Outright Favoritism

Chapter 396 is an ancestor in this look

The croupier was forcibly taken away, unwilling and frightened.

She understood very well what He Chen meant by "abolished".

She was dragged out of the door by the bodyguard, no matter how she begged, the other party turned on deaf ears.

until--

"Brother Yong, Brother Yong... Save me."

The bodyguard, A Yong, went to find a doctor for He Ao just now, and when he came back, he saw the pure dealer being taken out.

He simply asked the reason, only to realize that she had offended the distinguished guest.

The pure croupier looked at A Yong pitifully, trying to impress him with his beauty.

Then, A Yong leaned down and said in a cold voice that made her extremely desperate: "You have offended Nanyang Shang Shaoyan, still want to live?"

Nanyang Shang Shaoyan...

This name is too remote and unfamiliar to the croupier.

But between exhales and breaths, she remembered those rumors.

It turned out that the man in the black shirt was indeed honorable, but she did not expect that it was Nanyang Shang Shaoyan.

The croupier stared at A Yong in a daze, only feeling that her eyes were covered by the boundless darkness, and she was soon taken away without where she was going.

Later, no one saw the innocent croupier in the Portuguese Silver Underground Casino, as if she had never appeared before.

...

Late at night, the VIP room of the Portuguese Silver Underground Casino is still overcrowded.

In front of the second-floor platform, He Chen leaned against the railing, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, drinking while watching the tall and handsome man beside him, "Did you act just now or really want to break Lao Tzu's hand?"

At this time, Shang Yu stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes fell near the account desk downstairs, and he turned his head deeply when he heard He Chen's question, "There is another time, you try."

He Chen: "..."

I understand, he really wanted to break his hand just now!

He Chen licked his back teeth, and threw the mineral water bottle into the trash can in the corner, "You're so **** good, you want to turn against Lao Tzu for a woman, do you like her so much?"

He didn't quite understand why Shang Shaoyan, a cold-hearted man, suddenly had such a strong emotional destination.

In Nanyang these years, there are countless women around who have shown good faith to them.

Especially for a man with the status and status of Shang Shaoyan, even if he is low-key enough, his cold height and temperament are mixed with cold masculine charm, which makes women crazy.

But he has a natural indifference to women, the root of which probably comes from his mother's influence.

He Chen thought he was the person who knew Shang Shaoyan best in the world, but he did not expect that he had already loved so deeply when he came back after six months of going out.

Shang Yu's eyebrows were locked tightly against the figure downstairs, his thin lips curled, and his expression was high and deep warning, "Well, so, don't mess with her."

He Chen stopped looking at him for three seconds, pursed his lips and turned his face away, and snorted, "Is it true that I am hungry?"

He didn't like Li Qiao, at most he was amazed by her face.

He Chen likes women who are **** and full of charm.

In his eyes, Li Qiao was too deserted, except for her face, she couldn't attract his desires at all.

For women, it’s enough to warm the bed. As for those affections, there is no use for them except to increase the emotional burden.

...

A few minutes later, Li Qiao returned to the second floor from the account desk. She came to Shang Yu's side by herself, lazily, lacking energy.

He Chen looked at her up and down, curling his lips. He looked like an ancestor, and he didn't know what Shaoyan liked her.

Shang Yu grabbed her waist and pulled it into his arms, gave He Chen a look, and led Luo Yu and others to the special passage.

He Chen stood at the back door and watched the convoy leave, with a trace of playfulness between Junyi's frivolous eyebrows.

When the convoy moved away, he turned around and saw his subordinate A Yong strode towards him, his expression still a bit weird.

He came to He Chen and hurriedly said: "Brother Chen, the account said that Miss Li returned all the chips."

He Chen looked at A Yong with the same stupid eyes, "Are you here to talk nonsense with Lao Tzu? What's so strange about her having a bargaining chip? Otherwise, would you let her go home with 400 million chips to pile up the wood?"

He Chen got angry when he talked about it.

He originally wanted to win hundreds of millions from Shang Shaoyan's pocket.

In the end, not only didn't win, but he took two hundred million in.

Hearing this, A Yong shrank his neck and explained cautiously: "Brother Chen, I mean, that Miss Li returned the chips to the counter, but didn't make the money."

He Chen was curious, "She forgot to take it?"

A Yong shook his head, recalling what the account said before, and truthfully relayed it.

Although Li Qiao won He Chen, she did not take the money. When she returned the chips to the counter, she said: Your boss’s reward.

The account was unknown, and he didn't dare to call the shots without authorization, so he reported to A Yong for him to deal with.

"Remuneration..." He Chen chewed on these two words, raised his narrow eyebrows, and once again looked in the direction of the convoy.

Those gambling money, if he guessed correctly, it should be Li Qiao.

Because she never asked Shaoyan for money from beginning to end.

So, this is his reward for releasing the egret back?

He Chen touched his chin and sighed thoughtfully: "This woman is not very old, she is quite sensible."

...

Leaving from the west of the city, Li Qiao nestled in the back seat of Rolls Royce, dozing off with drooping eyelids.

Suddenly, as soon as the waistline was tight, she was caught in Shang Yu's arms.

The familiar breath enveloped her, making her feel at ease for a while, stretched her eyebrows to find a comfortable position and continued to sleep lightly.

About half an hour later, the convoy drove into Nanyang Mountain.

Li Qiao half-closed his eyes and looked out the window, then turned to look at the man beside him, "I have to go to the laboratory tomorrow."

Shang Yu tilted his head to look at her, and gently stroked her waist with his palm, "Isn't he hurt? Ask for leave tomorrow."

Li Qiao: "..."

It seems reasonable.

When she returned to the mansion, Shang Yu took her into the living room, and Luo Yu also delivered the medicine box with comprehension.

The living room was brightly lit, and the dark night outside the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Li Qiao watched the man take out the green gourd bottle from the medicine box and swallowed her throat. Before speaking, she heard the sound of the automatic roller coming from the window.

She turned her head and saw that the blackout curtains were slowly descending.

Is this going to give her medicine in the living room?

Right now, Shang Yu held the medicine in his hand and hung his head, a few strands of broken hair slipped from the top of his head, covering his eyebrows, and his profile was clear and handsome.

He unscrewed the bottle stopper, and when he turned his eyes, he ran into Li Qiao's gaze, her eyes fell, her thick eyebrows frowned, "Why don't you take off your clothes?"

"Here?" Li Qiao asked in surprise.

There are so many bodyguards going back and forth in this mansion, even in the living room, people will occasionally pass by.

Shang Yu looked at her carefully, his lips curled up, "Shy?"

Li Qiao glanced at him lightly, clutching the corners of the T-shirt with her fingers, and said, "Is this a question of not being shy? There will be bodyguards..."

(End of this chapter)