Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 885 Shang Yu is silent

  Si Luo knows current affairs and knows how to stop losses in time.

  Zong Zhan's smoking action stopped, and looked at her faintly, "Two Qings?"

   "Yeah." Silo looked at the road with her cigarette in her head. "The previous holiday was considered a misunderstanding. Return my passport and I will be a passerby in the future."

   "Say what you say?" Zong Zhan was a little unbelievable, and entanglement arose deep in his heart.

   Xi Luo pursed her lips, retracted her gaze to meet Zong Zhan’s eyes, "Need me to swear a poisonous oath?"

  Zong Zhan frowned, a little irritable inexplicably.

  What he did just now really offended her, but the woman died.

  Zong Zhan suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, took out the passport from his trouser pocket and handed it over, Xi Luo turned over in his hand, turned around and got out of the car and left.

   is like a rascal who lifts his pants and refuses to recognize people.

  ...

  On the other side, ten o'clock at night.

  Li Qiao and Shang Yu came to the study, and the programming to extract the return code was completed. The two sat at the table, watching the automatic extraction program continuously decipher the content of the return code, and occasionally chatted a few words.

  The content of the first quartz storage piece has been transformed into text. Li Qiao scrolled the mouse and looked at the string of account numbers and passwords, "This is... a stock account?"

  Shang Yu folded his legs lazily and lowered his eyelashes, "Try landing?"

  Li Qiao glanced at him, "There are almost 20 accounts, how much memory does the storage chip have?"

   "No more than 20MB." The man twisted up the quartz storage piece on the table, and gently rubbed his thumb twice, "It was invented too early, and storage space is limited."

  Li Qiao lip, put the extraction program to run in the background, opened the webpage and tried to enter the account and password extracted from the memory chip.

   is indeed a stock account, which is the same as the previous account in "The Autobiography of the Stock God". It is still receiving accounts continuously, and the amount in it exceeds one billion.

  At the beginning, Shang Zonghai said that the account in "The Autobiography of the Stock God" was specially left to her by Jing Yilan, and that was only a small part of all her wealth.

  Li Qiao entered the remaining seventeen accounts and passwords one after another, only three accounts were terminated due to the delisting of the selected stocks, and the other accounts were all normal.

  Moreover, each account only holds one stock.

  Not long, the contents of the second and third quartz plates were cracked, and they were two files.

  Li Qiao opened it and looked at her suddenly, "Sure enough, they are all dead."

  Probably because of the limited space of the quartz storage chip, the members of the Paul Taylor Childman family are divided into two tables.

  What is rare is that there are also photos and brief introductions of important members. There are more than 20 ducal family members and more than 30 collateral relatives.

  At this time, Shang Yu leaned against the armrest, a trace of petting appeared in the bottom of his deep eyes, "Have you checked it?"

  Li Qiao logged in to her mailbox, and opened the file that Little Mouse had previously sent her.

She raised her chin and explained, "The person Xiao Hongdao shot and killed under surveillance on August 12, I checked through the information file of the British Imperial Statistics Bureau, and all the clues pointed to a person named Wei Sting’s people."

  Li Qiao manipulated the mouse, shaking twice on the two documents extracted from the quartz plate, “Paul Taylor is a junior from an uncle’s family, named Westin Childman.”

  The Xiao family is really ruthless. It has won the duke family with top honors, and even the side branches have not been let go, and the future troubles will be eliminated forever.

  Xiao Hongdao’s father, Xiao Zu, eliminated everyone in the Duke’s Mansion.

  But after Xiao Hongdao's position became stable, he shot out all the uncle's side branches.

  After fifty or sixty years of baptism and the Xiao family’s keeping a low profile for many years, if there is no such evidence left by Jing Yilan, the world would never know that the current Duke’s family is not worthy of the truth.

  Thirty years ago, the raging mad cow disease plague of the British Emperor became the best time for Xiao Hongdao to take action to exterminate the race.

