Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 888

  Li Qiao lazily raised her eyelids, and stared at Shi Luo in the video, "Are you...in the sky?"

   Silo: "..." God is **** heaven.

  She flipped the camera and aimed at the night outside the car, "Ferris wheel!"

   "Oh." Li Qiao replied and continued the previous topic, "Everyone has been killed, killing a dog is nothing."

Silo turned back to the front camera and echoed, "Yes, yes, even if the city slaughter in your family is nothing. But the problem now is that he has the title of archbishop. These things can be done secretly. Absolutely not allowed.

  What do you think, and are there any good countermeasures? If not, I have to hang up. "

  Li Qiaoyun was light and breezy, "What anxious."

"You nonsense, can I not be in a hurry?" Silo is still wearing hot pants, her slender leg is on the armrest on the side of the car, "If this matter is not resolved, all the staff on the archbishop's side will be implicated. , I bear the brunt."

  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows without a smile, "Not so much."

  Siluo squinted thoughtfully, and shook her mobile phone, "Look at you like this, is there a countermeasure?"

   "Well, that's it."

  Li Qiao supported her chin with one hand, revealing an intriguing faint smile.

   Silo didn’t understand, and was too lazy to delve into it. She turned her head and looked down at the night view under the Ferris wheel, and sighed softly, “This trick is too shameful, and I don’t know who to learn from...”

  Siluo stopped speaking before the voice was over.

  This trick is not only for negative loss, but also very familiar.

  Li Qiao has been using the British Emperor Times to export the scandal of the Childman family to the public for a while.

  Siluo curled her lips and looked back at the screen, "Okay, I don't think you are affected at all. Fortunately, my brother that stupid is still anxious for you, hang up."

  The two hung up the phone, Li Qiao slowly stretched her eyebrows, glanced at the time, it was already half past twelve in the night.

  She turned off the computer and walked out of the laboratory. The mansion immersed in the night seemed extremely quiet.

  Li Qiao just returned to the living room when Bai Yan called again.

  The incident of Shangyu had a great influence on the British emperor's homeland. It was daytime over there, and public opinion was fermenting extremely fast.

   On the phone, Bai Yan breathed a sigh of relief, his voice hoarse, "What's the matter? This kind of news can also be sent, the Xiao family is out of skill?"

   "Who knows." Li Qiao casually leaned on the armrest of the sofa, bowed her head and tied her dressing gown, and couldn't help but yawn.

  Bai Yan was silent for a few seconds, "What do you want to do? I have checked it. It is a message from the Global News Agency. There is no clear evidence yet, and it is estimated that there is a future player."

  Li Qiao looked up, blinked, and smiled faintly, "Maybe or not."

"speak English."

   Li Qiao lip, "If it’s you, would you come out and make a stunt with something that has no evidence?"

  Bai Yan thought without hesitation, "That's something stupid can do."

   "So, this is not dead and unmatched." Li Qiao folded her legs, and the old **** said to the ground: "He wants to kill two birds with one stone, so he will try."

  Bai Yan sneered coldly, "The first bird is your Yan Ye, who is the second?"

   "Ming Dailan."

  Li Qiao cleared her throat. It may be that the phone call was too long and her throat was a bit dry. She got up and poured water and warned Bai Yan, "You don't take action, just wait and see what happens."

  Bai Yan sullen his face and muttered: "Still watching the changes? If Shang Shaoyan's reputation is ruined, I will definitely ask you for compensation."

   "He has a much better reputation than you."

  Bai Yan listened to the disconnection prompt on the phone, cursed a sentence, touched a cigarette from the bed, and couldn't help but start to reflect. His reputation is worse than Shang Shaoyan?

  Blind **** bullshit.

  ……

  At one point in the night, Li Qiao appeared downstairs at Yanhuang's headquarters.

  She got out of the car and stepped on the thin snow on the ground. When she looked up, a few snowflakes fell with the wind and it snowed again.

  Li Qiao came by herself, because Luoyu went out in the evening.

  She looked at the brightly lit Yanhuang Building, and just about to raise her foot to walk in, a bunch of car lights just lit up at the exit of the parking lot next to it.

  Li Qiao paused, listening to the engine car from far and near, standing in the snow and staring intently.

  The commercial vehicle drove out slowly. Xu Ye saw Li Qiao, and the body stopped suddenly, sliding out deep ruts in the snow.

  The automatic door opened, and Shang Yu leaned out, all in ink.

  Under the street lamp, the snowflakes fell into mottled broken shadows.

  Shang Yu put on a coat and strode towards Li Qiao, "When did you come? Why not sleep well at home?"

  A few snowflakes hung on Li Qiao’s head, smiled slightly, and asked, "Just finished?"

  The man made a gesture to take off the coat on his shoulders, but Li Qiao held on to his movements, "It's not cold."

  "Come to me specifically?" Shang Yu brushed the snow flakes on the tips of her hair. The color of the pupils was very dark, and it was a thick consistency that could not be turned on even if the light melted.

  Li Qiao pulled down his hand and glanced at the empty road in front of him, "It's snowing, walk with me?"

  Shang Yu lifted his thin lips, a little helpless loomed in the bottom of his eyes, "I didn't sleep at night, just to go for a walk?"

   "This is fun." Li Qiao took his hand, the joints crossed his fingers and interlocked ten fingers, "Let's go."

  Shang Yu has always had no bottom line to indulge her. Fortunately, it is snowy and not cold.

  Street lights stretched their silhouettes obliquely, snow fell, and commercial vehicles and Mercedes-Benz cars followed them at low speeds to **** them.

  The two walked quietly for a few meters. Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu sideways and slowed down, "Is the matter finished?"

  The man clasped her five fingers, his lip curled and his eyelashes drooped, "Well, almost."

  Li Qiao observed his handsome face without blinking, still sharp, wild and unruly, and seemed unaffected.

  Perhaps her gaze was too hot, the man turned sideways to her, his lips curled up with a faint smile, "Why look at me like that?"

  A piece of snow fell on Li Qiao’s eyelashes. She blinked and raised her eyebrows arbitrarily, "See if you will be affected."

  Even though the influence of Ming Dailan on Shangyu is not as good as before, it does not mean that there is no such thing.

  It takes an opportunity to completely untie the knots of many years.

  This time, it happened to be the beginning.

  Shang Yu lowered his eyes to face her, the arc of his lips gradually deepened, "News of the British Emperor?"

   "Yeah." Li Qiao faced his question directly, every word Zhuji, "What happened back then has nothing to do with you."

  Next, she concisely told the truth about eleven years ago.

  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, filling in their footprints along the way.

Shang Yu was silent for a long time, with dark shadows in his eyes.

  He slid his Adam’s apple, took her hand to his lips and lowered his head and kissed him, "No one can influence me except you."

  Li Qiao thought, and the gurgling heat spread across her limbs. She turned her face away and was silent for two seconds before pulling her lips and saying, "Why don't you go home? Carrying out the scandal behind me?"

  At this time, Shang Yu pulled her face with warm fingers, his lips filled with laughter, "Think I am dealing with the British Emperor?"

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  (End of this chapter)