Outright Favoritism

  Chapter 908 I'm sorry for not having a son

  Nan Yu flashed her eyes, and said ‘ah’, "He accidentally said that he missed his mouth."

  Actually, she went to Li's house to find Li San after finishing her work this morning.

   Touched his bedroom in a familiar way, but he didn't know how to push the door.

  Later, she found Li San, who had just woken up, in the guest room. After several questions, she knew the whole story.

  Nan Yu almost thought that the dignified border boss was a man and a princess.

  At this time, Li Qiao smiled with her lips bent, and did not ask much. She opened the gift box and looked down, supporting her forehead to become silent.

   Nan Ying smiled and leaned over, "How about it, do you like it?"

  Li Qiao poked the golden rattle inside. The workmanship is not particularly elegant, and the style is very simple, but it can’t stand that it is solid.

  Nan Yu touched the rattle, "Time is too tight. I will let the master at Jindian do it temporarily. Don't dislike it. When our son grows up, I will buy him a bigger one."

  Li Qiao tentatively picked up the rattle, and the two small bells made a crisp ding-dong sound.

  With this weight of rattle, it is estimated that the little cub will not be able to pick it up before one year old.

  To say less, there are also two hundred grams.

   "Thanks." Li Qiao put the rattle back in the gift box and raised her eyelids, "Who told you that it was a son?"

  Nan Yu raised her eyebrows and raised her chin towards the smoking area pretentiously, "It's a matter of course? Just the physique of your family's Yan Ye. Isn't he worthy of not having a son?"

  Li Qiao: "..."

  Shang Yu, the party concerned, doesn’t think so...

  ……

   About twenty minutes later, Shi Luo came.

  Not only oneself, but also a kind-faced little milk dog.

  Li Qiao has seen it, it seems to be her driver.

  Siluo wears knee-length fur and a pair of short boots under her feet, which outlines the slender legs.

  She stood in the hall and looked around, and when she saw Li Qiao, she walked slowly with her milk dog, "I’m not late, am I?"

  Li Qiao shook her head slightly, and then introduced: "Nan Yu, Xi Luo."

  Nan Yu and Shi Luo nodded to each other, because they were not familiar with each other, they both had a clear sense of distance.

  In a blink of an eye, the private banquet hall came again.

  Zong Zhan, Yin Mo and Jin Rong entered the house one after another.

  Siluo caught a glimpse of Zong Zhan and sneered silently. Without looking away, she picked up a fork and forked a piece of cake to the little milk dog’s mouth, "Open your mouth."

  The milk dog twisted his eyebrows in disgust, "Sister..."

   "What do you call me?" Shi Luo gave him a warning, and the milk dog immediately changed his name, "Boss, can I not eat?"

  Siluo didn't care about the three-seven-ones, she noticed Zong Zhan's eyes, and quickly pinched the milk dog's cheeks and stuffed the cake into his mouth.

  He behaved very rudely, but his tone was very gentle, "Be good, eat more."

  Milk dog: "..."

  There is a fine-seated sister-in-law who is so **** **** life.

  On the other side, Yin Mo wears a mask on her face, a piece of ordinary black cotton clothes and jeans, and she has broken hair hanging from her forehead, which is a little different from her usual capable image and is obviously disguised.

  Under Jin Rong’s guidance, she walked slowly to Li Qiao’s side. The moment she took off her mask, Nan Yu exclaimed, "Yin Er?"

   Yin Mo's expression was filled with a bright smile, "Sister Yu..."

   "Come here, let me have a good look."

  Nan Yu’s expression of surprise was mixed with excitement, thinking that they had also been born and died together.

  If Yin Mo did not leave the border, the title of Border Fire Rose would never be her turn.

  At the same time, Jin Rong has already walked towards the smoking area, while Zong Zhan is half a step behind, looking at Xi Luo and the little milk dog with complicated eyes.

  She really did what she said.

   On the same day, he returned her passport to Silo in Myanmar. He thought it was her way of retreat, but he never thought that she really disappeared into his world.

  Zong Zhan looked at Xi Luo deeply, turned his head and followed Jin Rong's pace.

  After a while, the little milk dog went to the bathroom with an excuse.

  Li Qiao glanced at her back, supported her chin and looked to the opposite side, "Boyfriend?"

   Shi Luo chuckled lightly and confidently, "Male nephew."

   "Brought here on purpose?" Li Qiao tried to figure out the intention of attending Luo after a little thought, and her eyes were full of joking.

   Seeing this, Silo dropped the small fork in her hand, leaned on the back of the chair and wrapped her hands around her chest, "Of course, my nephew and bodyguard, defend yourself."

  She can’t reason with the dog. The last time she was kissed by Zong Zhan in the car is still fresh.

   Silo couldn't beat him, so she simply... took her nephew over to join her head. As for other careful thoughts, Silo was too lazy to explain.

  Almost everyone arrived, and Li San greeted the waiter to start serving dishes.

  In the center of the banquet hall is a banquet table capable of accommodating twenty people.

  If there are outsiders present, you will be surprised by the specifications of this ordinary party.

  Man is handsome and outstanding, while woman is slender and beautiful.

  Also, just pull out one of them, they are all the giants who dominate one side.

  Everyone took their seats one by one, Shang Yu and Li Qiao were at the top, and Yin Mo was arranged next to Li Qiao.

  Li San glanced at the time, raised his eyes and looked around only to find that there were fewer people, "He..."

  Before speaking, the heavy double wooden doors of the private banquet hall were opened.

  Everyone followed the sound and saw He Chen wearing a dark blue windbreaker with one hand in his pocket and walking in lazily.

   Surprisingly, he was also followed by a charming girl who was not very old, but with great charm.

"I'm late?"

  He Chen raised his eyebrows frivolously as he walked, while the female companion next to him held his arm intimately, facing the table full of handsome men and women, behaving very calmly, without showing any timidity.

  Li San and He Chen are not familiar, but they have heard of each other's deeds.

   "It's not too late, the time is just right." He stood up to greet each other, the two shook hands, and their eyes fell on the female partner: "This is a female..." Friend.

  He Chen did not answer, but raised his hand and patted Li San on the shoulder, and then took the female companion to the empty seat and sat down.

  He didn’t seem to be ready to introduce more, and the female companion also cleverly called out one by one, “Yan Ye, Rong Ye, San Ye...”

  Oh, it turned out to be an acquaintance.

  It’s probably not the first time that the female companion can call out several people’s names calmly.

  The atmosphere in front of the table is a bit subtle.

   Yin Mo's gaze deliberately avoided He Chen, trying to avoid the interaction between him and his female partner as much as possible.

  He left at night that night, and she knew he would not come again.

fair enough.

  Yin Mo's personality is warm, and the tolerance of the Childman family all the year round made her not good at expressing her thoughts.

  Perhaps, only she knew that the tightly curled fingertips under the table stabbed the flesh of her palm.

  In just a few seconds, the back of Yin Mo's hand heated up.

  She regained her senses and looked down quietly. It was Li Qiao who held her hand.

   Yin Mo pulled a smile at the corner of her mouth, spread her five fingers and grabbed her palm.

  From beginning to end, Li Qiao did not look at her, in case she was noticed.

  (End of this chapter)