Chapter 464: The Gaze of Shang Zonghai

Chapter 464 The Gaze of Shang Zonghai
The secretary was shocked.
It's almost seven o'clock in the evening, which grassroots investigation are you going to?
Li Jun ignored the secretary's unspeakable expression, turned around and took the car key and left the hotel.
He did not ask the driver to accompany him, and on the way to the parking lot, he did not forget to take out his phone and glance at WeChat again.
The first chat box was sent by Li Qiao.
Only a few words: Your wife’s cornea is inflamed.
...
After dinner, Li Qiao returned to her room, Zong Yue accompanied Duan Shuyuan to chat downstairs.
She sat at the table, looked at the blue brocade box with her cheeks, turned on the lamp after a while, and pulled out a set of precision parts removal tools from the drawer.
Li Qiao put on a special eyepiece, and carefully detached the strap with antimagnetic tweezers and a miniature screwdriver.
Since it is a specially customized watch, the disassembly process really took a lot of time.
As Shang Yu said, there are six small anesthetic needles hidden in the watchband.
She is bound to remove the anesthesia needle, otherwise, based on what she knows about the man, the next time he develops an illness, he is likely to have an anesthesia by himself.
After about half an hour, Li Qiao looked at the parts on the table, and her eyes fell on the dial again.
She hadn't disassembled the precision parts for a while, and planned to practice her hands, disassemble them together and assemble them back together.
Li Qiao has a very strong hands-on ability. Just about to put the dial in the holder, the butler was surprised to call from the balcony, "Master, you are back from a business trip?"
Hearing the sound, Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and glanced at the time on the dial. It was less than half past eight. Did you come back from the field?
She curled her lips, covered everything on the table with sterile paper, turned off the lamp, and went downstairs.
...
Outside the garden, Zong Yue ran out of the living room as soon as he heard the news of Li Jun's return.
She stood under the porch, watching the figure of the man wearing a white shirt and trousers getting closer, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated.
In a blink of an eye, Li Jun came to Zong Yue and looked at her eyes for an instant. Seeing that her eyelashes were drooping, he directly raised her hand and raised her chin, "Did you go to the hospital?"
"Huh?" Zong Yue nodded, "Go, is your business trip over?"
Li Jun did not answer, but pursed his thin lips, and asked, "What did the doctor say?"
Zong Yue didn't quite understand what his serious expression meant, but he relayed the doctor's order seriously.
Li Jun's Adam's apple rolled, silently sighed and passed by with her, "Go in and talk."
Zong Yue was stunned. He always felt that he seemed different today, not knowing if it was an illusion.
In fact, Li Jun was only awakened by Li Qiao's words.
Your wife's cornea is inflamed.
With the word wife, Li Jun finally started to face his marriage.
He also reacted with hindsight that this woman who was about to become his wife would be the responsibility on his shoulders in the future.
...
Early the next morning, the morning light was faint.
Before seven o'clock, Duan Shuyuan came to Li Qiao's bedroom and directly dug her out of the bed.
"Mom, what's the matter?"
Li Qiao didn't get enough sleep, sitting on the bed with her forehead in a daze.
She disassembled the dial last night until one in the middle of the night, feeling that she hadn't slept for long and didn't wake up at all.
Duan Shuyuan stepped forward and drew the curtains open, and sat on the bedside with a smile and patted her shoulder, "Baby, get up, I will take you to your styling after dinner."
Li Qiao raised her head blankly, "What kind of look?"
Duan Shuyuan let out a ‘tsk’ and straightened her messy hair,
Did you forget that Mr. Shang came to propose a marriage today? He just asked us to go to the Royal Hotel for dinner at noon.
Get up quickly. Mom will take you to a SPA, and then go to the modeling room to get dressed up. For such a big engagement, you can’t dress too casually. "
Li Qiao was silent for three seconds, pulled up the quilt and covered her head and fell on the bed, "I don't have any clothes in the cloakroom."
Anyway, I bought her from major fashion weeks. Where is it? !
Of course, in the face of Duan Shuyuan's soft and hard foam, Li Qiao was finally forced out of the door.
...
At 11:30 in the afternoon, Li's car stopped downstairs in the Royal Hotel.
Li Qiao followed Li Jiafu into the box reserved in advance. She looked down at her dress while walking, always feeling a little awkward.
Outside the door of Lanting, the two bodyguards saw their family of three and pushed open the door.
Different from the divorce scene, everyone's clothes today are exceptionally solemn.
Li Guangming wears a gray Tang suit, and Duan Shuyuan wears a brown lady's skirt. The demeanor and demeanor of the two are the walking templates of the patron and mistress.
As for Li Qiao...
When the door of Lanting was pushed open and the family of three was walking inside, Shang Zonghai, who was sitting in the rest area, suddenly froze when he saw Li Qiao.
She wore a long burgundy dress with a folded collar imitating a cheongsam, and walked with a swaying skirt in one hand. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, matched with gorgeous colors, which was a bit flamboyant and smart.
Li Qiao usually wears skirts occasionally, but she has never touched the red skirt.
The colors are too bright and difficult to control.
The first time he walked into the banquet hall, what was greeted by the serious-faced Shang Zonghai's stagnant eyes, and... the man's deep and dark eyes.
Li Qiao's gaze swept across Shang Yu faintly, catching the burgundy scarf exposed from the collar of his well-tailored suit, and she couldn't help pulling the corner of her mouth.
Her skirt is also wine red.
At this moment, Shang Zonghai hadn't returned to his senses, his expression rarely revealed a touch of memory.
He seemed to be looking at others through Li Qiao.
After a brief loss of consciousness, Shang Zonghai quickly calmed his emotions. He held up his glasses to block the waves of his eyes.
Li Qiao came to Shang Yu's side and nodded slightly to Shang Zonghai, "Uncle."
"Girl, sit down." Shang Zonghai's gaze was so focused on Li Qiao that he neglected the Li family and his wife in a rude manner.
But the two of them didn't care about it. After they took their seats, they smiled and watched this scene, as if... very pleased.
Opposite the rest area is the banquet table, and no dishes have been served at this time.
Shang Zonghai and the Li family greeted a few words together, rubbing the Buddha beads in their hands, and smilingly said: "Guangming, it seems that the marriage of our two children is predestined by heaven. We circled and came back. Up."
Li Guangming smiled naively, and nodded in agreement: "It's true, if I trouble you to toss it again, we're also uncomfortable."
"This is not a toss." Shang Zonghai twisted the beads, his gaze fell on Li Qiao's body again, "Girl, uncle prepared a gift for you, on that table, Shao Yan, you take her over to take a look. "
Shang Yu nodded, put down his long legs and led Li Qiao to the table on the other side of the banquet hall.
This move seemed to be deliberately for her and Shang Yu to avoid.
(End of this chapter)