Li Cheng gaze deeply on Li Qiao's face, and a few seconds later, he shook his head vaguely, "I don't know, Shang Shaoyan is known for his mystery in Nanyang. Shenlong sees the head but does not see the end. How many people want to take a photo of him for so many years. It's as difficult as climbing, what do you ask him to do?"
Li Qiao sat down in the chair next to him, looked down at her slightly swollen right hand, and said absently: "It's nothing, just ask. Since he is Shanglu's eldest brother, if he hadn't retired, he would have done so in the future. Become my big brother."
When the words were over, Li Cheng glanced at her weirdly, "You lack the eldest brother? Are the three brothers in the family not enough?"
Yes, it's delicious!
Li Qiao looked at Li Cheng quietly, her lips closed without saying a word.
The siblings sat in the rest area and were silent for a moment. Li Cheng lit a cigarette and reminded him as he vomited: "Qiao, don't be curious about Shang Shaoyan, he is not a good person."
Li Qiao watched Li Cheng's murderous hostility, and silently swallowed the words from her mouth.
It seems that everyone is reluctant to mention Shang Shaoyan too much, but the more this happens, the more she has an obsession with him.
What kind of soul is hidden under that exquisite wild face?
......
That night, after returning to Li's house, Li Qiao shut herself in the room and did not go out again.
At ten o'clock in the night, she was boringly scanning the web page, and a WeChat message suddenly popped up on the phone screen.
Tang Jia Xiaoting: I have a secret... I don't know if it should be said or not.
Li Qiao: Then don't talk about it.
Tang Jia Xiaoting: ...
Tang Jia Xiaoting: It's really a big secret, it's about your happiness in your next life, don't you really want to know it?
Tang Jia Xiaoting: [Give you a chance to reorganize the language.jpg]
When Li Qiao saw this news, she did not reply again. Instead, she returned to the Yanhuang Group page and continued to read the news.
Three minutes later, four or five messages popped up on WeChat.
Tang Jia Xiaoting: It's about Shanglu.
Tang Xiaoting: Do you want to know why he retired?
Tang Jiaxiaoting: Let me tell you that he is sick!
Tang Jia Xiaoting: I overheard my cousin calling.
Tang Jia Xiaoting: Shanglu has a hidden illness. He can't touch a woman. It is said that he will vomit when he touches it, vomiting! ! !
These news popped out one after another. At the end, Tang Yiting sent three exclamation marks, seeming to prove how shocked she was.
After reading all the content, Li Qiao raised her mouth slightly, and a sudden glimmer appeared in Xiao Lu's eyes.
I see.
It's really a hidden illness if you can't touch a woman.
However, when I recalled Shang Lu's arrogant appearance when he retired from his relatives, he couldn't see any symptoms.
So...
Li Qiao stared at the message on the WeChat screen, took a screenshot without saying anything, and threw it back to San Ge Li Cheng.
If this relationship is to be retired, it must be retired thoroughly.
Tomorrow, she is looking forward to it.
That night, some people slept peacefully and some were frightened.
At this time, Shanglu, who was in the royal apartment, was drinking with Lu Xiheng while shrugging his shoulders, always feeling a cool breeze from the back of his head.
Which grandson is going to count him?
"Are you really going to go to Li's home to break off your marriage tomorrow?" Long-haired beauty Lu Xiheng kicked Shang Lu from under the table drunkly, and muttered vaguely.
Shang Lu cautiously stepped back on his foot with leather shoes and rolled his eyes, "Otherwise, my eldest brother asked me to come and apologize by myself. I can't help but go. But what's the matter, I suddenly feel uncomfortable, Lu Xiheng, are you? Hid a woman in the room?"