The marriage between Li Qiao and Shang Yu is settled in the calm tone of Shang Zonghai.
It's so smooth that Li Qiao has a strange idea. It seems that no matter which son she is engaged to, Shang Zonghai is happy to see her success.
Even if she had just retired from Shanglu a few months ago, it seemed harmless to him.
After dinner, Shang Zonghai and the Li family are still chatting in the rest area. Li qiaomo quietly walks out of LAN hall and unconsciously comes to the blue garden in the backyard.
She stood in a red dress in the green garden, gazing at a banana tree.
There was a sound of footsteps approaching behind her. Li Qiao didn't look back. In a twinkling of an eye, she pasted a warmth on her back.
She stood still, leaning back in the man's arms.
"Why did you come out alone?" Shang Yu's low voice seems to add a touch of coolness to midsummer. He looks down at Li Qiao's light look and can't understand what she is thinking for a moment.
Li Qiao sighed silently, with her back head resting on his shoulder and fingers grasping the banana leaves, "just walk around and think about something by the way."
She actually has a sense of being manipulated.
From her and Shang Yu's openness to the present, it seems that everything is taken for granted, whether it is the attitude of her parents or Shang Zonghai.
Is it just because this person is Shangyu?
"What do you think?" At this time, the man had taken off his suit and was only wearing a simple black shirt. The collar was slightly open, and her tall and straight body almost encircled her in his arms.
Li Qiao feels the heat of being close to each other, shakes her head, and swallows the words that linger on her lips. "Nothing. I don't think so."
……
At half past two, the lunch ended and the two sides set out on their way home.
In the Routh motorcade, Shang Zonghai's sharp eyes fell on Shang Yu. "What did she say to you about your marriage with a girl?"
The man leaned back with his legs, slowly opened his eyes and whispered back, "No
"Well." Shang Zonghai pondered for a few seconds, and then told him meaningfully: "since she didn't say it, don't mention it for the time being. Now is not a good time for you to get married."
Shang Yu narrowed his eyes and picked the tip of his brow. A smile appeared on his thin lips. "Don't you say it all depends on us?"
Shang Zonghai glanced at him, took off the Buddhist beads on his wrist and fiddled with them twice. "I said that to the girl. The marriage is settled. I'll say that I won't let you get married now. Maybe she will think more.
Marriage is a matter for both of you. As long as you don't mention it for the time being, the child can't rush you. "
"Why?" Men's deep eyes are like the dark sea, seemingly without waves, but the bottom of the eyes is turbulent.
Shang Zonghai twirled the Buddha beads and kept silent for a few seconds. He didn't give a direct answer, but said a specious sentence, "in a word, as long as you two are well together, you don't have to be in a hurry to get married."
Shang Yu looked at him with deep eyes, turned his head to look out of the window, and said, "is that right? What's the matter with the Li family? What did you say to make them laugh so carefully? "
Hearing this, Shang Zong looked straight ahead without any difference. "Do you see it?"
The man raised his hand and pulled off his collar. His eyes still fell out of the window, and his voice was low. "What do you want to say?"
Shang Zonghai didn't make a sound for a long time. Until he drove into the Nanyang Mountain area, he said: "I will tell you when it's time to say it. At present, you just need to protect the little girl for me."
Shang Yu looked back slowly and looked at him. Father and son's eyes met, one cold and deep, the other shrewd and sophisticated.
Shang Zonghai took off his glasses and half closed his eyes against the back of his chair. Tell me first. I heard that the woman came to Nanyang some time ago. What did she do this time? "
……
Li family villa.
Li Qiao follows Li's husband and wife into the living room. The driver and housekeeper behind her are holding all kinds of brocade boxes.
It's not a lot of things, but it's very valuable to take out any of them.
Li Qiao nests in the single person sofa at will, her eyes are calm, and she looks cool.
Duan Shuyuan bumps into Li Guangming's arm and pours in the direction of Li Qiao.
After a silent push, Li Guangming finally asked, "what's the matter, girl? What do you think? "
Li Qiao didn't make a sound, even her expression didn't fluctuate.
Li Guangming frowned and looked at Duan Shuyuan and raised her chin, which means it's your turn.
Duan Shuyuan glared at him, got up and went to Li Qiao, touched her cheek, "baby, why don't you talk?"
"Well?" Li Qiao suddenly recovered, looked up at her, some at a loss, "Mom, what's the matter?"
Li Guangming pinched his nose and breathed a sigh of relief.
I thought my daughter saw something. She was distracted.
Duan Shuyuan took the opportunity to sit beside Li Qiao and looked at her eyebrows carefully. "It's not easy to get engaged. Aren't you happy?"Li Qiao raised her eyebrows. "I'm not unhappy. I just think about things."
She did not say more, after finishing her mood, she picked up the dark green brocade box from the tea table and went upstairs.
Duan Shuyuan looked at the other betrothal gifts on the table and called behind her: "pretty, where do you want to put these things? Mom, will you take it up? "
Li Qiao stood at the stairs and looked back. She shook her head with no interest. "No, you can keep it."
Those things are not as attractive to her as the translated documents.
Li and his wife stared at the brocade box on the table. Their eyes met and they were somewhat embarrassed.
They dare not accept the dowry from Mr. Shang.
And in previous conversations, they have learned that the value of these gifts is immeasurable.
To put it mildly, the Oppenheimer blue diamond is worth more than 500 million, not to mention other jewelry sets.
"You go to Nanyang private bank to open an account and deposit it for your daughter." Li Guangming took the green tea from the servant, sipped it and suggested to Duan Shuyuan.
Duan Shuyuan nodded without thinking, "well, I'll go in the afternoon."
……
In the room, Li Qiao sat at the table, opened the brocade box and smelled a burst of ink.
Just like last time, Shang Zonghai still wrote another 20 pages of the translated version of the Autobiography of the stock god.
She took a cursory look, because there was no hope, so when the account name and transaction password appeared on the last page, she was inevitably surprised.
The contents of these 20 pages are also original views on the stock market.
But is the stock god so ambitious? He wrote his position trading account and password in his biography.
If it wasn't for Shang Yu, it would have fallen into other people's hands
The question is, after so many years, will the account still exist?
Li Qiao's eyes fell deeply on the account and password. After reading it, she covered the brocade box again and put it aside.
In less than half an hour, she changed her clothes, took a bath, took the brocade box and went out.
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