Outright Favoritism

   Chapter 977

  Li Qiao raised her head, and casually refused, "No see."

  Fang Luo's voice, a low and cold voice hit the back of Luo Yu's head, "This kind of thing does not need to be reported in the future."

  Luoyu's hair all over his body stood up instantly.

   She turned around with a stare, and suddenly saw Shang Yu's dark and deep vision, and bowed her head in panic, "Yes, boss."

  The man’s eyes were covered with thin frost, he opened the door and walked into the ward, shutting the door with Luoyu backhand.

  Cold, so cold.

  A casual look from the boss can make her feel like kneeling.

  He is still him, the overlord of Nanyang, but he seems to be more overbearing than before.

  Only Li Qiao can make him happy.

  Luoyu's eyes are complicated, and her heart is full of anxiety.

  Through the glass of the door, I saw Shang Yu walking to the window and rubbing Li Qiao's hair, his movements are gentle and gentle.

  Luoyu couldn't hear their conversation, so she turned around worriedly and left.

   Hope, she thinks too much.

  ……

  In the room, Shang Yu sat sideways on the side of the bed, with a long arm, he fished Li Qiao into his arms, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

  Li Qiao is not short, slender and slender. Sitting in the arms of a man, she looks a lot petite.

  She looked sideways, her eyes fell on his Adam's apple, and a smile appeared in her eyes, "You let Lantis be taken away?"

  Bai Yan said that the eight achievements of the'Lord Yan' are him.

  The man touched her warm cheeks, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice, "Did you see the news?"

  Li Qiao took her mobile phone, pursed her lips and smiled, "Of course, the entire social platform of the British Empire is paralyzed. The official media of the morning news is under the jurisdiction of the House of Lords?"

  Shang Yu’s throat slipped, and his thin lips raised a bit of a sharp curve, "Well, move the boat along the river."

this phrase……

  Li Qiao rubbed the frame of the phone and guessed it after a little thought.

   She stared at Shang Yu, her eyes lightly burning, "So... is she really crazy?"

  In fact, the scandal that Xiao Hongdao undermined his wife is not irreversible.

   After all, it is friction between husband and wife. If you find a favorable excuse, it is easy to reverse the direction of public opinion.

  Instead, it was a video of Ming Dailan being abandoned on the street, which completely detonated public anger.

   "It doesn't matter." The man lowered his head and kissed the corner of her mouth, "This is just the beginning."

  Perhaps, the final value of Ming Dailan is only a **** used by the Shang family against Xiao Hongdao.

   has nothing to do with right or wrong, Li Qiao only feels sad for her.

  Looking for searching for a lifetime, in the end, there is nothing.

  Whether she is pretending to be crazy or being crazy, it is all caused by her own hands.

  If she really loves her son and is in a state of insanity, how can she only remember her Ataru?

  Shang Yu, Shanglu, Xiao Yening... She had forgotten all of them.

  Ming Dailan didn’t even say apologize to Shang Yu for her stupidity.

  In the depths of her memory, she only remembers that A Taun was kind to her, so she looked for him and continued to enjoy the tolerance and love A Taun gave.

  In this life, from beginning to end, Ming Dailan still loves herself the most.

  ……

  In the quiet ward at night, Li Qiao fell asleep in Shang Yu's arms.

  When the light went out, the man leaned over and pressed a kiss on her forehead, looked at her deeply for a long time, then turned and left the door.

   Outside the door, Luo Yu stood not far away, his eyes flickered, and he wanted to speak, but hesitated to speak.

  Shang Yu and her passed by. Amid the sharp footsteps, she heard the man’s warning, "Don’t disturb her."

  Liu Yu nodded, watching the man's alienated back gradually fade away, and only after he recovered did he notice that his palm was sweaty.

   Such a boss is really terrifying.

  When Shang Yu returned to the courtyard, the heavy rain fell instantly.

  In the study, Shang Zonghai held the iPad in one hand, watching the news of the British emperor indifferently.

  Wei Ang heard footsteps and quickly stepped forward to open the door, "Master."

  Shang Yu walked all the way, the fabric on his shoulders had been wetted by rain.

  The broken hair hanging from his forehead was also damp, making his face increasingly cold and deep.

   "Did it rain?" Shang Zonghai put down the tablet, and the old **** looked up at the door.

  Shang Yu did not say a word, pursed his thin lips, walked to sit down opposite him, folded his legs and lowered his head to light a cigarette, “Her video on the streets of Burma, you let it go out?”

Shang Zonghai took off his glasses, leaned back in his chair and glanced at Wei Ang, "Bring a towel here."

  Wei Ang took the order to leave.

  Shang Zonghai put the glasses on his left hand, then picked up the ink stick and grind the ink on the ink plate lightly, "I always ask for some interest in everything."

  Shang Yu turned his head and exhaled a thick smoke, the white mist scattered, blurring the man's sharp eyebrows, "You still plan to control her?"

  "You can't manage too much, you can save your life at most." Shang Zonghai studied the ink slowly, and the ink fragrant flowed around, as if it had the effect of calming the nerves.

   Seeing that the depth between the man’s eyebrows and eyes has receded a lot, Shang Zonghai stretched his eyebrows and sighed: “Don’t underestimate Xiao Hongdao, a woman in a mere mere woman can’t shake his position so easily.”

   "Naturally not." Shang Yu's eyes were as deep as the sea, and a playful cold light burst into his eyes, "Your intention to release the video is to force him to do it?"

  Shang Zonghai's explorer crossed the table and picked up the cigarette case at the corner of the table, with a slightly deeper expression, "Only the moment of life and death can a person's potential be stimulated."

   "Let Xiao Hongdao kill her to test the authenticity?"

  Shang Zonghai lit a cigarette and narrowed his eyes, "You can't always count on me to miss my old love?"

   "This way, the best." Shang Yu lifted his thin lips awe-inspiringly.

  Shang Zonghai glanced at him displeasedly, "I ran back in the middle of the night just to remind me not to be soft-hearted?"

  The man smiled on his lips, and the spreading aura gradually disappeared, "I'm afraid you will repeat the same mistakes."

  It just so happened that Wei Ang was holding a bath towel and came late.

  Shang Zonghai snorted, opened the drawer in the corner of the table, took out a white porcelain bottle from the inside and threw it to the opposite side, "Take two, so that the girl won’t have a fever tomorrow and worry about it."

  The man raised his arms and squeezed his palm, intercepting the white porcelain bottle in the air.

  He rubbed it lightly, and sighed lazily, "Did you talk to Shanglu?"

  Shang Zonghai swallowed cigarettes in between, his mature handsome face was indistinctly deep, and he said, “Sooner or later, he will know that he should grow up after so many years.”

  ……

  The next day, the scandal of British Emperor Childman had spread across the ocean to Burma.

   is not widely known, but politicians from all over the world have heard of it.

   Prince George sent someone to contact Xiao Hongdao, but he couldn't get a reply for a long time, and Xiao Yehui was also in a state of losing contact.

  So, Prince George looked at a certain message on the phone, shook his head, and said with a smile, "Old foxes are always old foxes."

After that, he turned his eyes to look at the assistant secretary beside him, and said without changing his face: "In my name, I propose to the House of Representatives and the Royal Family to withdraw the title of Duke Zellman. Let the Council organize the discussion. Three days later, I Participate in person."

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  (End of this chapter)