Outright Favoritism

Chapter 124 Yan Ye really knows how to joke

The two entered the mansion side by side. It was different from the empty and deserted one last time, probably because Shang Zonghai settled here, and bodyguards were everywhere in the mansion.

Li Qiao patrolled quietly, and soon came to the living room.

Shang Zonghai put the Tai Chi sword on the black gold marble coffee table. Just after he took his seat, a bodyguard brought ginseng tea.

"Little girl, don't be too restrictive, just treat it as your own home, just sit down." Shang Zonghai raised his eyes and said to Li Qiao, blowing the heat of ginseng tea.

Li Qiao found a place to sit down, watching his nose and nose, waiting for Shang Zonghai to speak.

Even if the business owner was extremely tolerant towards her, Li Qiao did not dare to take it lightly.

Those in the upper ranks will always control the overall situation calmly, especially those like Shang Zonghai.

At this time, Shang Zonghai drank a few sips of ginseng tea, leaned over and put down the tea cup, and asked casually, "After returning home that day, did your father say anything to you?"

Li Qiao looked at him calmly, and answered like a stream: "After that, he told me that the card you gave me is a rare gold diamond card. It is very rare and has no more than ten holders in the world.

So I came here today and I want to make a special trip to thank you. I feel ashamed for such an expensive diamond card. "

After that, Li Qiao said nothing.

Shang Zonghai helped down the frame, the reflective lenses just blocked the deep meaning in his eyes, "Little girl, you are humble. Diamond cards are not rare things, they have them all.

If you have not retired, when you come to Parma, that card will also be given to you. "

This sounded nothing wrong, but Li Qiao always felt that there was an overtone.

Just at this time, Shang Yu came.

The sound of a man's footsteps is always steady and strong, and with his appearance, the smell of him is faintly floating in the living room, and there is also a faint ebony fragrance.

When Shang Yu appeared, Shang Zonghai stood up, picked up the Tai Chi sword on the table, and said, "You sit with the little girl for a while, and I will change my clothes."

"Well, the information you want is in the tea room." Shang Yu reminded him, and Shang Zonghai left the living room in response.

After all, Shang Yu walked around the coffee table with one hand, and turned his head to look at Li Qiao.

Li Qiao smiled and shook her head, "No, when I arrived, I happened to meet my uncle on the platform."

"What have you talked about?" Shang Yu sat opposite her, curling up his legs at will, always lazy in his movements.

Li Qiao also relaxed, and leaned her head up on the sofa and smiled lightly, "Nothing to talk about, you are here before you start talking."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu's vision was slightly scorched, with a bit of contemplative distance, he curled his lips in a pretentious manner: "It seems that it is not the right time for me to appear."

"I didn't mean that..." Li Qiao glanced at him quietly, caught the ridicule in the man's deep eyes, and couldn't help but curl her lips. "Yan Ye can really make a joke."

The man said nothing, but the low laughter overflowed from his thin lips, softening the handsome and arrogant outline.

Not long after, Shang Zonghai went and returned.

He took off his Tai Chi suit and changed into cotton and linen casual clothes, without the majesty of accumulating power, and more gentleness of the elders, "Little girl, if you don't like me being long-winded, how about having breakfast with me?"

Just as Li Qiao was about to get up, the opposite Shang Yu squinted at him, lowered his head and lit his cigarette, and said: "You always said that you can't talk about food and sleep, and it's never too late to talk after dinner."

Shang Zonghai squinted, "If you don't accompany me to dinner, you can even care about her?"

Shang Yu nodded with Cigarette, completely unafraid of Shang Zonghai's pretentious sullenness, "You take your time, I will take her out for a walk first."

Shang Zonghai: "..."

After the two of them left, Shang Zonghai's feigned expression gradually faded, instead he looked at the direction they were leaving, and sighed faintly.

(End of this chapter)