The bodyguard's confidant stood in front of him, fell silent for a moment, then leaned in and whispered, "Master, it seems your guess was not wrong. The relationship between Master Yan and Miss Li is indeed extraordinary."
Shang Zonghai stood with his hands behind his back, his glasses hiding the sharpness and amusement in his eyes, "Whether it's a blessing or a curse, let her own fate decide."
...
Outside the mansion, on the mid-mountain lawn.
Shang Yu led Li Qiao for a stroll in the depths of the lawn, with the mountains enshrouded by a thin mist. From a distance, the Tianshan Mountains seemed connected.
Li Qiao walked with her hands behind her back, looking around, and chatted with Shang Yu in a disconnected way, "Master Yan, I heard Shang Lu returned to Parma?"
"Hmm, he went back to take refuge." The man, tall and strong, walked beside Li Qiao with his hands behind his back, teasingly contented.
