Chapter 856: Can't wait

   Chapter 856
  Laboratory.
  Li Qiao is dissecting a blue-ringed octopus and successfully extracted the toxins from the octopus.
  At this time, the glass door was knocked, and Li Qiao did not lift her head, "Come in."
  He Chen strolled through the door and walked into the research platform to pull a chair and sit down. He fixed his eyes on Li Qiao’s skillful technique and gave a positive compliment,
The knife is good.

  Li Qiao paused with his fingers and turned his head to look at He Chen. Only a pair of black and clear deer eyes appeared on his face with a mask, "Looking for me?"
  He Chen raised his lips freely,
Lao Yin asked me to tell you that Xiao Yehui’s wedding may be ahead of schedule.

  Li Qiao put down the scalpel, took off the medical gloves and threw them into the trash can, "Specific date?"
   "Christmas." He Chen folded his hands behind his head and added with his chin slightly raised: "The wedding news should be released soon."
  Li Qiao squinted her eyes, "It's really urgent."
  Su Laoshi's expectation was good. Childman did reschedule the wedding, but it was not postponed, but earlier.
  He Chen's gaze fell on the dismembered blue-ringed octopus. He touched his chin and pulled his lips. "What did you plan to do?"
   "No plan." Li Qiao looked indifferent, "Cherman wants to kiss the second crown prince, provided that he doesn't turn his head."
  If the two have a rift, the marriage may not proceed as planned.
   "Have an idea?" He Chen leaned back, "Come on, tell me, what do you want to do?"
  Li Qiao grabbed the deep meaning from the bottom of her eyes, and faced He Chen's long and beautiful face, "I will know soon."
   "It's quite mysterious." He Chen chuckled lightly and raised his head at the corpse of the blue-ringed octopus, "If I'm here, you continue."
  "Have you always been in contact?" Li Qiao asked quietly when he got up.
  He Chen brushed the hem of the trench coat slowly, with interest in his eyes, "My younger brothers and sisters are interested in our affairs?"
  Li Qiao looked at him faintly, and then made a please gesture toward the door.
  ……
  Time is hurried, three days later, time entered the beginning of December.
  On this day, the clouds are overcast.
  Starting at seven in the morning, the drizzle baptized the whole city with snow flakes.
  At the same time, Shi Luo also set off for Myanmar to participate in the second negotiation of the merger case.
  Li Qiao naturally has no peers.
  Before departure, Siluo called Li Qiao while sitting in the first-class VIP room.
  The flight was delayed due to weather.
Not long after Li Qiao woke up, she was still sitting on the bed watching the sleet outside the window.
   "My kid, why are you so quiet these days?" Silo was lying in the massage chair in the VIP room, with a hint of teasing hidden in her light voice.
  Li Qiao held the cup with one hand, and asked in a slightly dumb voice, "Is there any?"
   "Too much!" Silo said pretentiously: "The list I gave you three days ago, are you not ready to make good use of it?"
  In other words, she wants to watch the excitement.
  Li Qiao said ‘oh’ and replied slowly: "I have used it all."
   Xi Luo sat up abruptly, with a slight excitement, "So fast? When will it start?"
   "Let's take a week." Li Qiao obediently answered every question, and her voice became weaker and weaker. She seemed to know everything about Xi Luo, but in fact she thought with one mind and two, whether she should take a nap.
  This kind of rainy weather is most suitable for lying in bed to be lazy.
  Hearing the sound, Shi Luo smiled gently, "I should have returned to Nanyang in a week, and I still have time."
  Li Qiaoyu pulled her eyelids, and unhurriedly threw out the words, "Hang up."
  Shi Luo made a ‘ah’, and the hung-up prompt sounded in the earpiece.
  She curled her mouth, dropped the phone into her purse, and lay back on her back in the massage chair.
  Li Qiao, this kid, never does useless work.
  She was really curious about what Li Qiao would use for the list that belonged to Mrs. Xiao’s social circle.
  Si Luofu thought about it, and soon felt sleepy. She opened her eyes and prepared to ask for a blanket from the service staff. After a certain figure dangled, she looked intently and cursed a bad breath.
  In front of the right side of the VIP room, Zong Zhan's tall and tall angzang figure strode towards him.
  Damp water vapor still hangs on the shoulders of the ink-blue coat, and the resolute face is more disappointing than the rainy weather outside.
   Xi Luo watched Zong Zhan sitting on the sofa opposite to him, and ignored him. She asked for a blanket and covered her head.
  The blindness is net.
   Originally, she thought that Zong Zhan's appearance at the airport was just a coincidence.
  Anyway, there are so many people, Shi Luo doesn't believe that he dares to act on himself.
  Until the announcement sounded the boarding tone, Xi Luo opened her eyes quietly, and left the VIP room with the suitcase.
  In less than three minutes, she walked into the first-class cabin, and when she saw the man reading the newspaper next to her seat, her face changed and changed like a lantern.
   But soon, she kicked the suitcase in front of Zong Zhan with a smile on her face, "Mr., can you help me to salute?"
  Don’t even think about it, this dog must say it can’t.
  However, Zong Zhan moved away the newspaper in front of him, glanced at her suitcase with low eyes, and curled his lips: "Yes."
   Xi Luo smiled slightly, wondering if he had been lowered.
  Zong Zhan is a dog, but he still has the basic gentleman demeanor.
  He put down the newspaper, lifted Silo’s suitcase and stuffed it into the luggage rack easily, and then his tone was extremely intriguing, "No thanks."
  Siluo's fake smiley face.
  She didn’t even want to thank her at all.
  With full of suspicion, Xi Luo sat beside Zong Zhan vigilantly.
  The two had no communication during the whole process, one read the newspaper and the other went to bed with his head covered.
  Siluo of course could not think of it. This trip to Myanmar directly established the complicated and chaotic relationship between her and Zong Zhanjian.
  ……
  Meanwhile, Childman Manor, eight in the morning.
  On the first floor of the restaurant, Xiao Hongdao sits at the top, Ming Dailan and Xiao Yehui are on his left and right sides respectively.
  Xiao Yeyan has not come down yet.
  The atmosphere at the table seemed peaceful, but Madam Xiao’s brows and eyes were deeply tired.
  Since the last time Xiao Yening had an accident, she has always been restless.
  Even if more than half a month has passed, this sentiment is getting stronger.
  Xiao Hongdao sorted out his napkins, and asked unintentionally: "Yesterday Andrew's wife looked for you?"
  Ming Dailan was holding bread and butter, and responded indifferently, "Yeah. Ask me to accompany her on the trip, but I refused."
  "Why refuse?" Xiao Hongdao took the bread she handed over, and the hanging stitch pattern on the eyebrows became more obvious. "Andrew will run for the Speaker of the House of Commons early next year. At this time, he still has to maintain a good relationship with his wife."
Ming Dailan smiled lightly, but the ridiculousness did not reach the bottom of his eyes, "Even if we are different, it will not affect our relationship. I have not been able to prevent others from starting with Ning Ning in the British Empire. If you leave rashly, Ning Ning's safety Who is responsible?"
  There is a deep grievance in the words.
  At this time, Xiao Hongdao squeezed a small piece of bread and shook his head helplessly, "You, just like crazy thinking."
  (End of this chapter)