Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 890

  In the depths of the lawn, the steps are covered with white snow.

   Li Qiao was forced to change into cotton boots and walked into the lawn wearing a coat.

  From a distance, she saw a group of black bodyguards standing solemnly behind Shang Yu.

  Although the distance is far, the shadowy figure can vaguely distinguish a slender figure on the ground, sitting on the snow with her knees bent, like a woman.

  At this moment, Jin Rong had no intention of observing the situation on the other side, and stared at Li Qiao with all his attention, for fear that she would be unstable and fall.

  For nothing else, she is the one who carries an ass.

  Even though Shang Yu never made it public, Jin Rong’s buddies are not stupid.

  After all... He explicitly forbids these brothers to smoke in public areas, especially where there is Li Qiao.

  There are also sour plum boxes that can be seen everywhere in the mansion, which couldn't be more obvious.

  After a while, Shang Yu's lingering light flashed, seeing Li Qiao coming, glanced at He Chen and left a sentence for you to deal with, then turned and walked away.

The bodyguards of the   Mansion also dispersed in due course, and soon returned to their respective posts to perform their duties.

  At this time, He Chen pinched his waist with one hand, his drooping gaze revealed a bit of aggression, "Can you afford it?"

  The woman turned her head to look at the trap on her ankle, her expression stupidly unresponsive.

  He Chen took out a lighter from his pocket and lit a cigarette. The white mist condensed into frost as he spoke, adding a bit of indifference to his frivolous and handsome cheeks, "I know you are stupid. I didn’t expect you to be so stupid, you can’t understand the black and white words?"

   "If you don't want to help, just start."

  On the other side, Shang Yu came to Li Qiao’s front, reached out and closed her shoulder coat, "How come out?"

  Li Qiao looked behind him, "A thief?"

  The man pulled a strand of hair away from the corner of her mouth, his deep tone was wrapped in a thin smile, "Your second sister."

   "Yin Mo?" Li Qiao's eyes flashed in astonishment, really surprised.

  She actually came to Nanyang?

  Shang Yu pursed his lips, lowered his eyelashes, and walked back around her, "Go to the house, and He Chen will bring her over."

  Li Qiao seemed to be worried, and wanted to go and take a look.

  Shang Yu sensed her intention, raised her thin lips and bowed his head to jokingly, "Want me to hold you back?"

   "No, I'll go by myself..." Li Qiao looked helplessly, and then looked at the distance for a few more times before returning back along the same road with Shang Yu.

  Jin Rong accompanied him throughout the run. During this period, because he looked back to observe He Chen and Yin Mo from time to time, he felt that the whole world was in pairs and he was alone and helpless.

  In the depths of the lawn, He Chen stayed in place with a smoke pestle, his narrow eyes pouting with a trace of sneer and displeasure, "Can I walk?"

  Yin Mo looked up, the sun behind the snow was particularly dazzling, while He Chen stood against the light, as if he was in a circle of light.

  She could not see his handsome face, but the mockery revealed in the words was obvious.

  Yin Mo was very stubborn and stood up on the snowy ground.

  But the trap was too sharp, and if she moved a little, Yin Mo was unsustainable with the piercing pain. She hadn't stood still, her legs were soft, and she was about to fall when she staggered.

  The next second, it darkened before his eyes, and He Chen seemed to reluctantly grab her into his arms.

   Yin Mo’s nose hit his chest, and the familiar and unfamiliar breath constantly stimulated her senses.

  He Chen lowered his head, mocking even more between his eyebrows, "Captain Yin, is this a hug?"

  Yin Mo stiffened all over and pushed him, "Let go."

  Most women are duplicity, especially Yin Mo's stubborn and dull character.

   Then, He Chen really let go of his hand.

   Yin Mo fell back to the ground again: "..."

  No normal man can do such a thing, obviously He Chen is abnormal.

  "Comfortable?" He Chen licked his posterior molars, staring at Yin Mo condescendingly, his eyes flashed over her bleeding ankles, feeling very upset.

  He had never seen such a stupid woman.

   Yin Mo was smashed, and the traps penetrated deep into the flesh again, making her eyes black with pain.

  She clenched her fist and took a deep breath, suppressing the constant dizziness.

  At this moment, a black shadow covered his head, and He Chen's face was unhappy and cold, "I really owe you what the hell."

   After all, he threw the cigarette **** at the corner of his mouth into the snow, leaned over and picked up Yin Mo. His movements were not gentle, but he avoided her injured ankle in a subtle way.

   Yin Mo's face was pale, and she leaned on his chest without saying a word.

  From the depths of the lawn to the mansion, He Chen walked quickly, but Yin Mo felt that time was stretched infinitely.

  She had never been hugged like this before, and she had the illusion that she was cherished.

  This is indeed an illusion, and even more a confusing illusion.

  Because how could He Chen cherish women? !

  ……

  Five minutes later, He Chen walked into the living room holding Yin Mo, and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

  Li Qiao leaned on Shang Yu's shoulder, holding a box of sour plums in one hand, eating and watching.

  Jin Rong sat on the solo sofa and glanced at the trap on Yin Mo’s ankle. He was amazed, "You came in through the mountains and ridges?"

  The woman who can be carried in by He Chen must also be an acquaintance.

  But... it doesn’t seem to be very clever.

  Luo Yu silently took out the medicine cabinet, while Liu Yun went to the bathroom to prepare hot water.

  He Chen threw Yin Mo onto the sofa, turned and sat opposite Jin Rong.

  Li Qiao looked at his casual throwing movement, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

  She put down the box of sour plums, patted the icing on her fingertips, walked to Yin Mo and squatted down, “Second sister, why didn’t you tell me when you came to Nanyang?”

  Yin Mo held the handrails with both hands, and pursed her lips, "I decided to come here temporarily. I went the wrong way in the mountains."

  Li Qiao was observing the trap. The meat was very deep and rusty. It should be some years old.

  Especially Yin Mo wore a thin, black tights with only a thin windbreaker.

   "Why come in through the mountains?" Li Qiao raised her head in disapproval, her eyes gleaming slightly.

  Yin's second child suddenly appeared in Nanyang, I am afraid it is not a coincidence.

  At this moment, Yin Mo looked at He Chen along the way, and then looked away again.

  He Chen caught her sight, then tilted Erlang's legs, don't open his face to sneer, "Is there still a face to look at me? You can go the wrong way with a topographic map, either stupid or stupid."

  Topographic map?

  Shang Yu and Jin Rong raised their eyebrows at the same time, both of them were playful.

  He Chen has always been venomous, but...he rarely speaks badly to women.

   "Brother Chen." Li Qiao called out dissatisfiedly, then looked at Luo Yu and said, "Let the family doctor come over and bring the tetanus needle."

  Luoyu went out to call in response, and Yin Mo's forehead was already sweating.

  "Let me see the topographic map of the mansion." Li Qiao took out the painkiller from the medicine box and handed it to Yin Mo.

   Yin Mo took the medicine, put down the cup, and took out a rough topographic map from the pocket of her coat. She swallowed her throat, as if she had no energy to speak.

  Li Qiao sighed, and patted the back of her hand soothingly: "I'll talk later."

  She opened the topographic map and glanced roughly. The layout of the mansion and the trend of the mountains were correct.

  However, Li Qiao still found an unobvious omission.

  (End of this chapter)