Outright Favoritism

Chapter 545 Pamamu Family

Yun Li shook his head and said with a grin: "I guess. If she is willing to say anything, she won't be so tired."

Li Qiao is too affectionate and righteous.

She would rather feel uncomfortable than bring too many negative emotions to the people around her.

But it was her that made Yun Li helpless and distressed.

He really hopes that she can learn to rely on others, even if it is not him, whoever is good.

At this time, Shang Yu held his forehead with his fingers, watching Yun Li with an obscure expression, "Don't ask too much, she can do whatever she wants."

"Well, the mercenary group has nothing to do recently. I plan to stay in Nanyang for a while. Are you okay?" Yun Li asked with a cigarette to his lips, looking at the opposite side through a faint mist.

The man lowered his eyelashes unhurriedly, "It's up to you."

...

At noon, Li Qiao returned to the living room after dinner, and Yun Li had already left the mansion.

Shang Yu took the special medicine she brought over and re-wrapped her. The wound showed no signs of inflammation, but the man's eyebrows were still tightly furrowed.

Li Qiao looked down at the dark green brocade box in her hand, her eyes erratic.

Not long after, the man tied a bow on the palm of her hand. Li Qiao glanced at him, then opened the hidden button of the brocade box, and the familiar fragrance of ink came out.

She rubbed the rice paper with black lettering on a white background, and turned her head to meet the man's gaze, "Uncle did it by someone today?"

"A week ago."

Hearing this answer, Li Qiao cast her lips in surprise.

No wonder there has been nothing, she thought Shang Zonghai regretted it.

Li Qiao grabbed his mind, took out the rice paper and started reading one by one.

Indeed, as she thought, the content of translation this time is no longer an analysis and forecast of the stock market.

On the contrary, it is more like a person's autobiography.

Li Qiao finished reading the twenty pages very quickly.

But she was silent longer than every time.

What is recorded here is a love story...not beautiful but thrilling enough.

Jing Yilan's lover, named Mu Aofan, is the eldest son of Pama's top blue-blooded nobleman, the Mu family, and the first heir.

She and Mu Aofan antagonized each other from the beginning to the mutual appreciation, which can be summed up in four words, love and kill each other.

Throughout the story, Jing Yilan is telling her journey of falling in love with Mu Aofan.

Mu Aofan.

Li Qiao transferred the rice paper in her hand to Shang Yu, "Pamamu, do you know?"

The man unfolded the rice paper, scanned it from top to bottom, and replied in a deep voice, "I heard it a long time ago."

"Then now..." Li Qiao raised his eyebrows.

Shang Yu put the rice paper back in the brocade box and looked at Li Qiao with a deep look, "It should be there."

The Mu's early years were almost the same in Pama.

As the first nobleman of Pama, his position of power is the top existence.

It is said that the Mu family always controlled more than half of Pama's rare minerals. The wealth was inestimable.

Later, he was wiped out overnight and the Mu family changed hands, and disappeared in Parma within a few years.

However, the original residents of Pama knew that the Mu family was still there, but the current ruler chose to keep a low profile to avoid the world without revealing his wealth.

As for the reasons for the destruction of the Mu family, almost all of Pama’s existing top family heads kept secret.

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao sighed quietly, "In other words, the Mu family now is no longer the Mu family they used to be."

The man leaned on the sofa, looked at her thoughtfully, raised his hand and stroked her cheek, "Do you doubt that he has something to do with Mu's family?"

Li Qiao grabbed his fingers in his palms, curled her lips narrowly, "That's not true, I actually want to know what medicine is sold in my uncle's gourd."

Shang Yu raised his thick eyebrows, held her wrist in his backhand and pulled to his side, "Then?"

"It's nothing then." Li Qiao pressed against the man's shoulder, leaning against him as if boneless.

She rubbed the bow on the gauze with the tip of her left finger, with a calm expression, "The only possibility I can think of is that I am related to the female stock goddess, or...what is the blood relationship."

Upon hearing this, Shang Yu's eyes sank, "If there is blood relationship, what are you going to do?"

Selfishly, he absolutely didn't want Li Qiao to shoulder the responsibilities that shouldn't belong to her.

A family can be destroyed, either the light is too bright to cause a group attack, or the foundation is not stable enough to resist foreign enemies.

No matter what the result is, it shouldn't have anything to do with his pretty.

Li Qiao noticed the sudden change of the man's aura, and she rubbed the back of her head against his shoulder twice, "It depends on how profound the blood relationship is.

I asked my third brother if I was a child of the Li family. He said that when I was born, my whole family was there. "

As she said, she glanced at Shang Yu, whose eyes were silent, pursed the corner of her mouth, and continued: "I have lived in Li's house since I have a memory.

My parents, brothers, are all my relatives. Even if I am not a child of the Li family, what can I change? "

Li Qiao is absolutely sensible.

It is because she is different from ordinary people's excessive reason, which makes her look a little cold.

She has long realized that she and the female stock **** are inextricably linked, and she believes Shang Yu is the same.

Especially in the last translated document, Shang Zonghai directly wrote down the stock account of the female stock god.

This feeling similar to inheritance further confirmed her guess.

Whether it is the Mu family or the Jing family, even if there is a sea of ​​blood and deep hatred, it does not mean that she will carry it down without knowing the truth.

For people and things that have no memory, she can't have feelings for nothing.

Even though these translated documents permeated her little by little like a long line fishing, but so far, she still doesn't feel much.

This is like a history book, unless it can really affect her emotions, otherwise... to her, everything is just a story.

At that time, Shang Yu looked at her calm and calm posture, and the sharpness between his eyebrows dissipated for a few minutes, "Do you want to check?"

Li Qiao glanced at him, raised her lips and smiled, "Of course, we can't give up halfway. Besides, even if I don't check it, my uncle will definitely let someone continue to send translation documents, and I will still read it.

I want to know about the female stock goddess, not what I plan to do.

Since I bought an autobiography for 30 billion, I always have to see what it ends.

Are you... worried that I will act impulsively when I know the truth? "

The man pressed the corners of his lips pretentiously, his warm palms caressed the back of her head, his tone was a little soft, "I do have this worry."

"Not so much." Li Qiao shook her head meaningfully. "Will this autobiography move me and say otherwise, even if the truth is what I said, I have the right to choose whether it is not."

She checked the female stock god, just want to know.

But in Li Qiao's heart, protecting the people around him is more important than anything else.

(End of this chapter)