Outright Favoritism

Chapter 1027 Wedding dress?

Yin Mo pursed her lips, and said, “I heard that Pama’s visa is difficult to get…”

She really wanted to go over and take a look. After all, a man who has always been strong and domineering was suddenly injured. She couldn’t see his true situation, and she would inevitably feel a little anxious.

At this time, Li Qiao leaned on the back of the sofa, bending her lips and said, “It’s not difficult. In May, the visa-free policy for Nanyang will be temporarily opened.”

Yin Mo’s eyes suddenly brightened, “Is it because of your wedding to Yan Ye?”

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows without comment.

After Yin Mo left, Li Qiao rubbed his fingertips, picked up the phone, and dialed He Chen’s number.

However, it cannot be connected.

Li Qiao frowned, tilted her head to look at Luoyu, “He Chen is okay?”

I heard that he was slightly injured some time ago, but Shang Yu said it didn’t matter, so she didn’t ask any more questions.

“It’s safe now.” Luoyu flashed a flash of spirit, stepped forward, and whispered: “Three days ago, he was ambushed. The situation at that time was indeed not very optimistic.”

Li Qiao’s face instantly cooled down, “Who did it?”

Who is He Chen, the underground boss in the west of Nanyang City, and a military division of the Black Hawk Party.

There are not many people who can ambush him.

Luoyu said obscurely, “It is guessed that it is the mother of He Qing, the mother of the He family, and Chen’s…aunt.”

Li Qiao: “…”

It turned out that Yin Mo’s worries were not groundless.

……

That night, near eight o’clock, Shang Yu returned to the mansion.

Li Qiao walked into the living room after taking a shower.

Under the warm light, the man looked at the planning book in his hand and occasionally wrote and painted with a pen.

Li Qiao walked slowly and sat down beside him, casually glanced at the planning book, Shang Yu just turned his head to look at her, and closed the document in his hand very naturally, “Why don’t you blow your hair?”

“I can do it myself.” Li Qiao smoothed her damp hair with her fingers, “Yin Mo is here today.”

The man put the planning book on the coffee table, his thick eyebrows raised slightly, “What are you doing?”

“Ask He Chen.” Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu thoughtfully, “He Chen is going back to Pama this time to regain the He family?”

The man folded his legs, leaned back on the back of the chair, “He’s family is not attractive to him, if he wanted, he would not come to Nanyang back then.”

A He family is not enough to make He Chen go to war.

But the people of the He family are a thorn in his heart.

Li Qiao touched her pregnant belly and nodded clearly, “He single-handedly dealt with the entire He family, which is in line with his usual style.”

“If such a small matter can’t be solved, he is not He Chen.”

Li Qiao’s gaze and Shang Yu’s gaze intersected, raising his eyebrows and said, “Is it still hurt for a little thing?”

A shallow arc of smile appeared on the man’s lips, and his arms fell on Li Qiao’s shoulders and pulled her into his arms. “It’s not impossible to send Yin Mo to help, but you must ensure that Yin Mo will not Hold back.”

Li Qiao asked intriguingly, “How do you know that He Chen doesn’t want Lao Yin to’drag’?”

As long as he has no thoughts, it is impossible for Yin Mo to know about his injury.

Besides…Yin Mo really may not be dragged down.

Hearing this, Shang Yu’s lips overflowed with a deep laugh, “Then it’s up to you, and you can directly order Luoyu to arrange what you want.”

……

Baiju crossed the gap, and it was May Day in a blink of an eye.

Before the wedding on May 17th, there is less than half a month away. In addition to regular check-ups, Li Qiao spends most of the remaining time in the laboratory busy.

Even Luoyu didn’t know what she was up to. Until this day, the sentry outside the mansion came to report, saying that there was a courier from Li Qiao, and she needed to sign for it in person.

Luo Yu hurried to the laboratory, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard Li Qiao say: “The sense of design is not strong enough, just rework.”

“Madam…”

Luo Yu called her, Li Qiao hung up the video call, her tone was slightly low, and she seemed to be in an unbeautiful mood, “What’s the matter?”

“You have your express outside the door, and you need to sign for it in person.”

Li Qiao stood up, not knowing what she thought of, and said in a chilly voice: “Refusal.”

Falling rain responded, came and left in a daze.

I don’t know who upset his wife, and the whole laboratory is spreading low pressure.

As for the thing in her mouth that the design is not strong enough, Luo Yu couldn’t guess what it was.

But to be sure, it should have nothing to do with the wedding.

After all, the boss of the design and planning of the whole wedding didn’t involve his wife, and he concealed it from her.

After the rain left, Li Qiao opened the phone album and kept stretching the pictures to observe the details, revealing a touch of irritation between her brows and eyes.

There is less than half a month left, I hope it’s too late.

As the wedding day gets closer, Li Qiao also begins to control his diet.

She is not fat enough to wear a dress, but in order to ensure the best condition on the wedding day, she quit cakes and other sweets since the beginning of May.

The little cub may have a close heart with her, and her desire for cakes is also decreasing day by day.

May 15th, there are two days left for the wedding.

Nanyang City, undercurrent surging.

There are many private airlines arriving at the airport every day, including the British Empire, the United States, Parma, Burma, Aida, Nya, the border…… there are so many.

Nanyang Air Traffic Management Bureau seems to have received some instructions to no longer limit the number of private jets entering the country, and all arrangements will be made for release and landing at the first time.

The hot search for Shang Shaoyan’s wedding was once again hung up, and countless people were looking forward to it. Not only did they want to visit the scene in person, but also their curiosity about Li Qiao increased day by day.

May 16, this afternoon, Li Qiao was taken back to Li’s villa.

At 3:30, Li Qiao sat lazily in the sun room to bask in the sun. After half a month of hard work, her figure was thinner than before, and even the contour of the jaw line was restored to its previous exquisiteness.

Someone walked up the stairs behind him, and Zong Yue’s brisk voice rushed into his ears, “Pretty!”

Li Qiao lazily opened her eyelids, and watched Zong Yue dressed as a working woman, “You got off work so early?”

Zong Yue put the leather bag on the short table, seated sideways, and said with a smile: “It was arranged by President Xi. All staff will take a paid vacation this afternoon and tomorrow.”

“Oh.” Li Qiao naturally knew Xi Luo’s intentions, bending her lips, jokingly: “Mr Xi is really generous.”

Zong Yue pursed her lips and smiled, and then moved to the past mysteriously, “Qiao Qiao, tomorrow is the wedding, are you nervous?”

Li Qiao shook her head unchanged, saying she was not nervous.

Zong Yue stretched out her hand and gently touched her pregnant belly, and said with emotion: “Then you are so amazing. The night before I got married, I thought that I would put on a wedding dress to marry Li Jun. I was so excited that I did not sleep all night.

Wedding dress!

Li Qiao was suddenly shocked. Recently, all her attention has been on the design of the wedding ring. Until now… she has not tried a wedding dress.

And will come to pick up the family tomorrow morning.

At this time, Zong Yue saw that she was silent, and asked tentatively: “Are you holding a wedding with Uncle Shaoyan?”

Li Qiao absently replied, “Well, it should be one game.”

(End of this chapter)