The man looked down at her evasive eyes, reached out and pinched her cheek, and joked in a low voice: "really when I am licentious?"
Even if you know her, you won't sing every night.
What's more, she has to be given a few days to recuperate.
Hearing this, Li Qiao raised her eyelids, patted his hand and muttered in a low voice, "it's quite self-knowledge."
"Well?" Shang Yu bullied his body forward, squinted and asked whether he would smile or not.
Li Qiao light cough, pushed down his shoulder, words front a turn, "ask you a matter."
The man took her to the window chair to sit down, slightly raised eyebrows seemed to be waiting for her to speak.
Li Qiao embraces the pillow, takes out her mobile phone, turns on the ICC system, reverses the screen and points it at Shang Yu. She says with a smile: "I guess you have this system in your mobile phone."
The man didn't speak. Instead, he looked at Li Qiao deeply and took the mobile phone from her hand.
He points into the personal center, simple operation two times, curved lip way: "why always use Yunling account?"
Li Qiao looked at the screen suspiciously and explained in a light voice, "convenient."
Shang Yu raised his eyes to see her one eye, and then on the screen a few clicks, then handed back the mobile phone, "have a look again."
Li Qiao was puzzled until she saw that the personal central account of the ICC system had become an all gold name, and she was surprised.
Golden name: Lord.
Security level: SSS.
Li Qiao looked at the screen with an indescribable complexion.
He is really the leader of the international conference.
"This account is the highest authority in the meeting. You can directly check what you want to check in the future."
Li Qiao pursed her lips and looked at Shang Yu. For a moment, she rubbed the screen with her thumb and lost her smile: "no wonder you know Yunling's assassination like the back of your hand. It turns out that you are the Lord."
After that, Li Qiao looked at him and said, "disrespect, disrespect..."
Voice square falls, outside the corridor of guest room rings a burst of very urgent footstep sound.
Li Qiao twisted her eyebrows, looked at the direction of the gate, then looked at her mobile phone, and suddenly glanced, "didn't you turn off the positioning system?"
Her mobile phone is still open for positioning, and Shangyu has just used her mobile phone to log in to the main account.
The man leaned lazily against the back of the chair, his fingers on one side of his forehead, and nodded his head in perplexity Positioning is not turned off.
There was no time to export the words behind. The door of the guest room was kicked open.
Yunli, panting for breath, props his toes against the door, holds his mobile phone in one hand, glances at the positioning icon in the system, and then looks up at the guest room.
The Lord will be here!
Cloud Li didn't even say a word, holding a mobile phone came striding.
As he walked, he was afraid that the icon of Huizhu would disappear again.
A few seconds later, he stood in front of the table, threw his mobile phone on the table, coldly glanced at Shangyu, and then fixed his eyes on Li Qiao's screen.
Gold will be the main account.
Yunli pinches his waist with one hand, and his expression is very hard to say. After a long time, he looks at Liqiao. He feels strange and even wants to kneel.
Is this kid the master?
He doesn't believe it!
Yun Li has a brain. Although seeing is believing, many things can't stand scrutiny at all.
He grabbed Li Qiao's mobile phone and looked at the account carefully. His breath was gradually shortness.
Li Qiao lowered her head to help her forehead, raised her eyelids and looked at Shangyu, sighing silently.
It's a damn coincidence.
Yunli was stunned for half a minute. Just when Liqiao wanted to explain, he shook his body and bowed to Shangyu. "Yunli, the mercenary regiment, has met the master."
Li Qiao
At this time, Shang Yu's eyebrows and eyes glanced at Yun Li calmly, and his arms were empty. He said, "are you not afraid to recognize the wrong person?"
Cloud Li lifts eyes in a hurry, and covers eyes again, "won't admit a mistake, she what virtue I know."
Li Qiao turned her lips and didn't want to talk to him.
To say that before Yunli treated Shangyu like a rival, then at this moment anyone can see his awe and respect for Shangyu.
It's a moment of attitude change after knowing.
The leader of the international conference, even if he has not met him, even if he does not know who he is, does not affect the respect of the leaders of the eight groups.
Shang Yu sighed deeply and motioned to the chair beside him, "sit down and say."
Yunli hesitated a little, but soon he pulled back his chair and took a seat. His posture was upright, and he didn't have the usual bohemian.
After a short silence, Shang Yu takes out a cigarette box from his pocket and throws it to Yun Li. "Have you found the information of the mercenary regiment?"
Yun Li clenched his hands to his knees and nodded with a straight face, "I've found it. Thank you for arranging in advance."
Having said that, Yunli's heart has already begun to curse.The man who robbed him of his good heart was actually his own boss.
The target assassinated by the mercenary regiment is actually the leader of the international conference.
This bloody life!
Shang Yu slowly lit his cigarette and looked at it with obvious formality. Yun Li frowned, "the funds for rebuilding the office building of the mercenary regiment will be paid in a week."
Cloud Li picks eyelid to gaze at him, on the mouth respectfully thanks, but in the heart secretly commit to mutter.
He blew up his own building and rebuilt it with his own money. He's really good at playing.
After a while, Yunli got up to say goodbye.
Even if he didn't show it on his face, the fact that Shang Shaoyan was the master of the society was too suffocating.
He needs to find a place to digest.
Cloud Li picked up his mobile phone from the table, turned around and planned to leave, just walked two steps, behind floated a reminder, "remember to keep secret."
"Don't worry about it." Yunli stands still, turns back, glances at Liqiao stealthily, wipes her face, and walks away with great strides.
That night, Yunli took advantage of the night to leave the park.
The luxury car drove through the quiet streets of Parma and drove to the edge of the city.
It should have been a happy thing to discover the identity of the guild leader.
But Yunli was driving with his hands tightly on the steering wheel, and he was not happy anyway.
Damn it!
……
The next day, at nine o'clock in the morning, the group set foot on their way home.
With the rapid rise of Yanhuang's special plane, Li Qiao looks out of the side window at the city's shrinking territory, with a light look back.
Maybe he will come back sooner or later. I only hope that by then, Shang Zonghai can translate all the contents of the Autobiography of stock god.
Li Qiao's words are true. She hasn't read the contents of the brocade box.
Everything, just waiting to return to Nanyang to solve the mystery.
Three and a half hours later, at 8:30 a.m. Nanyang time, the plane landed at Nanyang International Airport.
Rolls has been waiting on the tarmac for a long time.
When he got on the bus, Shang Yu told him to go back to Nanyang mansion directly. Li Qiao sat beside him and thought about it, then said, "take me to Yanhuang private hospital first."
The man looked at her, thick eyebrows wrinkled, "uncomfortable?"
"No Li Qiao looked out of the window at the familiar street view and said, "I'll go to see Li San. You go back first."
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