Outright Favoritism

Chapter 127 is forced to stay overnight

After about a few minutes, Shang Zonghai's confidant appeared in the living room, "Master Yan, Miss Li, Mr. invites you to the tea room."

At this time, Li Qiao was sitting sideways on the sofa, looking at her feet with gauze and thinking about life.

Shang Yu stood in front of the French window and had already smoked three cigarettes.

The confidant sensed that the atmosphere was not right, and looked towards Liuyun and Luoyu faintly.

Liu Yun handed him a look of ‘self-experiencing’, and then he continued to act as a tool man by looking ahead.

Luo Yu lowered his head slightly, his expression was obscure, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Hell: "..."

The living room was quiet for a while, and then Shang Yu faintly turned back from the window, his eyes fell on Li Qiao, his voice hoarse, "Let's go."

...

In the tea room on the second floor, Shang Yu and Li Qiao walked in one after another.

The tea room is different from the luxurious style of the mansion. The Japanese-style tatami design has a tea table on the ground and calligraphy and painting on the wall. Shang Zonghai kneels on the futon. Behind him there is a full wall of Bogu racks with all kinds of Handle pieces and Wenwan.

The fragrance of tea overflowed in the air, and Shang Zonghai raised his head from the document when he heard the sound, and squinted his eyes, "What happened?"

His eyes were fixed on Shang Yu's face. His son knew best that Shao Yan had rarely shown this expression in recent years.

Shang Yu's thin lips were tightened, his lip line was straightened, and he walked to the tea table without saying a word. When he took the seat, he turned his head to look at Li Qiao who was two steps behind him, his Adam's apple rolled, "Come and sit."

With doubts in Shang Zonghai's eyes, he saw the gauze on the back of Li Qiao's feet after a glance, and was a little surprised: "Why are you injured?"

As he spoke, Shang Zonghai glanced at Shang Yu calmly, and his eyes were full of waves.

Could it be that Shaoyan was guilty of old problems and hurt the little girl?

Li Qiao cleared her throat, went to sit down in front of the tea table, and said with a smile, "I accidentally cut it when I walked just now. It's nothing serious. Uncle, don't worry."

If Shang Zonghai smiled impenetrably, he closed the documents in his hand and exhorted: "You little girl, you must protect yourself. Otherwise, if you are injured in the mansion, I can't be with your father. Confess."

"Uncle's words are serious, it's just a minor injury, it's not worth mentioning."

As soon as the voice fell, Li Qiao clearly felt a chill that sent a chill from Shang Yu.

Li Qiao: "..."

She is not so squeamish.

Li Qiao touched her forehead, hung her head and laughed helplessly.

At this time, Shang Zonghai pushed the elegant cup of tea in front of them, changed the conversation, and said, "Drink some tea first. Since your foot is injured, don't go back today.

The rainy season in Nanyang is humid, and it is easy to get infected if the wound is not treated well.

I'll call your father later, and wait until tomorrow's injury gets better before going back, so I can just chat with this old man. "

Li Qiao: "???"

Before she had time to decline, Shang Yu on the side had already picked up the elegant cup and blew the heat, his expression relaxed, and he said solemnly, "Well, my father is right."

Li Qiao who had no chance to speak the whole time: "?"

She looked down at the back of her instep, moved her toe again, and couldn't help but wonder if she had scratched her skin or broke a leg...

In this way, Li Qiao was inexplicably forced to stay at the Nanyang Mansion.

Shang Zonghai was convinced, and after drinking tea in the tea room, he called Li Guangming.

Li Qiao didn't know what they were talking about. Afterwards, he received a text message from his parents, which probably meant that if the injury was serious, they would send an ambulance to the mansion to pick her up for the hospital.

(End of this chapter)