Outright Favoritism

Chapter 61 She is different from you

Li Qiao looked at the yellow ceiling above her head, her eyes were slightly red, and her tone was low: "I dreamed of him last night..."

"Hey..." Zhong Jiugong sighed softly, did not say anything more, but took out a notepad from his pocket and looked at the latest schedule. "There is a funeral ceremony held on Saturday in Nanyangshan Funeral Parlour. , You come together."

"Thank you teacher." Li Qiao's voice was hoarse and dull.

The sudden backlog of emotions made her desperately in need of a cathartic outlet.

The funeral ceremony is her self-seeking way of atonement.

Because, this is the last decentness of the deceased, and it is also the decentness that Huizi never got when he died because of her.

...

Not long after, the door of the conference room was knocked, and a handsome and handsome young man pushed in.

When he saw Li Qiao at first sight, his face was immediately happy, "Xiao Li, you are here!"

Li Qiao raised her head from the back of her chair, and nodded lightly, "Senior Brother."

"Mo Qi, Xiaoli will go with us at the ceremony at Nanyang Mountain on Saturday. When you prepare something, remember to prepare three copies."

Hearing the sound, Mo Qi looked stunned, and his eyes looked at Li Qiao a little bit more surprised, "Xiao Li also go? Then..."

"Nothing else, I'll leave first." Li Qiao said, standing up, and after saying goodbye to Zhong Jiugong, she left the reception room.

Mo Qi stood there looking at her back when she went out, and said worriedly: "Teacher, are you really planning to let Xiaoli go with us? Didn't you say before..."

At this time, Zhong Jiugong raised his hand to interrupt Mo Qi's words, looking far away, "She is different from you. You learn funeral management as a funeral director for high-paying employment, and she does this only to release her emotions. This time... …Just leave it to her."

Mo Qi pursed his lips and said nothing, but his expression was not as indifferent as before.

...

On the streets of the old city, Li Qiao walked out of the association and did not leave in a hurry. She paced slowly along the sidewalk with gray tiles and brick walls, her expression cold.

Suddenly, someone behind her called her, "Xiao Li--"

Li Qiao stopped, rubbing her sweater hood on her cheek and looked back at her blankly.

The person here is Mo Qi.

He walked quickly along the wall, and when he stood in front of Li Qiao, he took a sigh of relief and said, "I forgot to give this to you just now."

Li Qiao looked down and saw that it was a small half-palm-sized kit, flushed red and embroidered with the word "peace" with gold thread.

She didn't answer, and asked, "What is it?"

Mo Qi scratched his head, with obvious tension deep in his warm eyebrows: "I went to the Buddhist academy with my teacher some time ago. At that time, I asked for two peace symbols, one for you and one for the teacher."

Li Qiao raised her eyes to look at him, still did not answer, her tone was flat, "I don't need it, you can keep it for yourself."

"Don't, I asked for you and the teacher specially. I keep it and it won't work." Mo Qi said and passed it forward, as if worried that Li Qiao would refuse again, he suggested: "If you feel embarrassed , Or... you buy me a cup of milk tea as a courtesy. You see, the opposite is a milk tea shop."

Speaking of this, Li Qiao couldn't shirk anymore.

She took the little kit and stuffed it into her pocket. The two walked side by side across the street.

At the same time, just a few meters away from the roadside of the milk tea shop, the heavy windows of a black business car slowly dropped in half.

The glass of the window is very thick. If you look closely, you will find that the entire car is a specially customized bulletproof commercial vehicle.

"Master, it's Miss Li!"

The driver who drove passed Li Qiao several times and recognized her at a glance.

　Don't rush, four changes will start tomorrow at 0 o'clock...

(End of this chapter)