Outright Favoritism

Chapter 8 Why didn't I make a wedding with you?

Li Qiao nodded slightly, put down the wine glass in her hand, and raised her chin toward the door, "Lead the way."

Bodyguard: "Please!"

...

Late at night, the parking lot of Nanyang Entertainment City is still full of luxury cars.

Men and women who indulge in love can be seen everywhere, and this city that never sleeps is a hotbed of ambiguous writing.

Li Qiao followed the bodyguards to the entrance of the entertainment city. At night, the luxury convoy with the Yanhuang Group logo was parked under the steps of the lobby.

The bodyguard took her to the vicinity of the Phantom in the middle, opened the back seat door, and gestured: "Miss Li, please get in the car."

Li Qiao stared down at the open-door carriage, with Shang Yu inside, and the dim yellow ceiling lights pouring around him, like a gold-plated light dazzling.

A document was placed on his overlapping legs, and under Li Qiao's gaze, he flipped through it and sketched it.

Until he turned to the third page, the tip of the pen paused slightly, and his low voice opened with a trace of hoarseness: "Come alone?"

Li Qiao answered unhurriedly, "Well, alone."

Tang Yiting, who is playing billiards in a private billiard hall: "?"

"Get in the car and take you home."

Li Qiao put one hand in her pocket, and the necklace with the other hand twisting the neckline shook, smiling slightly: "But I drove!"

Shang Yu didn't speak, but slowly turned his head to look at the girl who stopped outside the car.

His pupils were very deep, like an invisible abyss, with no emotion in sight.

But his eyebrows were full of fatigue, even if his expression was cold, Li Qiao felt that he seemed tired tonight.

In my heart, inexplicably softened.

Li Qiao smacked the tip of her tongue, no longer hesitating, leaned into the car, and in the man’s deep and dark sight, she went hand in hand to the car door and raised her eyebrows openly: "Then I’m in trouble, I almost forgot. I just drank alcohol."

The man took a deep look at her, looked away, and whispered, "Let's go."

...

On the first half of the road from Nanyang Entertainment City back to Li's house, only the rustle of Shang Yu writing on the paper was quiet in the carriage.

Li Qiao sat next to him, in the same posture and the same color, she looked at herself, leaning against the car door and provoking a conversation: "Master Yan, I have a question?"

The man's pen stopped again, "asked."

How indifferent!

Li Qiao pursed her lips indifferently, and fixed her gaze on the contour of the man's profile, "I want to know how my marriage with Shanglu came about!"

Shang Yu glanced at her sideways, his eyes calm, "Your father didn't tell you?"

"Well, I don't say much. I only know that the baby was settled when I was still in the womb. But Shanglu is three years older than me. Do you think this baby is a little weird?"

Li Qiao's eyes flashed slyly, and the smile at the corner of her mouth also revealed a few scattered ridicules.

Shang Yu didn't look at her, but said in two rounds: "Since you want to get rid of it, why bother about the origin."

"Well, it makes sense!" Li Qiao nodded pretentiously, staring at the man's indifferent cheek, and slowly said curiously, "Then why didn't I make a marriage with you?"

The driver in the front row was scared to pee!

The little girl is very courageous, dare to make trouble in front of Yan Ye!

As the driver did not stabilize the steering wheel, the body shook slightly.

Shang Yu's eyebrows blinked, he raised his eyes to look into the rearview mirror, and said with a warning, "Look at the road!"

"Sorry, master, not next time!"

Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu's slightly displeased look, and then looked at the driver's frightened look. Did she ask any deadly questions? How can you scare the driver like this?

　It’s a bit busy these two days, so two shifts every day are in the evening. I adjust it on weekends and put it back in the early morning.

(End of this chapter)