Chapter 763 Madam Don't Give Up
Chapter 763 Madam Don't Give Up
In the living room, Shang Yu and Li Qiao were sitting by the side. Prince George unbuttoned his cufflinks and sat casually on the opposite sofa, "Are you still being so polite to me?"
Shang Zonghai patted the handrail, raised his head in Li Qiao's direction, "My girl, have you seen it?"
Prince George withdrew his seriousness, looked at Li Qiao with warm eyes, and then nodded from the air, "The matter of Myanmar is your masterpiece, right?"
This is not a question, but rather a tacit ridicule.
Li Qiao straightened her sitting posture and nodded slightly, "I made you laugh."
Prince George looked sideways at Shang Zonghai, and praised with emotion: "This kid is much better than I imagined."
"That's natural."
Shang Zonghai complied with this compliment calmly.
Li Qiao scratched her forehead, pulled the corner of her mouth and gave Shang Yu a sideways glance.
The man squeezed her hand lightly, raised his eyelids, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Dad, Uncle George, I'll take her upstairs to rest first."
Li Qiao: "..."
She's not that squeamish either!
Shang Zonghai nodded gently, "Go, take good care of the girl."
Li Qiao followed Shang Yu upright to the spiral staircase, and instantly felt that she was a sickly beauty.
At the corner of the stairs, when she couldn't feel the eyes of the two elders, Li Qiao twisted Shang Yu's palm and said slowly, "Archbishop, you really deserve your reputation."
The man paused as he lifted his feet up the stairs, and a cluster of fiery flames ignited in his deep eyes.
Li Qiao didn't wait for his answer for a long time, she rolled her throat, looked at him from the corner of her eyes, and was pressed against the wall by Shang Yu's shoulders in the next second, "The archbishop's wife is not too far behind."
He raised Li Qiao's chin, bowed his head and lowered his handsome face. When their lips were about to meet, a finger was placed between them, "Don't make trouble, someone is there."
Shang Yu frowned slightly, followed Li Qiao's line of sight, and saw Shang Zonghai's confidant Wei Ang was holding a tray in his hand on the steps above, neither entering nor retreating.
Not to mention, the young lady's dress is really pretty.
The black is shiny, but the shawl is a bit redundant.
If his girlfriend wears it, it will definitely look very good.
The man narrowed his eyes, wrapped his palm around Li Qiao's nape and wrapped her in his arms, his eyes were full of warning, "Have you seen enough?"
Wei Ang trembled all over, his pupils focused and he realized that his damned eyes were staring at the young lady's evening dress all the time.
But in Shang Yu's eyes, that's not the case.
Wei Ang immediately lowered his head, turned around and fled.
There was no way, the stairs were occupied by the young master and the young lady, so he could only choose a roundabout route from outside the castle to the living room to deliver tea.
Wei Ang was still thinking about Li Qiao's dress, he thought to himself, if he finds a chance, he must ask the young lady where she bought it.
Later, he accidentally learned about the origin of the evening dress from Luo Yu's mouth. It was a diamond-cut haute couture piece costing eight million, the only one in the world.
Wei Ang understood that his girlfriend was not worthy.
After a few minutes, Li Qiao and Shang Yu returned to the master bedroom on the third floor with her mouth swollen.
Leaning on the princess lounge chair by the window, she asked lazily, "How did our dad know the Crown Prince?"
The man unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, raised his head and stretched his muscles and bones, the arc of his Adam's apple was slightly undulating, "College classmate."
Li Qiao raised her eyebrows, she understood.
She originally thought that Shang Zonghai had studied in the British Empire in the early years, but Shang Yu added, "Prince George once went to Parma as an exchange student."
Two more in the morning~ There is one more. Come and see it at 8 o'clock tomorrow night, ask for a monthly ticket...