  Li Qiao held her forehead, and it was hard to imagine how the Xiao family enjoyed the Duke’s glory with peace of mind over the years.

  With the sound of ticking, the contents of the last two quartz storage pieces were deciphered.

   is a photo, a video, and an audio.

  Li Qiao did not hesitate, she opened the photo first, and her eyes froze in an instant.

  This is a black-and-white family portrait from Pamamu's family. The shooting time is also recorded in the lower right corner of the photo.

  A single photo occupies the memory of a storage film, and all the members of the Mu family are listed.

  The two old men in the middle looked kind, and the old man was still holding a little girl about two years old.

  Jing Yilan and Mu Aofan stood behind the two old people, her hands resting on the raised lower abdomen, where Li Qiao was in her fetus.

  The family who had never seen her merged in this way, and Li Qiao had mixed feelings for a while, and she couldn't tell what it was like.

  The girl in the arms of the old man should be Mo Jue.

  Li Qiao blinked, turned off the photo and took a deep breath.

   Steeply, with a heavy weight on her head, Li Qiao turned her eyes to look at Shang Yu, her dark red corners also showed that she was not so calm.

  The man touched the end of her eyebrows with his fingertips, his voice was low and magnetic, "Sad?"

  Li Qiao did not speak, pressed his palm against his face, calmed down for a few seconds, and opened the video again.

  The video is very short, less than three minutes.

   is also the first time that Li Qiao has seen Jing Yilan alive with her own eyes.

  The quality of the video is not clear, but Jing Yilan is very close to the camera. She is sitting upright, looking pregnant, and her eyebrows are exactly the same as Li Qiao.

  First she raised her eyebrows, then smiled and tilted her head, "Is it Qiaoqiao?"

  Li Qiao's throat is blocked, her eyes are intently.

  Jing Yilan has starlight in her eyes, "I am Jing Yilan. If you can see this video, it means that you have cracked the quartz storage technology, and you should also see the other things I left for you."

  At this point in the video, Jing Yilan bowed her head and paused for a few seconds, as if she had a thousand words to begin with.

  When she raised her eyes to look at the camera again, her eyes were red, and she smiled with tears, "Baby, I'm sorry, but I was born with you but couldn't walk with you.

  I believe that Brother Li will take care of you, and that you will grow up healthy and happy. If you are watching this video, remember not to cry, because everything is God’s will.

  Baby, you have to grow up and live well. The account in the quartz storage chip is all the stocks under the names of me and your father, enough for you to stay in Li’s house and live your life.

  As for other things, one day when you are strong enough, you will make it public. Otherwise, never let those things see the light of day again. "

Finally, Jing Yilan touched her pregnant belly and murmured with a smile: "By the way, mom made a marriage appointment for you in advance. Brother Shang's son, Xiao Shaoheng, I met him, a beautiful child, hope Can you like it."

  The video ends here.

  Li Qiao didn't cry, but her eyes were red, and she looked up at the ceiling, her mood fluctuated greatly.

  Shang Yu pressed her thin lips tightly, buckled the back of her neck and pulled it into her arms, and stroked her back with his palms.

  He knew that Li Qiao was a little sad, except for certain moments, she never cried.

  Of course, the man’s tight jaw line and the unpredictable fundus of the eyes faintly hide a thick discomfort.

  Because of Jing Yilan’s last words.

  Not long after, Li Qiao surrounded Shang Yu with her entire face buried in his neck, and said dullly, "Hold tight."

  The man tightened his arms graciously, and leaned his head to kiss her hair, "It's all gone, huh?"

  Li Qiao sniffed the clear and familiar smell on his body, her mood gradually calmed down, "When you were a kid...were you not beautiful?"

  Jing Yilan uses beauty to describe Shanglu. She thinks this mother who has never met may also be a face control.

  And Shang Yu was silent for a long time, and was rare in silence: "..."

  　6,000 words, ask for monthly pass~

  (End of this chapter)