Outright Favoritism

Chapter 151 Yan Ye’s laugh is just a disguise

The next day, ten o'clock in the morning.

Li Qiao was awakened by the vibration of the phone.

Last night, after she bandaged the wound for Luo Yu, the two parted ways downstairs in the Renhe laboratory.

When she returned home, she was busy until late again and didn't go to bed until nearly two o'clock.

Li Qiao got up very angry, but the phone was placed on the table last night, and the vibration sounded into her ears again and again, which was very disturbing.

After half a minute, she got out of bed with no expression on her face, picked up the phone and planned to shut it down, but suddenly realized that the call was from Liuyun.

Li Qiao grabbed her mind, and her tone eased a little when she answered, "What's the matter?"

On the other side of the phone, it was a bit noisy.

And Liuyun's deliberately lowered voice also seemed particularly heavy, "Miss Li, can you...can you come to the Nanyang Mansion?"

Hearing what's wrong with Liuyun, Li Qiao pulled the hair out of her forehead and squinted her eyes, "What's wrong?"

"You come first, otherwise... I'm afraid that the rain will not be able to handle it!"

Li Qiao rubbed her forehead, "What happened to her?"

Could it be that the injury of the arm worsened?

But Li Qiao is confident in her ability to deal with wounds and is unlikely to make a mistake in judgment.

At this time, Liu Yun lowered his voice again and almost said in a breathless voice: "Miss Li, now I am afraid that only you can persuade the boss."

Shang Yu is back?

Li Qiao didn't ask for details any more, and finished freshening up as quickly as possible, putting on a jacket and jeans at will and going out.

Less than eleven o'clock, Li Qiao arrived at the Nanyang Mansion.

When she got out of the car, she didn't delay, and entered the door in a familiar way. As soon as she walked into the hall, she obviously felt that the atmosphere was not right.

It was more deserted and solemn than usual, and there was no sound in the silence.

Li Qiao stood at the door and looked around. A few seconds later, Liu Yun's figure appeared near the elevator.

He was only wearing a white shirt, with two buttons off the collar, and his hair was a little messy, especially the cloth on his arm was stained with blood.

Li Qiao's eyes sank instantly, and she came to Liu Yun, "Yan Ye is back?"

Liu Yun stretched out his hand towards the elevator, feeling very tense, "Well, I have already returned. Miss Li, please."

Within half a minute, Li Qiao followed Liuyun to the training room on the second floor.

From beginning to end, Liu Yun said nothing, and his expression didn't show any slack.

Near the door of Qianping's training room, Li Qiao stepped in slowly. She raised her eyes and saw that Luo Yu, who was pale, was fighting with a bodyguard.

At this time, nearly twenty bodyguards in black were also densely clustered around the spacious arena.

The expressions were serious and the momentum was like a rainbow, and they secretly geared up.

Li Qiao was puzzled. He looked around and found that not far from the ring, Shang Yu was sitting comfortably in a lazy chair with his neckline slightly open and his legs folded.

The man's thin lips were lightly raised, and he seemed to be in a good mood, but at a glance, Li Qiao could see that there was a thin, cold gloom in his eyes.

Laugh, just disguise.

At this moment, Li Qiao stepped forward, but his eyes were fixed on the ring. Seeing that Luo Yu was exhausted kicking a bodyguard off the ring, the man's lazy and magnetic voice came from his ears, "Next."

Li Qiao knows, the wheels are fighting!

The group of bodyguards standing upright under the ring is Luoyu's opponent.

Not to mention that she has injuries, even if she is a normal person, if she fights like this one on one, she will not die or become disabled.

Li Qiao sighed silently, stepped forward to squeeze the crowd away, and yelled clearly, "Wait a minute."

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