Chapter 227: In Nanyang, it’s not your turn to go wild

Chapter 227 is in Nanyang, it’s not your turn to go wild
A few minutes later, Li Qiao sat in the spacious and bright office of the chairman.
On the diagonal sofa in the rest area, sitting on a voluptuous woman in her thirties, with long hair to waist, wearing a one-line off-the-shoulder skirt, and her legs placed upright, showing good education and elegance Gesture.
How enchanting is it?
Even if Border Fire Rose Nanyu was placed in front of her, it would be a bit inferior.
There are many kinds of style, bright and charming, and it is suitable for her.
Li Qiao took a sip of the tea with a teacup, and looked at that unscrupulously opposite, she was calm and ignored.
"Shao Yan, who is this?" The woman said, her voice was sweet but not greasy, and the soft tone could easily make people relax guard against her.
So, this is a cruel and glamorous woman?
Li Qiao looked down at the tea cup in her hand, her eyes full of interest.
Before long, Shang Yu, who was sitting alone on the solo sofa, took a sip of cigarette with his lips stretched, and leaned over to light the ashes, his voice calm, "Girlfriend."
He didn't introduce her name, but looked at the face of the opposite woman, showing coldness and alienation.
At this time, the other party closed his long hair, looked ambiguous, and shuttled between Li Qiao and Shang Yu, lowered his eyes, and chuckled with fingertips against his lips, "So you really have a girlfriend, I Thought it was a rumor."
After that, she raised her eyes to look at Li Qiao again, with a pair of apricot eyes shining brightly, stood up on the sofa, walked a few steps, and stretched out her hand, "Hello, this is Shang Fu."
Li Qiao glanced at the palm of the other party, looking thin and tender, but there were obvious thin calluses on the fingertips and palm.
She raised her eyebrows, stood up casually, and shook hands with Shang Fu, "Hello, Li Qiao."
The moment the palms of the two were clasped, a strong force instantly squeezed the back of Li Qiao's hand.
Shang Fu's enchanting eyebrows were always with a friendly and gentle smile, but his arms continued to use force, and a pair of sharp eyes fixed on Li Qiao.
Then, Li Qiao curled her lips slightly and raised her chin openly, "What does Sister Shang want to do so hard?"
Shang Fu: "?"
Sister Shang?
She Shang Fuyan is absolutely Parma, and she has been well-known for many years, and she has never heard anyone call such an earthy name.
Shang Fu still didn't let go, and his smile became brighter and brighter, "Sister Li is still young, and her temperament is too immature. There are some things that can't be said in social situations."
Come to dismiss her when they meet, and denigrate her immature temperament?
alright.
Li Qiao calmly accepted the opponent's ‘criticism’, and then stared straight into Shang Fu’s eyes with black and white eyes, and slowly tightened his palms,
Sister Shang’s lesson is right, I’ll change it later.

The moment the words fell, Shang Fu's expression changed subtlely.
Because the other party's fingers suddenly exerted force, she held her hand firmly in a blink of an eye, stronger than her, but she smiled.
In this secret contest between the two, the winner has not yet been determined. The man who smokes lazily on the side, with a low voice warning, said the other's name in a long tail: "Shang Fu"
In an instant, Shang Fu released all his strength.
She lowered her arms, returned to the sofa and sat down again, with her legs together, palms folded on her knees, looking at Shang Yu, pretending to say, "Look at you, I just made a joke with your little girlfriend , Why take it seriously?"
Shang Yu opened his eyes inch by inch, mist wafting in the air, light and shadow in his cold eyes, "In Nanyang, it is not your turn to go wild."
The smile at the corner of Shang Fu's mouth became a little frozen, tilted his head and looked at Shang Yu, his tone was a little lower, and he asked inexplicably, "Really? What about outside Nanyang?"
Shang Yu pressed down his thin lips, his ink-colored eyes were cold and indifferent, but the man hadn't spoken yet, and a lazy irony came from the side.
Li Qiao said, "You can try."
At this moment, Shang Fu squinted at Li Qiao, and a few seconds later he lowered his head and laughed, "Yes, you little sister, I appreciate it very much. I hope you...don't let me down in the future."
These words don't have deep meaning, or they are more provocative.
Li Qiao took a sip of tea and nodded casually, "Well, I hope Sister Shang does too."
Shang Fu flicked his hair without a different color, and then slowly got up, glanced at Li Qiao condescendingly, and said to Shang Yu: "Okay, then I won't stay. I originally wanted to have a meal with you. Dinner, but there are outsiders present, so forget it."
When the words fell, she picked up the precious leather bag at hand, walked two steps around the sofa, turned her head, and squinted her eyes, "Shao Yan, won't you send it to me?"
Shang Yu turned his head to look at Li Qiao, curled his lips and raised his eyebrows, "I have no time to accompany my girlfriend."
Li Qiao looked at him and chatted without anyone else: "What to eat at night?"
"Listen to you." Shang Yu pinched the cigarette, opened his palm, and motioned for her to come.
Li Qiao put down the tea cup and got up and walked to him, handed his fingers, and said in a serious manner: "Give me a blow, your sister hurt me just now."
Shang Fu was left in the cold, his face instantly sinking, and a haze appeared in his eyes falling on Li Qiao.
She smiled softly and turned to walk towards the office door.
The ignorant girl probably didn't know that her time of death had come.
She had been in the office many times before, and Shang Shaoyan had avoided her question in every round.
At that time she discovered that the other party intended to protect the woman next to him.
Unexpectedly, the young and frivolous little girl delivered it to her door herself.
What was even more surprising was that Shang Shaoyan really cared about her as the rumors said.
Thinking of this, Shang Fu looked down at the back of his pale hand, his eyes suddenly full of expectation.
It's interesting that a girl who seems weak in writing has such a strong hand.
...
After Shang Fu left, Shang Yu's eyes were murderous, and he took Li Qiao's hand and took a closer look. His voice was tight and hoarse, "It hurts?"
Li Qiao looked at him, curled her lips and chuckled, "No, she should hurt more than me."
Just now she used at least seven points of strength, not to mention that Shang Fu is a woman, her seven points of strength, even Li San must be weighed.
Shang Yu remained silent, but kept rubbing the back of her hand.
The sudden appearance of this Shang Fu made Li Qiao doubtful. After a few seconds of silence, she asked bluntly: "Why did she come to Nanyang suddenly?"
Shang Yu's eyes were turbulent, his thumb rubbed Li Qiao's hand, his eyes were far away, and he frankly said, "It's probably... for you."
The Pama Shang clan has eyeliners all over Nanyang, and the existence of Li Qiao may have attracted their attention.
At this time, Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu's deep cheeks, poking his finger without a smile, "Then I'm really honored."
If Shang Fu came because of her, then she must have known the relationship between her and Shang Yu.
This woman who made Mochizuki and others quite jealous, she wanted to see how... cruel.
　Today is really...a bit busy, 2000 words in the early morning, and the rest tomorrow afternoon at 6 o'clock.
　　 I will adjust the time back to 0 o’clock on weekends.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)