Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 923 Give Her Enough Freedom

  Maybe he was really wrong.

  Shang Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the extinguishing flames at his fingertips. If she was given enough freedom, would she no longer feel tired and helpless for him.

  As today, she went to the Liye Building next door, but did not come to Yanhuang.

   "Om——"

   Suddenly, the vibration sounded from the man's hand, breaking the silence and loneliness of the room.

  Shang Yu lit a little soot, lowered his eyes to open the chat box, still not Li Qiao, but Luo Yu.

  ——Boss, Madam will go home immediately.

  The man did not reply, the lock screen was leaning against the back of the chair, his deep eyes staring at the bottomless sadness.

  ……

  Dark night, Li Qiao and Luo Yu returned to the mansion.

  Except for a few more boxes of apples and flowers in the entrance, everything else is as usual.

  Li Qiao changed her shoes, let Luo Yu take the things to the restaurant and hide them first. She caught a glimpse of the huge bouquet of roses in the corner, and she unfolded the card.

  ——Every year there is today, every year there is today.

  Li Qiao: "???"

  What wonderful blessing is this?

  It just so happened that a bodyguard passed by the hall, caught a glimpse of the card in Li Qiao’s hand, then glanced at the flowers, and said, "husband, madam...that bunch of flowers is for Luoyu."

  Li Qiao said ‘oh’ without embarrassment, and silently put the card on the flowers again.

  It was almost nine o'clock, and Shang Yu hadn't returned yet.

  Li Qiao was not in a hurry, changed her home clothes and went to the laboratory.

   Twenty minutes later, Shang Yu returned with the moonlight.

  Ignoring the apple in the hallway, he walked into the living room with a trace of eagerness.

   Falling rain appeared at the right time, and whispered: "Boss, Madam is downstairs."

  The man slightly pursed his thin lips, took off his coat and walked to the sofa to take a seat, leaning his head on the backrest, "Did she have morning sickness today?"

   "No." Luo Yu answered truthfully, then thought of something, and tentatively said: "Boss, do you want to eat first?"

Shang Yu closed his eyes, put his arms on his forehead and did not answer.

  The rain flashed, and he muttered to himself: "The kitchen is ready..."

   "No need." The man reached out and unbuttoned his collar, "Go out."

  Luo Yu did not give up, "Boss, madam, she..."

  Shang Yu’s throat slipped, and his voice was indistinctly hoarse, "Go out, don’t disturb her."

  Luoyu: "..." Can you let her finish her sentence?

  Forget it, for the bonus, silence is golden.

  Good Christmas Eve, I don’t feel safe at all.

  Luo Yu was helpless, after thinking about it, she decided to give Li Qiao a short report.

  Laboratory, Li Qiao is busy in front of the computer, with her mobile phone turned on, and Shen Qingye’s singing like a wolf howling is constantly heard.

   "Has he been stimulated recently?"

  Yun Li’s steady voice came with a faint coughing sound, and Shen Qingye’s growl could be faintly heard over the receiver: "Who cut my song?"

  Li Qiao curled her lips, her tone was lightly faint, "Maybe."

   Yun Li took off the phone, clenched his fist to his lips and coughed again, “Don’t plan to come out to spend Christmas Eve with us tonight?”

   "No." After Li Qiao sent the email, she closed the computer and rubbed her temples, "You guys play."

   Yun was stern and attentive. He heard Li Qiao’s gentle and lazy tone, and did not force it anymore, “Then wait for Xia Xia to come over and meet again for dinner.”

  Li Qiao nodded and agreed, and felt a little hungry when she hung up the phone.

  She glanced at the watch, and the pointer had reached the nine-thirty position.

  Shang Yu hasn't come back yet?

  Li Qiao condensed her eyebrows, got up, turned off the light, and walked out of the laboratory.

  Back upstairs, I ran into falling rain when I walked out of the elevator.

   "Madam, the boss is back, but..."

Before the words finished, Li Qiao nodded and passed by, "Well, I'll go find him."

  Falling rain: "..."

  I can’t let her finish a sentence tonight, right?

  Fucking today every year, every year there is the present, that’s not a blessing, it’s a curse!

  Gu Chen who thundered in the sky.

  It is true that Gu Chen sent that bouquet of roses.

   was lying in the trash can outside the door, receiving the baptism of the cold night.

  Because he said that the flower shop had sent it wrong, he originally wanted to send Wannianqing.

Without an instant, Li Qiao came to the living room, looking around but not seeing Shang Yu.

  The crystal lamp has been turned off, only two floor lamps emit a dim dim light.

  Li Qiao swung her feet, ready to go upstairs to have a look.

  But in the restaurant on the left, there was a faint noise, Li Qiao pursed her lips and walked over.

  The light in the dining room was on, falling on the shoulders of the man standing on his back, showing a bit of silence and seclusion.

  Shang Yu stood in front of the Liulitai, still wearing a shirt and trousers, well-dressed, but bowed his head not knowing what he was doing.

  Li Qiao slowed down and approached slowly.

  The man heard the quiet footsteps and did not look back, but asked in a low voice, "She's still busy?"

  Li Qiao did not say a word, swallowed her throat, feeling a little complicated.

  Shang Yu was peeling apples, and a bunch of apple peels fell on the ground. He didn't even look at it, but still focused on the movements in his hands.

  The time is neither long nor short.

  But the man seemed to forget that there was someone behind him.

  Shang Yu cut the apple into pieces of similar size and placed them on the plate, put down the fruit knife, and pressed the bleeding fingertips, his handsome face was very indifferent.

  He stood alone, silent for a long time.

  Li Qiao watched quietly behind her, her fingers curled slightly, her heart sore and painful.

  She had never seen Shang Yu's depressed side.

  Even the vigilance and guard in the bones are gone.

  Li Qiao admits that in recent days, she can't do anything, and she lacks interest in everything.

  Even if they have never quarreled, there are still traces of the distance between them.

  She didn't intend to alienate, she was just looking for a balance.

  A kind of... balance that can give him a sense of security and prevent himself from being too passive.

  Li Qiao did not open her face and looked out the window. The glass reflected the figures of two people. Maybe the light was too bright, so there was less warmth.

  In just a few seconds, Shang Yu seemed to have noticed something. He raised his head and slowly looked sideways, and ran into Li Qiao's dark red eyes in an instant.

   His eyes met, but no one broke the silence.

  Li Qiao took the corner of her mouth, and walked forward slowly.

  The man's eyes fluctuate slightly, rolling his Adam's apple and waiting for her to approach.

  Li Qiao walked in front of Shang Yu, his reflection still clear in his eyes.

  She still seems to love him, and she doesn’t bother him, as if nothing has changed.

  Li Qiao asked him: "Why come back so late?"

  Shang Yu lowered his eyes and locked her eyebrows, not letting go of any subtle expressions on her, and replied dumbly: "The company will have a meeting."

  Li Qiao nodded, and naturally hooked the man's palm on his side, "Let’s eat, then."

  The moment he shook his palms, Li Qiao's hand was firmly squeezed.

   "I'm not hungry." Shang Yu held her hand, his eyes regained a little gentleness, "Have some apples on Christmas Eve, eh?"

  He said that he was going to get the fruit plate. The next second, Li Qiao said innocently, "I haven't eaten it either."

  The man raised his eyes steeply, breathing heavily, "Waiting for me?"

  (End of this chapter)