Chapter 533: You lost this round

Chapter 533 You lost this round
Two major events happened this night.
In the sixth round, Shen Qingye was assassinated at his door, shot in the chest, and was still rescued in the hospital.
Xia Siyu, a daughter of Huanxia Pharmaceutical, suffered a car accident in Yuncheng and injured his head. After seven hours of rescue, he still did not wake up.
When Li Qiao received these two messages, it was 4:30 in the morning British time.
She didn't know how long she had slept, and when she woke up suddenly she was in a daze.
The room was dim, the tentacles of the mattress beside him were slightly cool, and the man was not there.
She sat up with her forehead supported, feeling a little uneasy.
What's more, a dark room can always amplify uneasy emotions.
Li Qiao sat for a while, frowned and picked up the phone from the bedside table, only to find that the screen was dark and dead.
She lifted the quilt and wrapped her bathrobe, found the charging cable and plugged it in. When she turned it on, there were many messages and missed calls lying on the screen.
Ten minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the bedroom blankly.
Open the door and smell the strong smell of smoke in the air.
It was still dark, and there was a long back in front of the window, and the cigarettes on the fingertips still exuded bright light.
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind him, the man turned around in his nightgown, "Why did you wake up?"
"There was an accident between Shen Qingye and Xia Xia." She said calmly, only those eyes were full of waves.
Shang Yu frowned his thick eyebrows, squinted and raised his hand to touch the hair scattered behind her back, "Want to go back?"
Li Qiao gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "Well...I'm going back."
If something happens alone, she can be treated as an accident.
But if Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu had an accident on the same day and night, it cannot be defined as a coincidence.
In the living room, only the cigarette in the man's hand exuded a faint light.
The night outside the window is the darkest hour before dawn.
They were close to each other, but they couldn't see each other's expressions.
In the silence, a bit of depression spread.
Li Qiao stepped forward, crashed into his arms, and whispered on the side of his neck, "I have arranged a plane and will leave for China in an hour."
"I'll accompany you." Shang Yu bowed his head and kissed the top of her head, deep eyes intertwined with harsh and cold expressions.
His voice fell short, and Li Qiao continued his last word, shaking her head and declined, "No, I will answer it myself."
She refused too quickly, even a little anxious.
The man's body shook for a moment, very subtle, but Li Qiao still caught something easily.
She crossed Shang Yu's waistline with her hands, and the moment she hugged her tightly, she said softly: "You can't go back after you have handled the matter here. I don't want to go back to Nanyang, I have to go to Yuncheng."
The frequency of the man's Adam's apple was chaotic, and it was a long time before he left a word, "Okay."
A few minutes later, Li Qiao walked out of the Royal Hotel, bowed into the car, her breath suddenly changed.
She turned on the phone and looked at the information on it, her eyes full of anger.
This is a text message sent from a blank number, with a few words but a huge amount of information: a man who does not want you to come to the British Empire is not surprised what he does.
When Li Qiao saw the content of this message in the bedroom, she just learned that Shen Qingye and Xia Siyu had an accident.
If she loses her mind, it is not ruled out that she will be suspicious of business depression because of this meaningful text message.
After all, he seemed to have prevented her from coming to the British Empire either intentionally or unintentionally.
It's a pity that she is still calm, and this kind of instigation is useless to her.
She refused Shang Yu's because she needed time to sort out her mind, not because of doubt.
...
An hour later, dawn broke, Li Qiao boarded the plane, and Zong Yue followed her on the return journey with her yawning.
She was temporarily awakened by the hotel staff and asked her to pack her luggage as soon as possible. The hotel will arrange a vehicle to take her to the airport.
Zong Yue was still at a loss until he got on the plane.
Seeing Li Qiao sitting by the porthole expressionlessly, she had the indifferent aura of indifference that no one else would get near, and she did not dare to bother.
Maybe there is something important in the country.
After the plane took off, the morning light broke through the clouds and fog over the Port of London, and a few rays of sunlight leaked out of the clouds, driving away the darkness before dawn.
At this time, Shang Yu was still standing in front of the window, the ashtray was full of cigarette butts.
The sudden vibration broke the silence in the room.
He looked at the caller ID and swiped to answer after three seconds.
The man did not speak, and the person at the other end remained silent.
For an unknown period of time, the other party’s gentle and nice voice came with a light smile, "Shang Shaoyan, you lost this round."
Shang Yu raised his eyelids inch by inch, his eyes deep as the sea, his dumb voice was cold and shady, "Is it?"
"Heh." The man at the other end tapped the table rhythmically, with a gentle tone like an old friend recounting the past, "You try your best to prevent her from coming to the British Emperor, but the result is all useless.
As soon as I made the move, she went back without hesitation.
You said, are you inferior to humans? "
After a brief silence, Shang Yu held a cigarette to his lips. After exhaling a faint mist, he curled his lips coldly, "You are not afraid that I will tell her."
"What are you afraid of?" The other party stopped the act of knocking on the table, and smiled more gently, "Do you think she will believe if you say it?
I know her better than you, and I know her weakness better than you.
Now, I've helped you get her away. I haven't seen you for many years, and it's time to "remember the old" in the British Emperor. "
When the words fell, the phone was cut off.
Shang Yu lowered his arms and looked out the window deeply, his handsome face was already tight to the extreme.
The light in his eyes became darker and darker, his thin lips pursed white, and his fingers pressed the phone hard.
Within half a minute, another phone call came in.
The words Madam Xiao came into view.
Shang Yu did not answer, and let the phone hang up automatically.
And his powerful force abruptly squeezed the phone into shape, the screen fragments pierced his palm, and blood stains also wandered down his fingertips.
...
Eight hours later, at 9 pm domestic time, Yuncheng.
Immediately before Li Qiao left the cabin, she asked Zong Yue to wait on the plane, and an hour later, she would take off again to send her back to Nanyang.
Zong Yue nodded hurriedly, and urged her to leave quickly, for fear of delaying major events.
When Li Qiao got out of the cabin and stepped down the gangway, he dialed the number of Su Laosi.
"how is he?"
In fact, it was not only her who left from the British Emperor, but also Su Moshi.
She chose to come to Yuncheng to see Xia Xia, while Su Laoshi went to Aida to see Shen Qingye.
He is a master surgeon. Shen Qingye was shot in the heart and he could cure it.
At this time, Old Su took off his surgical gown as he walked around, and his voice was a little tired, "Fortunately, the bullet has been taken out, and it hasn't hit the heart of the heart by one centimeter.
Just sent to the intensive care unit, I will tell you when he wakes up. How is Xia Laowu? "
Li Qiao bent over and sat in the back seat, "I just landed, now I am going to the hospital."
Su Moshi rubbed his forehead and calmly said, "If you want to start, it's normal for the two of them to be enemies. Don't put too much pressure on yourself until the matter is investigated."
(End of this chapter)