Chapter 749: Master Yan, do you believe me going upstairs to file a complaint?

   Chapter 749 Master Yan, do you believe me going upstairs to file a complaint?
  The next day, the morning light is faint.
  Li Qiao is still asleep, she is leaning sideways in the arms of the man, her sleeping face is peaceful, not as cold and indifferent as before.
  Shang Yu puts his arms on her body, holding his head sideways, depicting her silhouette through the dim light.
  The mobile phone placed on the bedside table turned on silently, and the man glanced at him, lowered his head and kissed Li Qiao’s cheek, lifted the thin quilt and left the bedroom.
  In the living room function area, Shi Luo leisurely sits in front of the bar and sips a small wine, occasionally smacking his lips, enjoying the aroma of the wine.
  The sound of steady footsteps came from the top of the stairs, Shi Luo shook the glass to look at, and raised her eyebrows inadvertently.
  She has seen Shang Yu several times, and she remembers that this man is cold and indomitable, always carrying the indifference and distance from strangers, always in the same black shirt and black trousers.
  Today...it's surprising.
  The man walking down the stairs in front of him, wearing a thin sweater with a dark gray V-neck, and a pair of satin black casual trousers, shows a leisurely and calm, standard home style when walking.
   Shi Luo regained her gaze, poured another glass of sake, and smiled lightly: "It's a great honor to be able to pour the archbishop."
  Shang Yu paced to the side of the bar, slumped into the high chair, with a low tone, "I came here so early to talk nonsense?"
   Shi Luo's wine glass stopped on her lips, and she turned her eyes quietly, "Master Yan, do you believe me going upstairs to file a complaint?"
  The man ignored Silo’s threat, with his arms bent over the edge of the table, his eyes dull, "Say something straight."
   "I like to deal with sensible people." Xi Luo smiled lightly, and then changed hands and took out a document from his purse. "I don't know if it's useful to you. I just saw it. I borrowed flowers to offer Buddha.
  Shang Yu opened the blue-covered document and examined it a few times, "Where did it come from?"
   "Well, I am also a secular member of the House of Lords." Shi Luo looked at the document and took a sip of wine. "Do you think this information is worth a thousand dollars?"
   suddenly used a respectful name, which was completely inconsistent with Silo's usual style.
  Shang Yu put down the information casually, picked up the cigarette case in the corner of the bar, and took out a cigarette, "What do you want?"
  "Yan Ye is wise!" Shi Luo spread her hand towards him, asked for a cigarette, and clamped it in her hand with a smile, "I don't want much, just grab something for me."
  Shang Yu lowered his eyes and lit a cigarette, the mist overflowed the corners of his mouth, blurring his eyebrows and eyes, "What?"
  Siluo pressed the lighter, and the golden flames reflected in her eyes, shrewd and sharp, "Cross-border trade."
  ……
  At eight o'clock in the morning, Li Qiaoyou woke up leisurely.
  She touched the mattress beside her body, and the cool touch meant that the man had left the bedroom very early.
  Li Qiao grabbed her messy long hair, stared at the ceiling for a few minutes before she wandered into the bathroom slowly.
  Not long, she half-dried her hair, changed into comfortable casual clothes and came to the living room.
   Going around the corner of the spiral staircase, I saw Silo and Luo Yu chatting, it seemed that the atmosphere was very harmonious.
  Li Qiaopi patrolled the surrounding area, but did not see Shang Yu's figure, so she raised her head to Xi Luo, "Come for me?"
   Shi Luo snarled at the file on the coffee table, "Sister came here to give you warmth, no thanks."
  Luo Yu twitched at the end of her eyes, glanced at Silo, and said nothing.
   Obviously the boss told her to hand it over to his wife...
  Li Qiao folded her legs, opened the blue cover of the document and glanced at it for a few times, and quickly stopped at the last page, with a smile, "So, Xiao Hongdao has a good relationship with the second crown prince?"
Silo leaned on the sofa and touched the floor with high heels. "It's not only good. The second crown prince's achievements and reputation in these years are all made with money. There is no strong capital support. How about the mass basis of the second in line. Maybe better than the crown prince?"
  "Where did you get the information?" Li Qiao's question was exactly the same as Shang Yu's question.
  Xiluo pursed her lips, and said angrily: "Do you underestimate your sister's circle of friends in the British Emperor?"
  Li Qiao wanted to put down the information without a smile, and insincerely praised, "Don't dare, sister is great."
Shi Luo sullen her face, holding her chin proudly, "I asked the boss. He said that Ye Jing was the British emperor who made her own way. I guess she might also join in the fun at the fireworks festival tomorrow. Do you want the boss? Take her away?"
"No need." Li Qiao picked up the paper on the table again and handed it to Luo Yu, said to put it away, and looked at Shi Luo. There are a lot of transactions in the Xiao family, so take the opportunity to ruin it."
   Xi Luo stunned, and then secretly smiled, "The heroes see the same thing. I will help you ruin the cooperation of the Xiao family. As for the rest... for the sake of my sister's busy schedule for you, it belongs to me."
  Li Qiao looked up at her, touched her chin, "Do you want to kick her out of the Yan League?"
  Transnational trade is the foundation for Ye Jing to settle down in Yanmeng. Once all the trading channels are lost, Yanmeng will not keep her.
  On the basis of Baiyan's spleen, useless people, abandon it like a dick.
"No way?" Shi Luo shrugged solemnly, "I might consider changing someone else, but this time she will show off in front of you. I just need to report this to the boss. You think Yan Meng is okay. Got her?"
  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows indifferently, "It's up to you."
  ……
  After breakfast, a group of people went out to go to the city of Westminster under its jurisdiction.
  Li Qiao and Shang Yu rode in the same car, Shi Luo and Luo Yu went to the back of the car.
   Arrived in Westminster, it was almost noon.
Lawrence Manor is located in the West End of Westminster, adjacent to a historic gallery. The area is not as extensive as other noble manors. The main reason is the decline of the family and the division of the estate. Today, only the inner courtyard of the Baroque castle and the pasture .
  Ten servants, headed by butlers, stood in a line in front of the gate of the castle hall.
  When Shangyu got out of the car, the old British butler, wearing white gloves, bent over and saluted, "Mr. Lawrence Marquis."
  Li Qiao stood by the car, tilted her head to look at the man beside her, and a sense of pride with Rongyan emerged spontaneously.
  Although...the Marquis was helped by her.
  Shang Yu stood in black in front of the luxurious castle, even if there was no sign of aristocratic gentleman, in the eyes of everyone, he was more noble and elegant than many real gentlemen.
  Li Qiao smiled faintly, with picturesque eyebrows.
   And the man tilted his cheek, the butler understood, and respectfully called: "Marquise Lawrence."
  This claim called, recalling Li Qiao's thoughts.
  She swallowed her throat, her smile deepened, and she almost wanted to say a flat body.
  Shang Yu took her hand along the way and walked towards the castle lobby. Shi Luo stood there, quietly looking around, and finally came to a conclusion, "This manor is really small, not as big as my home."
  Luo Yu coughed slightly behind her, using current Internet language to describe it, she felt that Ms. Silo was the Versailles Tournament.
  Entering the lobby, the luxurious European palace style is full of elegance and style.
  　 There are four changes today.
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)