Chapter 736: Take me to the British Emperor

   Chapter 736 Take me to the British Emperor
  Li San patted Li Qiao on the head, and whispered with thin lips, "I know it in my heart."
  In the next second, his palm fell empty, and Shang Yu took Li Qiao's shoulder and turned and walked towards the gangway.
   Li San looked at the back of them and laughed, then glanced sideways at Nan Yu, "Go."
  Nan Yu followed him forward with empty eyes, but his eyes were uneasy.
  She couldn't see through Li San, let alone understand. Having fought side by side with him over the years, she naturally knew that his hot temper was always capricious.
  Today's warmth and dominance may just be his whim.
  Maybe tomorrow, he will be jeering at her with emotions and anger.
  Nan Yu lowered his head and walked slowly, for fear that the warmth he gave was just a spectacle.
  It would make her feel like a clown, let him play for fun, like a joke.
  Nan Yu thought very much, until her cold fingertips were wrapped in a touch of warmth, she raised her head hesitantly, it was Li San who took her hand and walked in the warm sun.
  The sun above his head was as hot as fire, but it was not as warm as the warmth in his palm.
  Nan Yu’s heartbeat was drumming and breathing was disordered, slowly curling up his fingertips and hooking his palm.
   Even if it is a beautiful scene, who can withstand such sugar-coated cannonballs?
  Nan Yu’s young girl had feelings around the corner, and she quietly narrowed the distance between the two of them. Then she heard the incomprehensible straight man's remarks: "Are you cold?"
   Li San watched her move close to her arm, frowning her eyebrows, and her Adam’s apple rolled.
  Does this woman not know how attractive her figure is?
   keeps sticking to him, when he is Liu Xiahui?
  Nan Yu took a deep breath and threw away his hand, "It's not cold, I'm hot!"
  The sugar-coated cannonball is clearly a straight male atomic bomb that can't get in.
  ……
  In the evening, the plane arrived in Nanyang.
  Li Qiao slowly opened her eyes in Shang Yu's arms, frowned her eyebrows, "here?"
  The man responded, and took the water cup from the short table and handed her a throat soothing, "Uncomfortable?"
   "It's okay." Li Qiao drank his saliva, and looked at the familiar apron outside the porthole. Some words were stuck in the throat, and he couldn't say it several times.
  Last night, when Shang Yu went out to answer the phone, the teacher told her that the large doses of sleeping pills in Mu’s food were most likely from Shang.
  As a family of traditional Chinese medicine, Shang’s medicine halls are spread throughout Parma, and there are also many cooperation channels for western medicine.
  According to Mu Aoxian, even if the circulation of drugs is not controlled, it is difficult for ordinary people to buy so many drugs in a short time.
  The only possibility is that someone provided a large dose of sleeping pills.
  Furthermore, in Mu Aoxian’s explanation, Li Qiao also accidentally learned that Ming Zhiyuan and Jing Yilan actually had a business relationship back then, and the two were friends after their new year.
  If it is true, Mingzhiyuan's later actions are worthy of further investigation.
  And this acquaintance betrayed their friendship.
  Li Qiao pinched her eyebrows. Isn't Jing Yilan's vision not so good that she can actually become a year-end friendship with Ming Zhiyuan?
  As for the person who provided sleeping pills, although Mu Aoxian did not say it directly, Li Qiao heard that he was secretly indicating Dailan.
   Thinking, Li Qiao's mind was swollen, and she drank two more sips of water to suppress her emotions. Turning her eyes, she saw Mo Jue still lying on the counter behind the cabin writing homework.
  She withdrew from Shang Yu’s arms, walked slowly over, glanced over the mosquito bag on her face, "Send you back to school first?"
  Mo Jue raised his head and thought about it seriously, "The boss asked me to report to him first."
  Li Qiao looked at the countless red crosses on the ipad exercise page, and pursed her lips, "Don't write, I will send you there in a while."
  Mo Jue made a ‘Oh’ twice, and quickly packed his notebook and ipad, and shook his schoolbag. Three pink envelopes fell to the ground from the outer pocket of the schoolbag.
  Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, and inadvertently remembered the second brother asked Mojue’s schoolbag to be checked. Could this be it?
  At this time, Mo Jue jumped off the high chair, picked up the envelope on the ground, and flipped through it repeatedly, "What is this?"
   "Love letter."
  Li Qiao said two words faintly, Mo Jue frowned, "Love letter? Did you give it to me?"
  As the cabin door opened, Li Qiao said playfully, "Take it back to your boss."
   "Oh, good." Mo Jue carefully packed the love letter and closed the zipper. She whispered again, "By the way, sister, look at this."
  Li Qiao stood still and looked back, and saw that Mo Jue took out a golden card from his jeans and handed it over like a treasure.
  That is a very heavy pure gold bank card.
  Li Qiao looked at it a few times, and said quietly: "Take it away."
Mo Jue squeezed the card with excellent texture and frowned suspiciously, "Aunt Liu gave it to me this morning. She said it was a meeting gift from my second uncle. Is this a bank card or a gold brick? If I melt it , Can you make a gold bracelet?"
  Li Qiao stared at her with difficulty, "The money in there is enough for you to buy a thousand gold bracelets."
   Mo felt no longer speaking, he carefully stuffed the card into his pocket, touched and touched, his eyes were bright, silently chanting three words: Be rich.
  Getting off the plane, Li Qiao ordered the rain to send Mo Jue to his second brother’s residence, and followed Shang Yu back to the Nanyang Mansion.
  Tossing for two days and one night, Li Qiao was in a bad spirit.
  When I returned to the mansion, I went into the bedroom to make up for sleep.
  There are three days to go to the Fireworks Festival, and the British emperor will leave soon.
  Mu Aoxian told her a lot of details about Jing Yilan's study in the British Emperor. This trip was not so easy.
  With deep thoughts, Li Qiao fell asleep.
  Shang Yu walked into the master bedroom after making the phone call and saw Li Qiao curled up into sleep.
  He sat on the edge of the bed, stroked the faint wrinkles between her brows, pulled up the quilt to cover her, bowed his head and kissed her on the cheek.
  At this moment, a shock came from under her pillow.
  The man reached out his hand and took out the phone, saw the caller ID, and hung up directly.
  But the other party came over again without being discouraged.
  Shang Yu pursed his lips, glanced at the tired Li Qiao, slid down to answer, and warned in a low voice, "Call again later, she is sleeping."
  After that, he removed the phone from his ear, but Shi Luo smiled and called out, "Master Yan. Don't hang up for now, it's just time for the two of us to talk."
  Shang Yu’s eyes were deep like the sea, his indifferent voice was not at all gentle and calm when facing Li Qiao, and it was low and almost temperatureless, "you said."
   Silo didn't care about his indifference, and tapped his finger on the table, "Are you going to go to the British Emperor this time?"
   "Hmm." The man cherishes ink like gold.
  Siluo curled her lips, it was really two faces behind the predecessors. She lit a lady's cigarette, and her tone was vaguely speaking: "When will you leave and take me with you?"
Shang Yu was silent for a moment.
Upon seeing this, Shi Luo blew out a puff of smoke, meaningfully said: "Yan Ye, I grew up in the British Emperor, and my girlfriend happened to be a member of the royal family. I know a lot of things that other people don’t know. It’s beneficial for you to take me It's harmless."
  　6000~ ask for monthly ticket, add more on weekends and holidays...
  　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)