss, the invitation letter for the auction has been delivered to Yashu Garden, and it will start on time in the Venus Hall at 8 PM on Friday the next day."

"Oh, I see."

When she hung up the phone, Li Qiao was slightly concentrating. She was a little looking forward to its performance at the Venus auction for the three-time unsold "Autobiography of the Stock God".

For the next twenty minutes, Li Qiao had been sitting in front of the computer and was busy with occasional messages from her mobile phone. She took the time to glance at it, but she didn't look closely.

With her finger tapping the carriage return, Shang Fu's personal information was also presented in full.

Shang Fu, 29 years old, born in the Pama Shang family, beauty queen, top financial analyst, member of the International Association...

Li Qiao rubbed her chin with her fingers, her expression seemed to be smiling.

From the name, Shang Fu does have some capital.

However, she is actually a member of the International Association.

Li Qiao stared at the three words ‘International Meeting’ with interest. After watching for a few seconds, the computer screen suddenly flashed, and all of Shang Fu’s personal information was shattered by the counterattack.

Seeing this scene, Li Qiao inadvertently withdrew from the attack system, and then sent Li Shaoquan a WeChat to block the subsequent anti-tracking troubles.

Li Shaoquan, who was kneeling away at home, limped and scolded and got into his father's study.

No way, he must deal with the trouble caused by the father of the gold master.

Because every time this father exposed traces on the Internet, he used his account, Li Shaoquan wanted to cry without tears.

...

Towards the evening, Shang Yu returned to the office after the meeting.

He entered the door and looked at the rest area. He didn't see Li Qiao's figure. With a blink of his eyes, he found the girl lying on the desk, seeming to be asleep.

The man's thin lips were slightly sideways, and he walked up to her in a leisurely manner, with one hand in his pocket, leaning over and looking at her cheek.

Xu Shi’s experimental work over the past few days is too heavy, and the girl’s thick eyelashes are covered with light shadows.

The publicity between the eyebrows and eyes, in the deep sleep, is less vivid and more peaceful.

A few seconds later, Li Qiao's eyelashes trembled, and the gaze from above caused her to be alert.

She opened her eyes, her gaze curled into a blur, and she ran into Shang Yu's deeply smiling gaze when she raised her head.

"Um..." Li Qiao got up from the table lazily, and when she tilted her head, she knocked her forehead into the man's arms. "The meeting is over?"

Shang Yu's generous palm embraced her shoulders, and looked down at the small head that was rubbing in his arms. His voice was magnetic and gentle, "I've been waiting."

Li Qiao, who had just woke up, was still not sober.

Especially the continuous sunset glow outside the window, reflected in the office, softened the black and white decoration style, and made people drowsy.

Li Qiao was buried in his arms, his forehead rubbed against him, his breath was full of ebony fragrance on his body, a very solid feeling.

Slowly, she raised her head, looked at Shang Yu's handsome face, and smiled lightly, "Yan Ye, I'm hungry."

"What do you want to eat?" At this moment, the man took a step back, propped her chair armrest with one hand, bent down and looked at Li Qiao.

The cheeks of the two were close at hand, and Li Qiao blinked. As her eyes wandered, she accidentally landed on Shang Yu's shirt collar.

The action of his bending over caused the collar to open, and the wheat-colored chest and **** collarbone unexpectedly came into view.

Li Qiao found that the shape of Shang Yu's collarbone was really beautiful.

Good to see... She touched it carelessly.

Inexplicably want to try, what does the smooth arc of the collarbone feel like.

Then, his hand was caught, "What are you doing? Huh?"

The man squinted his eyes and opened his voice in a low voice. The soft ending tone made Li Qiao's eyelids jump.

She regained her senses, looked at her grasped fingers, calmly raised her eyes: "You have a piece of soot here."

At this time, Shang Yu’s lips showed a very faint smile, and he was silent for a second before turning his head and whispering in her ear, “OK? How do I remember that I haven’t smoked since the afternoon meeting.”

Li Qiao: "..." It was embarrassing.

Shang Yu chuckled, seeing her expression slightly annoyed, and a thick smile overflowing between her thin lips, he pulled up her wrist along the way, "Let's go, take you to dinner."

...

The night was like thick ink. At eight o'clock that night, Yanhuang's motorcade and a Mercedes-Benz stopped downstairs in the laboratory.

At this time, Li Qiao was held in his arms by the man, pecked her lips, and exhorted: "Get a break early and call if you have something to do."

"Okay, good night." Li Qiao touched Shang Yu's profile, smiled and pushed the door to get out of the car.

She took her car key from Liuyun and stood there watching the convoy drive away, pursing her lips, and turning around to get on the car.

But just after taking a step, Li Qiao's gaze flickered, her gaze fixed on the body of the roadside, her mouth slowly raised, "Come out."

At this moment, beside the quiet side road, a quiet footstep came from the diagonally behind Li Qiao.

She turned around casually, raised her eyebrows and fixed her eyes, but suddenly narrowed her eyes, "Why are you?"

...

On the other side, when Yanhuang's motorcade was on the way to Nanyang Residence, Liu Yun sat in the co-pilot, pondered and couldn't help but looked back and said: "Boss, in the afternoon, we received news that Shang Fu's base in Nanyang is Yashu garden."

The man leaned back in the chair lazily, opened his eyelids when he heard the sound, and raised his eyebrows while watching Liuyun, motioning him to continue.

Liu Yun understood his mind, his expression was slightly solemn, "Ms. Li also has an apartment in Yashu Garden, do you think Shang Fu..."

Liu Yun did not finish the following words, but there was a shocking chill in the carriage.

This woman, Shang Fu, would not be able to cover the sky with one hand, but she was too good at using her innate advantages to do things.

With that enchanting face and enchanting figure, there were countless men in Parma who were willing to go through fire and water for her.

To say that she is cruel is not alarmist.

Because of the explosion of Shanglu's yacht some time ago, the investigation results showed that it was related to her.

Shang Yu closed his eyes shallowly, and after a period of silence, he said with a grim face: "Go and say hello to Academician Jiang, arrange some manpower in the laboratory to protect her secretly."

"Yes, boss." Liu Yun lifted his spirits and answered very happily.

He knew that the boss would not let Miss Li leave.

Although they all believed that Miss Li was outstanding, they had no choice but to guard against a woman like Shang Fu who did everything.

　The next time is about 6 pm, I have been waiting for a long time.

(End of this chapter)