Chapter 167: Li Qiao's state is very wrong

Chapter 167 Li Qiao's state is very wrong
Li Qiao and Luo Yu did not stay in the funeral store for too long, and within ten minutes they left the house.
Luo Yushun pulled down the shutter door, turned around and heard a rush of footsteps, accompanied by a low voice, "Xiao Li, Xiao Li."
Li Qiao looked at the sound, it was Mo Qi trotting.
He was panting, and patted his chest continuously while standing, "Xiao Li, finally found you."
"what's up?"
Li Qiao casually leaned against the car door, peering at the sweat on Mo Qi's forehead, tearing the corners of her mouth indifferently.
Mo Qi gasped for a breath, glanced vaguely at Luo Yu, then took a step forward and whispered to Li Qiao: "The teacher asked me to come. I didn't have any hope. I didn't expect you to be there."
After that, he wiped his face and relayed what Zhong Jiugong had said to Li Qiao. "Xiao Li, the teacher said, he doesn't want you to spend a lot of time investigating this matter, because...this is his own Housework."
Housework?
What kind of housework would cause him to break his wrist?
Moreover, in my impression, Jiugong has been alone for many years, and never mentioned that he has a family.
Li Qiao narrowed her eyes for a moment, concentrating on Mo Qi's red cheeks from running, "Anything else?"
Mo Qi licked the dry corners of his mouth and added in a low voice, "Well, the teacher told you not to take personal risks. He said that he has been in Nanyang for these years. No one can hurt him unless he wants to. He knows you want to help. He seeks justice, but many things are not fair..."
Mo Qi's voice became smaller and smaller.
In fact, he didn't understand what these words meant, but the teacher said that as long as she told Li Qiao truthfully, she would understand.
After all, Zhong Jiugong also has his unspeakable concealment.
At this time, Li Qiao caught a key point.
No one can hurt him unless he wants to.
In other words, Jiugong was injured this time voluntarily.
Li Qiao was silent for a long time leaning on the car door, her eyes growing colder and colder.
Mo Qi cautiously called her, Li Qiao returned to his senses, lowered her eyes to suppress the coldness in her eyes, "I see."
"Then you continue to check? The teacher told me that I must get your guarantee before allowing me to go back, otherwise he will deduct half of my salary and say that he will starve me to death. Xiaoli, you are good..."
Mo Qi's words imply imploring. Although most of the jokes are meant to be a joke, they all knew in each other's hearts that if Li Qiao didn't agree, Jiugong would really deduct his salary.
Don't look at Jiugong as easy-going, but he is more stubborn than anyone on many principled issues.
Li Qiao was silent for a long time, she turned her eyes away from Mo Qi, turned her eyes to the distant sky, and her voice was erratic: "Well, okay, go back."
...
After Mo Qi left, Li Qiao took a deep breath and slowly lowered her head.
Luo Yu stood diagonally opposite her, the last bit of the setting sun in the evening fell on her profile and shoulders.
I can't see her expression clearly, but the curvature of the corners of her lips makes it easy to guess that she is in a bad mood.
Luo Yu walked to her silently, stood for a few seconds, and asked, "Would you like to get in the car?"
Li Qiao sighed long, turned around and pulled the car door and got in.
On the way back, she remained silent, looking out the window, writing indifference all over her body.
Luo Yu started the car and left the old district of Chengnan until she drove into the main road, she stiffly comforted, "Jiu Gong should not want you to take risks for him."
Luo Yu has never done anything to comfort people.
But Li Qiao's current state is not good, she instinctively wants to say something to distract her.
Jiugong has indeed accumulated a lot of contacts in Nanyang over the years, and what the young man said just now makes some sense.
Unless Zhong Jiugong voluntarily, the person who hurt him is unlikely to retreat.
(End of this chapter)