Outright Favoritism - Chapter 8 Why didn’t I get engaged to you?
Li Qiao nodded slightly, putting down the wine glass in her hand and angling her chin in the direction of the door, “Lead the way.”
At one o’clock in the evening, the parking lot of Nanyang Entertainment City was still crowded with luxury cars.
Men and women enjoying themselves can be seen everywhere. This city that never sleeps is a hotbed of ambiguity.
Li Qiao followed the bodyguard to the entrance of the entertainment city. Under the night sky, a luxury motorcade with the logo of Yanhuang Group was parked under the steps of the lobby.
The bodyguard led her near a Phantom in the center, pulled open the backseat door, and gestured with his hand, “Ms. Lai, please get in the car.”
Li Qiao looked down at the open-door carriage. Shang Yu was inside. The dim overhead lights poured around him, making it look like he was coated with gold and dazzling.
There was a document placed on his crossed legs. Under Li Qiao’s gaze, he sometimes flipped through it and sometimes sketched on it.
It wasn’t until he turned to the third page that he paused his pen and spoke in a low voice with a hint of hoarseness: “You came alone?”
Li Qiao responded calmly, “Yes, alone.”
Tang Yiting, who was playing billiards in a private billiard hall:”?”
”Get in the car and I’ll take you home.”
Li Qiao stuck one hand in her pocket, twisted the necklace on her collar with the other hand and shook it, smiling lightly, “But I’m driving!”
Shang Yu didn’t say anything, but slowly turned his head to look at the girl stationed outside the car.
His pupil color was very deep, like an abyss with no visible bottom, and he couldn’t see half a bit of emotion.
But there was a weary color etched on his brow, even if his expression was cold, Li Qiao just felt that he seemed to be very tired tonight.
My heart felt inexplicably soft.
Li Qiao smacked the tip of her tongue, no longer hesitated, leaned forward and got into the car. Under the man’s deep and dark gaze, she closed the car door and raised her eyebrows openly: “Then I’ll trouble Mr. Yan, I almost forgot. I just drank.”
The man looked deeply at her, averted his eyes, and whispered, “Let’s go.”
The first half of the way back to the Li family from the Nanyang Casino, the carriage was so quiet that you could only hear the rustling sound of Shang Yu writing on the documents.
Li Qiao sat next to him, same posture, same color clothes, she sized up the car and leaned against the door to pick up the conversation, “Master Yan, I have a question?”
The man’s pen paused again, “Ask.”
Li Qiao pursed her lips without much concern, her eyes fixed on the profile of the man’s side face, “I want to know how the marriage between Shang Lu and I actually came about!”
Shang Yu cast a sidelong glance at her, his gaze calm, “Your father didn’t tell you?”
”Well, not much to say, all I know is that when I was still in my mother’s womb, this doll’s marriage was finalized. But Shang Lu is three years older than me, don’t you think this doll’s marriage is a bit weird?”
A hint of cunning crossed the bottom of Li Qiao’s eyes, and the smile at the corner of her mouth revealed a few hints of loose teasing.
Shang Yu didn’t look at her, he just said in a hurry: “Since it’s going to be lifted, why bother about the origin.”
”Well, that makes sense!” Li Qiao nodded seriously, looked at the man’s indifferent face, and said slowly and curiously: “Then why wasn’t it me and you who were betrothed?”
The driver in the front seat almost peed himself in fear!
The little girl has a lot of guts, daring to make a fool of herself in front of Master Yan!
Because the driver did not hold the steering wheel steady, the car body shook slightly.
Shang Yu’s brows glazed over as he raised his eyes to look in the rearview mirror, his words containing a warning, “Watch the road!”
“I’m sorry, master, it won’t happen again!”
Li Qiao glanced at Shang Yu’s slightly displeased expression, and then at the driver’s timid appearance, had she asked any death-defying questions? How could she scare the driver like this?