Chapter 509: Why is Shang Shaoyan here?

Chapter 509 Why is Shang Shaoyan here?
Li Qiao shook her head flatly, "It has nothing to do with him, I just don't return to the border..."
Before she finished speaking, she closed her voice.
Once in front of Bo Tingxiao, she always did what she wanted without considering too many emotional factors.
However, in Chongcheng, Bo Tingsu asked her if she was still willing to meet Xiaoge, because...he seemed to be worried about Huizi's death.
During Li Qiao's silence, Bo Tingxiao's dark eyes locked her cheeks tightly.
A few seconds later, he picked up the teacup and brought it to his lips, "Xiao Qi, Ye Hui's death, you can blame me."
In this world, only two people would call her Xiaoqi.
One is Bo Tingxiao and the other is Xiao Yehui.
Li Qiao looked at him calmly, and the corners of her mouth curled up, "Why do you all think that I am not going back because of him..."
"Because you can deceive yourself, but you can't deceive others." Bo Tingxiao pressed his lips slightly, and gently dropped the teacup back on the table, as if hesitating and struggling.
His expression changed several times, and in the end he said nothing.
Bo Tingxiao looked at the river bank in the distance, with a deep gloom in his eyes.
That year, when Huizi had an accident, he provided Li Qiao with a travel route map.
The route of the Burmese Army’s system has never been missed, but it was just that time when the border route map in the system was maliciously modified.
This also led to the road Xiao Yehui set foot on, a road that must die.
For three years, he has not been able to find out who activated the military system with the strictest and most advanced firewall in three years.
Even the prince of Myanmar cannot have such high authority, and hackers are even more unlikely.
Unless the other party's status is higher than that of the prince, the most important point is that the people behind it are likely to know that something will happen at the border early on, and even the Seventh Son is included.
Thinking of this, Bo Tingxiao's eyebrows and eyes were also covered with haze. Before he found out the truth, he decided not to tell Li Qiao for the time being.
The two were quiet for a while, and Bo Tingxiao took out the cigarette from his pocket, and the sound of the lighter pulled Li Qiao back to reality.
She looked at his skillful smoking posture, "Did you not smoke before?"
"Sometimes it's upset to relieve boredom." Bo Tingxiao turned his head and breathed out smoke, and looked at her again with a gentle expression, "If you can stay in the Imperial Capital for a few more days, that would be great.
If there is something at home, then go back, and wait until I'm done, and then go to Nanyang to see you. "
Li Qiao answered, "Well, after the wedding, I will try to arrange it first."
She really didn't want to go back because of Shang Yu's relationship, but didn't want the research institute's project to delay the research progress because of her.
Not long after, Li Qiao got up and turned back to the wedding hall.
Behind her was Bo Tingxiao's deep and long-term gaze.
After a few minutes, Bo Tingsu strode across the river bank.
He came to the pavilion in the lake and looked at the smoking Bo Tingxiao, "Brother, how are you talking?"
Bo Tingxiao turned sideways and looked at the endless lotus pond. Without answering, he asked, "Isn't Shang Shaoyan here today?"
"I didn't come, I just beat Li Sanbian, Shang Shaoyan and her are not married yet, this kind of maiden banquet, he would not come here."
Compared with Bo Tingxiao, Bo Tingsu has a big nerve and no scheming.
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that the man opposite gave a deep, deep smile, "You should ask Zong Zhan if Shang Shaoyan will come."
Bo Tingsu didn't have so many twists and turns in his mind, frowned blankly, "What does this have to do with Zong Zhan?"
Bo Tingxiao glanced at him indifferently, his fingers covered with thin calluses pinched the cigarette to his lips, "Shang Shaoyan and Zong Zhan are dead to take the brother, the wedding banquet of the Zong family, will he come?"
It makes sense.
Bo Tingsu stretched out his hand and tugged at his collar, "What if he comes? Wouldn't you... really want to compete with him?"
is it necessary?
For a Li Qiao, is it really necessary to become a man who loves crazy?
Bo Tingxiao’s lips paused for a second, his eyes longer and longer, and even his voice was hoarse and erratic, "If it is useful to compete, why should I wait until today."
"That's right..." Bo Tingsu looked at the man's profile, and after careful consideration, he said what was in his heart, "Brother, it's not that I said you, you are too reserved, and you follow the rules.
Since you liked it back then, why didn't you say it? You guarded Li Qiao for so many years, and in the end you watched her run away with others. If I were you, I would have to vomit to death. "
Probably bystanders are clear, especially a straight man like Bo Tingsu. Although his mind is not deep, he often sees the problem from a sharp point.
Bo Tingxiao didn't speak for a long time, looking at the fading cigarette in his hand, he laughed at himself.
Does even his brother think he is too conformist?
But even if he didn't directly say that he liked it, he tried it sideways.
But what's the use? After getting along with her as a elder brother, after this kind of feeling is deeply ingrained, let alone Li Qiao, even he dare not easily break this fetter.
He has not been a passionate young man who would be dazzled by love.
But often the more stable, the less dare to act rashly.
He was so self-sufficient that he put a shackle on himself that he couldn't break away.
...
Li Jun and Zong Yue's Hui Niang banquet is no different from a normal wedding banquet.
After all, it was the banquet of the Emperor's family, and the details of the wedding were also very particular.
When the wedding ceremony began, Li Jun and his wife walked onto the wedding stage, Zong Yue, dressed in a phoenix crown, looked gentle and beautiful.
There is a smile from the heart on her face, which is different from the sentimentality of the Nanyang wedding. Today, she completed the ceremony with the blessing of the whole family.
At this moment, Li Qiao was sitting at the main table of the male guest, looking at Zong Yue's gorgeous headdress, occasionally drooping the corner of her eyes, and looking at her mobile phone.
She sent a message to Shang Yu, but he has not responded yet.
It has been a long time, three minutes.
Li Qiao nestled in the grandmaster's chair and looked back at the wedding hall full of guests.
She was thinking about going out and calling him. Just about to get up, Li Cheng, the third brother next door, suddenly bumped her shoulder, "Why is Shang Shaoyan here?"
"Huh?" Li Qiao thought she had heard it wrong, and the melodious music of a Chinese wedding reverberated in her ears. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Li San, and saw him screaming at the front right.
Li Qiao followed his gaze and tilted her head, rolling her throat, and the corners of her mouth lifted slightly uncontrollably.
In the field of vision, the figure of the man in the black shirt is particularly eye-catching, and the wood-carved warm lamp above his head just shed a dim light, making him seem to stand in the aperture.
And he was leaning slightly, propped the back of the Taishi chair with one hand, and said something to the master Zong at the main table.
Li Qiao smiled and looked at him like that.
The man seemed to have noticed something. When he was talking to Elder Zong, behind a shadowy figure, the light fell on her impartially.
(End of this chapter)