Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 850

The Yanhuang special plane landed at Nanyang International Airport at 12 noon.

  Li Qiao traveled to and from the border in two days, and her body inevitably couldn't help it.

   got into the car, Luo Yu handed her the thermos cup, and said carefully, "Madam, actually don’t have to come back in such a hurry..."

   Even a normal person would get tired from running around for days, let alone Li Qiao who was pregnant.

  Li Qiao did not speak, leaning on the back of the back seat and closing his eyes to rest.

  She hurried back to Nanyang, so she made sense.

  Feicheng and Diancheng are only separated by a cloud mountain, which is about half an hour’s drive away.

  In Diancheng three years ago, Mrs. Xiao intended to drive him into a car. Once Shang Yu went to Feicheng, it was impossible to guarantee that this memory would not be brought back to him.

  ……

  Mansion.

  Li Qiao entered the door and went back to the master bedroom.

  Shang Yu called when he heard the news, but no one answered.

  After ten minutes, Li Qiao walked out of the bathroom with water drops on her chin and red eyes.

  She sat on the side of the bed and grabbed her mobile phone. She cleared her throat and called the man back when she saw the missed call.

  "I'm back?" The prompt sounded only once, and Shang Yu's thick and magnetic voice came through the earpiece.

  Li Qiao's voice is slightly dumb, "Well, just got home."

  The man who is keen to his bones can hear what is wrong with Li Qiao without distinguishing it, "Is it uncomfortable?"

   "No, I got choked on drinking water." Li Qiao leaned on the bedside, her eyebrows tired and unconscious, "I'm fine, you'll be busy first, and I'll talk about it when you come back tonight."

  Shang Yu pursed her lips and told her to rest first. After the two of them finished talking, the man took up the jacket on the armrest and strode out to the door.

  He Chen was still talking, he suddenly saw his movements, biting his cigarette and teasing, "It's only been two days apart. Are you so impatient?"

   responded to him with the sound of the door being slammed.

  He Chen cursed with a smile, but didn't care, turned his eyes to look at Zong Zhan, "Are you pretending to be sick?"

  Zong Zhanping was lying on the hospital bed, fingers crossed against his abdomen, he retracted his eyes from the ceiling and glanced at the opposite side, "I will be discharged tomorrow."

   "You can be hospitalized for a week even if you have a diarrhea, do those recruits in your army know you are such a waste?"

  Zongzhan was too lazy to talk to him, and continued to look at the ceiling thinking about how to clean up Silo when he went to Myanmar.

After a while, someone knocked on the door of the ward, and Zong Yue carried the fruit basket and poked his head in from outside, "Uncle San, Uncle Fourth."

  He Chen cocked Erlang's legs and spit out smoke, "I came here by myself?"

  Zong Zhan sat up, his gloomy eyes looked behind Zong Yue, "That kid wasn't with you?"

  That kid, Li Jun.

  Zong Yue carried the fruit basket to the bedside table and smiled slightly, "No, he is busy."

  He Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Zong Yue through the smoke, "Buster than your fifth uncle?"

   "Uh...that shouldn't be there." Zong Yue secretly looked at Zong Zhan's obviously unpleasant expression, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "Why... I ask him?"

  Isn’t it saying that Sanshu just has a stomachache? Why did it seem to have a serious illness and still need Li Jun to visit?

  Zong Zhan held the elder's posture, pressed the corner of his lips and nodded, "As a junior, you still have to be conscious."

  He Chen glanced at the pretentious Zong Zhan and snorted softly.

  You might as well just say that you don’t like Li Jun.

  In this way, Zong Yue called and Li Jun immediately put down his work and rushed to the Royal Private Hospital half an hour later.

   Li Jun knew that Zong Zhan had a great opinion of him, and the reason was probably the time when Zong Yue accompanied the wine to the police station.

  As the head of the military, Zong Zhan is already righteous, and the majesty he deliberately created has really put a lot of pressure on Li Jun.

  In terms of age, he is similar to Zong Zhan, but his momentum is half shorter.

  At this moment, Zong Zhan is wearing a hospital gown, sitting on the sofa and smoking a cigarette, completely ignoring the hospital’s smoking ban.

  He Chen was not in the ward, and he didn't know who called him. He left without saying any greetings.

  "You and Xiaoyue have been married for a few months. When do you plan to take her back to Imperial Capital?"

   Li Jun sat on his side, tilted his head to look at Zong Yue, who was picking his fingers, "Look at Xiaoyue's meaning, if she wants to return, I can take the time to accompany her back."

   "Take time?" Zong Zhan was very disgusted with this word, "You are so busy at work that you don't even have time to spend time with your wife? Then what are you getting married?"

   Li Jun frowned and pressed the corners of his lips without making a sound.

  He also disliked Zong Zhan, because he had a strong smell of military ruffians, and he was vigorous and unrelenting.

   "Uncle San!" Zong Yue couldn't help but help Li Jun not being trained, "He asked me before if I wanted to go home, but I didn't want to..."

   Before she finished speaking, she shut up herself.

  Oops, it's better not to say that.

  Sure enough, Zong Zhan’s fierce gaze became deeper and deeper, and his hand holding the cigarette lightly touched his knee, with a smile, "Since I don't want to go home, don't go back anymore."

  He embarrassed Li Jun so much because he hoped that he would show more love to Zong Yue.

  The same man, he still can't see how much affection he has for Zong Yue in Li Jun's eyes.

  Even if you don’t need to be like Shaoyan to Li Qiao, you should be like ordinary couples.

  Even though Li Jun is introverted and stable, Shaoyan is more introverted and deep than him, and he still expresses care and love without hesitation when facing his lover.

  And all of this, Li Jun has nothing.

  Unexpectedly, Zong Yue was caught in it, and she didn’t know what was so good about a boring man like Li Jun.

  Zong Zhan pressed his temple irritably, "You two go back."

  "San Shu..." Zong Yue regretted that he shouldn't run into him for Li Jun.

  Zong Zhan pinched his cigarette without raising his head, and waved his hand casually, “You don’t want to go back to Zong’s house as you please, but don’t forget to call your grandfather during the holidays to save him from thinking about you.”

  Walking out of the hospital, Zong Yue’s mood could not be calmed for a long time.

  Being married for so long, for the first time she had a complaint-like sentiment towards Li Jun.

  She couldn’t bear to say anything, and walked silently to the parking lot. She just took out the key and bent her arms tightly, “Why don’t you speak? Miss your grandpa?”

  Li Jun’s personality dictated that he didn't have so many twists and turns in his heart. He saw that Zong Yue was depressed and subconsciously thought she was homesick.

   is such a sentence, which instantly ignited all the grievances in Zong Yue's heart.

  She broke free of Li Jun, turned her head stubbornly not to look at him, "Don't worry about it, I'm back to the company."

   "Don't worry about me?" Li Jun grabbed her arm again, "What are you angry with?"

  Zong Yue felt very tired, because even quarrels would make her feel like a fist hitting the cotton wool.

  Li Jun's heart is too peaceful, and he is used to discussing matters.

   can be emotional, there is no way to treat it objectively.

  Zong Yue wanted to lose her temper, but felt that she was making troubles unreasonably.

   She narrowed her eyebrows, lowered her eyes and shook her head, "I'm not angry, the company is still going, I have to go back as soon as possible."

   Li Jun looked at Zong Yue, unable to tell for a moment whether she was really troubled or angry with him.

  (End of this chapter)