Chapter 609 Pretty, Don't Lie to Me

Chapter 609 Pretty, don't lie to me

Li Qiao lowered her head and fiddled with her nails, and replied insincerely: "Mrs. Xiao is right. If she can be as yin and soft as you, maybe there will be no future troubles."

Li Qiao responded to Ming Dailan with the same pun.

For a time, the wind was surging.

Ming Dailan covered the corners of her lips with her index finger and smiled softly, her beautiful curved eyes filled with admiration, she looked at Li Qiao and nodded, "Little girl, you are a bit smart and have a good mind. But I am puzzled why you choose him , aren't you afraid that in the dead of night, he will pick up the butcher knife and kill you?"

You see, as a mother, Ming Dailan slandered her son as much as possible in front of bodyguards and Li Qiao.

No matter how strong the psychology is, it is hard to avoid distortion after long-term indoctrination.

At this time, Li Qiao's gaze fell on Shang Yu's body lightly. With a smile on her face, she raised her eyelids to look at Ming Dailan, and asked lightly, "How does Mrs. Xiao know that he won't... put down the butcher knife for me?"

Putting down the word "butcher knife", it was loud and majestic.

Li Qiao never knew how to give Shang Yu a sense of security and dependence.

But at this moment, she understood.

If he picks up the butcher knife, she will accompany him into a demon.

If he puts down the butcher knife, she will accompany him to become a Buddha.

Even though Ming Dailan was good at attacking the mind, Li Qiao's words really made her lose her mind for a moment.

The polite smirk on her face finally faded away, and she looked at Li Qiao sincerely and said: "Little girl, it is good to have confidence, but as an elder, I would like to advise you, don't believe too much in what men say." Promise. I suppose he never told you how he killed his brother, did he?"

Can't attack the heart, have you been tempted to improve?

Li Qiao brushed her brow with her fingertips, and asked with a puzzled face, "Why did you tell me, is it important how his brother died?"

"Isn't it important?!" Ming Dailan raised her tone slightly, and shot her eyes like blades at Shang Yu, "He was cruel, cruel and vicious at the age of sixteen, and a child who was a few months old was killed by him, do you think... no, important?"

Even though Li Qiao had made enough mental preparations, Ming Dailan's words touched her nerves.

a few months old...

Li Qiao rolled her throat, settled all the ups and downs of emotions, and looked at Ming Dailan calmly, "It really doesn't matter, because I don't believe it."

"Oh, deceiving yourself and others." Ming Dailan smiled, covering her lips with a contemptuous and disappointed expression and sneered, "You two are really the same breed."

After the laughter, she stood up slowly, only then did Li Qiao realize that she was tall, at least over 1.7 meters tall.

The slender and slender figure is very outstanding, and at such an age, it can still be called slender and thick.

Ming Dailan got up together, and the bodyguards immediately surrounded her. She took a deep look at Li Qiao, walked around the coffee table and walked out the door.

When her figure was about to disappear into the living room, Li Qiao looked ahead and said in a calm voice: "Mrs. Xiao, are you really happy to hurt your son like this?"

Ming Dailan paused, with a contemptuous smile on her lips, "Little girl, I hope you don't have the chance to see... the scene where he kills your dearest relative."

Li Qiao half-closed her eyelids, her complex emotions were hard to express, even she could feel a deep depression when facing Ming Dailan, how did Shang Yu get through these years.

He hadn't said a word since she appeared.

Maintaining a stiff sitting posture, the frequency of blinking is barely visible.

Li Qiao couldn't help but wonder, would her return this trip make his condition worse?

In the quiet mansion, only the fading sound of the engine reminded them that Ming Dailan had left.

Li Qiao had a lot of doubts in her heart and wanted to ask him, but she kept silent strangely.

until--

The sound of lighters beeping one after another called her attention.

Li Qiao looked up and saw that the man was lighting a cigarette.

But his hand was shaking slightly, so that he couldn't start the fire after pressing it several times.

Li Qiao sighed and walked over, took the lighter from his hand, pressed it, and the flame popped out.

She guarded the flame and sent it to the man, looking at his eyebrows and eyes blocked by the broken hair from top to bottom.

Shang Yu held the cigarette between his fingers, lowered his head slightly, bit the cigarette holder and took a puff.

The mist parted, blurring his dark expression.

Li Qiao put down the lighter and was just about to turn around to sit down when her wrist was grabbed.

With a cigarette in one hand, Shang Yu held her with the other, his Adam's apple slipped a few times, and asked her hoarsely, "Do you want to go?"

When he asked this sentence, he didn't even look at her.

Li Qiao's heart, as if a needle had been buried suddenly, was in pain.

Even if he didn't raise his head, she could still read a trace of bitterness that she had never had before from this sentence.

He is the overlord of Nanyang, the word bitter has nothing to do with him.

Li Qiao pursed her lips, her eyes were inexplicably sour, and she couldn't speak for a while because she would choke.

In just a few seconds of silence, Shang Yu's hand gradually let go of her wrist, and a vague smile appeared on his tightly pursed thin lips, "I'll see you off."

If Li Qiao wanted to leave tonight, he would never stop her.

The man got up and walked out with a cigarette between his hands.

Li Qiao looked at his still tall back without moving, and asked in a low voice, "Where are you taking me?"

Shang Yu stopped abruptly, fingers holding the cigarette tightly together, he didn't look back, the line of his jaw moved, "Aren't you going?"

"Where are you going? Are you going to chase me?!" Li Qiao asked back, clearly and naturally.

A few words are enough for Shang Yu to understand that she has no intention of leaving, and she wants to stay.

The man's breathing became rough, and the undulating arc of his chest revealed his uneasiness.

He even thought it was absurd, she had heard those stories with her own ears, and could she still accept him wholeheartedly?

How many times I have cheated the sky, just because I didn't want her to meet Mrs. Xiao.

Can she really face the past that even he can't face up to?

Shang Yu didn't look back, Li Qiao licked the corner of her mouth, walked forward, and took the cigarette butt that was about to burn out from his hand, "Why are you standing? Come and sit."

As she spoke, she took his hand and walked back. After taking half a step, Li Qiao was pulled back by a huge pulling force.

The cigarette butt in her hand fell off, and her forehead hit the man's chest straight.

Li Qiao snorted a little, stabilized her figure, raised her head, and was startled.

Shang Yu's eyes were very red, and all kinds of emotions were mixed in them, no longer profound, revealing everything.

He put his finger on her cheek, with crazy and paranoid possessiveness in his eyes, "If you don't leave tonight, you won't have another chance in the future."

Li Qiao bit her lips and nodded, and replied calmly, "Yes, I see, I won't leave."

This promise, which was not like a promise, broke all Shang Yu's forbearance. He pinched the back of Li Qiao's head, his voice hoarse, "Qiao Qiao, don't lie to me."

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