Li Qiao and Shang Yu ate this dinner at Crystal Garden for about an hour.
The girl's manner of eating is very delicate, chewing slowly, and...very picky.
Mingming's dishes are all her own choice, but there are still a lot of side dishes that have been deliberately picked out in the dishes next to her.
Onions, ginger, garlic, onions, kelp, broccoli, purple cabbage...
Liuyun on the side was stunned.
Who said that they are not picky eaters not long ago? Miss Li, do you have any misunderstandings about picky eaters?
At this moment, if there was a seemingly non-existent smell of smoke coming from the opposite side, Li Qiao bit off the crystal powder. When she raised her head, she saw Shang Yu sitting sideways with his arms folded on the table, looking out the window with deep eyes, not knowing what he was thinking. .
Li Qiao squeezed the soup on her lips, put down his chopsticks along the way, and blurted out, "Is the marriage between Shanglu and I, sure we can return it?"
The man held a cigarette to his lips, and when he vomited the smoke, he lighted the ashes with his fingertips, "You can withdraw. Next week, my father will come over and apologize in person."
Mr. Shang is coming to Nanyang?
Li Qiao opened her red lips slightly, and her worries over the past few days have gradually dissipated.
In fact, as long as the marriage can be retired, the process and cause are not so important.
At 9:30 that night, the Yanhuang Group's luxury fleet once again stopped outside the gate of Li's house.
And Li Qiao's Mercedes-Benz was also driven back from the stadium by Shang Yu's men.
In front of the door, after Li Qiao got out of the car, she looked back at the half-down window of the Phantom car and met the man's eyes. She waved her hand and said good night and got into her car.
......
After a while, Li Qiao entered the door unhurriedly, and there was no one in the bright living room.
She greeted the housekeeper and went directly to the study on the second floor.
In the study, Li Guangming is not there.
Li Qiao looked at the steaming cup of black tea on the table, took off her coat and hooked over the chair to sit down and waited for him.
In less than five minutes, Li Guangming hummed a small song and pushed in.
Seeing Li Qiao, he was startled, "Ouch, girl, when did you come back?"
Li Qiao leaned back in her chair and stared at him, "Just got back. Dad, let me tell you something."
"What's the matter? What are you talking about!" Li Guangming became serious in a second, and sat in front of the boss's desk with his fingers crossed on the table, waiting for her to speak.
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows and threw out a word in his face, "It is said that Mr. Shang has agreed to withdraw from his relatives, and in two days he will come to Nanyang to find you in person."
'Kang Dang'——
Li Guangming shook his elbow and knocked over the hot cup of black tea.
"What? He agreed?" Li Guangming looked at Li Qiao in disbelief, disregarding his cuffs soaked by the black tea.
Li Qiao nodded lazily, her expression lightened a lot, "Well, Shang Yu said it himself."
Li Guangming didn't say a word, but after a long time he reluctantly sighed, "Okay, if that's the case, then don't force it, and quit."
Li Qiao narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows curled up irritated, "Dad, since you are not willing to say the origin of the marriage, I won't ask. Frankly speaking, even if Mr. Shang disagrees, I will definitely withdraw from the marriage. So. , You know what I mean?"
"Daughter, you just... don't like Shanglu?" Li Guangming flung his sleeves and tentatively leaned towards Li Qiao and asked.
Li Qiao looked at him blankly, "Who would like a mentally retarded?"
Well, I'm taking care of it!
Li Guangming nodded his head in a pretentious manner, and he also felt that Shanglu had no IQ.
"That's all, since you don't like Shanglu, then let's return the marriage. My daughter is so good, I'm afraid I can't find a more suitable candidate!"
Daughter, don't think too much about it. As long as you don't want to, Dad will definitely not force you to do things you don't like. "
Li Qiao said, "Thank you Dad."