Chapter 75: Delay my dating

Chapter 75 Delays my dating
At this time, Shang Yu's deep gaze fell on her faintly smiling cheek, her thin lips overflowed with white smoke, and the smoke filled her, and her posture was lazy and casual.
After smoking a cigarette, the man got up and took Li Qiao to the restaurant on the basement floor.
In an elegant and comfortable restaurant, they sat opposite each other in front of a square marble table.
Li Qiao looked at the food already placed on the table and looked around, "Who made these?"
From the time she entered the door to now, she has never seen the servant.
Even though his mansion is full of modernity, it still looks empty and without smoke.
Shang Yu took a sip from the wine glass in his hand, "Maid, their workshop is on the third floor underground."
Li Qiao nodded clearly, and without asking more, the two began to eat quietly.
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After the meal, Li Qiao lazily leaned back in the chair, staring at the handsome and expensive man opposite, and asked, "Yan Ye, when will your father come to Nanyang?"
"It's just a few days." Shang Yu raised his eyes, with a faint smile on his thin lips, "In a hurry?"
Li Qiao raised her chin, a little irritable: "Well, I'm in a hurry. I'm not at ease if this marriage is not clean."
Shang Yu's dark eyes narrowed, and he smiled slightly, "Do you not like Shanglu or simply don't like this marriage?"
"I don't like it." Li Qiao made no secret of her dislike of marriage, and mumbled coldly and irritably, "Delay me in dating!"
In the last sentence, her voice was very weak, and she was not sure whether Shang Yu heard it, but the topic ended there.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain breaks outside the window, and Shang Yu arranges Liuyun to send Li Qiao down the mountain.
After the rain, the air in Nanyang Mountain is fresh, and the dampness is refreshing and refreshing.
Li Qiao got on the car in front of the mansion, and as the car drove away, the Nanyang Mansion, known as the jewel in the mountains, gradually shrank in view.
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Back at Li's house, Li Qiao walked in and saw Li Guangming pacing in the living room from time to time.
Duan Shuyuan also sat on the side and sighed. In short, neither of them looked very good.
Li Qiao put his fingers in his trouser pockets and stood at the entrance of the living room, leaning against the wall. "Parents, what happened?"
Li Guangming was taken aback, he narrowed his eyebrows' worry, and looked at Li Qiao with a smile, "The girl is back, where did I go on a rainy day, and I didn't even drive the car."
"Go out and stroll around."
After that, Li Qiao looked at Duan Shuyuan, smacked the tip of her tongue, and walked to her side to take a seat, "Mom, why keep sighing?"
Duan Shuyuan shook her head, grabbed Li Qiao's shoulder and patted, "Baby, mom doesn't feel sorry for you!"
"What did I do to make you feel bad?" Li Qiao asked in surprise, keenly aware that something was wrong with them today.
At this moment, Li Guangming stood behind the sofa with his hands propped on the back of the chair, and said quietly: "We have just received a notice that Mr. Shang will come to Nanyang in three days."
"Did you divorce?" Li Qiao squinted, and answered faintly, "That's good. Hurry up and return the marriage so that Shang Lu won't delay looking for a home."
Hearing this, Li Guangming and Duan Shuyuan looked at each other, thinking about a question very seriously. With regard to Shanglu's horrifying illness, is he still qualified to find a home?
After a while of silence, Li Qiao went upstairs.
Where her parents could not see, she quietly raised the corners of her lips, her face was cheerful.
Not long ago, she asked Shang Yu, but she did not expect that the day when Mr. Shang came to Nanyang would be set when he returned home.
(End of this chapter)