Outright Favoritism

Chapter 118 Yan Ye wants to ask me?

It's the twilight hour.

After the rain, the clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, the slanting sunset struggled to reveal the afterglow, and the silhouette was slanted by the sunlight.

Parking lot nearby.

"Are you sure it's okay to go back with her?" Li Cheng looked at the rain not far away with a cigarette in his hand.

This person hadn't talked much since he appeared, and he followed his sister the whole time.

Judging from her aura, Li Cheng thinks she is familiar with her face, but she is not deeply impressed, so she can't think of a reason.

Standing in the setting sun, Li Qiao looked at the sky in the distance, and slowly responded, "Well, no problem, you and Nan Yu go to work, leave me alone."

After the divorce, Li Cheng and Nan Yu will return to the border soon.

There are still some trivial things to deal with, time is running out.

Li Cheng narrowed his cold eyes and licked his cheeks, "Okay, send me a message when you get home."

"Ok."

Li Qiao answered, and after saying goodbye to Nan Yu, she turned and walked towards Luoyu.

Not long after, Nanyu's small red supercar drove Li Cheng out of the stadium first.

...

On the off-road vehicle, Li Qiao sat in the co-pilot and closed his eyes to rest.

The drunk she had drunk came up, and she was a little drowsy.

Luo Yu drove the car, and occasionally glanced at her sideways, her fingers holding the steering wheel tightly, and suddenly breaking the silence, "You ask me to investigate the patient's medical records, are you afraid I will tell the boss?"

Hearing the sound, Li Qiao raised her eyelids lazily, turned her head to find a comfortable posture, and said in a slow tone: "I didn't ask you to avoid it at the time, so I won't be afraid of you talking too much later."

Falling rain: "..."

It seems that every time she confronts Li Qiao, she can't ask for any advantage.

At this point, Luo Yu stopped talking, raised his speed with a sullen face, and headed towards Li's villa.

...

The next morning, Li Qiao printed the documents in the office.

When the time was approaching ten o'clock, Dong's door was pushed open.

Standing in front of the printer, Li Qiao looked up and saw that Shang Yu had his suit jacket dangled in his arms, his shirt collar was tied meticulously on top, and he walked into the office calmly.

Unexpectedly, the words he said sounded in my ears: In the office, dress appropriately.

Li Qiao looked at his flat-lined shirt, with the neckline tied to his apple, with a hint of abstinence in his solemnity.

She screamed, looked back, and took out the document from the printer.

At this time, Shang Yu put his suit on the back of the chair at will, took the seat and knocked off the executive desk, his thin lips lightly raised: "Are you free at night?"

Li Qiao returned to the workbench with a tick at the corner of her mouth, "Master Yan wants to make an appointment with me?"

The man took out the folder and watched her in his spare time, "Qiuhuan wants to invite you to dinner."

Oh, it's so passionate!

Li Qiao Youyou curled her lips at Shang Shang Yu's deep and narrow eyes, "Why didn't he invite me to dinner?"

"He doesn't have your phone." The man said, looking at the file, his face as usual.

If Qiu Huan, who was far away in the machine factory, heard these words, he might have cursed.

It's nonsense, why didn't he dare to ask Li Qiao personally, Shang Shaoyan, don't you know it?

If he really had an appointment with Li Qiao alone, the boss of Shang would not have to razing his machinery factory to the ground?

Approaching the end of get off work, Li Qiao sorted out all the work at hand, and was about to shut down the computer. She suddenly heard Shang Yu say: "What is the relationship with Li Shaoquan?"

Li Qiao shut down and looked at the boss desk.

Shang Yu also looked away from the computer screen at the right time, raised his eyebrows, and seemed to be waiting for her answer.

(End of this chapter)