The Favored Heiress
Chapter 156: A Personality Disorder Condition

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: A Personality Disorder Condition

After Liuyun left, Shang Yu just happened to return to the living room from upstairs.

The stray hairs on his forehead hung in front of his eyes somewhat messily, and his eyes radiated exhaustion.

Li Qiao nestled on the sofa opposite him, tilting her head to examine, "Master Yan, did you not sleep last night?"

At that moment, the man sat down with a heavy slump, his legs crossed in front of him, arms extended and resting on the back of the chair, head tilted back slightly, "Slept on the plane."

"Then do you want to catch up on some sleep? I will..."

Before she finished speaking, the man was already gazing at Li Qiao with half-closed eyes, his tone lazy, "Don’t want to keep me company?"

Li Qiao: "..." Was that what she meant?

Seeing she didn’t speak, Shang Yu slowly closed his eyes, his tone much lighter, "If you have something to do, then go."

He seemed to be getting moody!

Li Qiao stretched her hand to toss away the cushion and stood up unhurriedly, walking leisurely to his side and sat down, "Master Yan, I don’t think I said I was leaving..."

Even if she had indeed thought about leaving just now, the purpose was only to give him time to rest.

But after his raised eyebrow question, Li Qiao suddenly abandoned that thought.

Shang Yu’s thin lips slightly parted, and he glanced at Li Qiao from the corner of his eye, "Not busy?"

"Not busy, particularly free," Li Qiao answered readily.

The man’s brooding demeanor gradually softened, and with one hand, he hooked the stray hairs at the back of Li Qiao’s head, twirling them around his finger as he brought up a topic, "Did you learn to fight from Li San?"

In the entire Li Family, it was only Li San from the border who had decent fighting skills.

Leaning on the sofa’s armrest, Li Qiao looked at Shang Yu and nodded, "Yes, after the kidnapping incident, I started learning some self-defense skills from him."

The young lady was being modest.

From the surveillance footage of last night, her every move was clearly not just simple self-protection.

Shang Yu’s gaze, deep as the sea, fixated on her, and after a few seconds, he asked in a deep voice, "Have you ever stayed at the border before?"

Li Qiao blinked, falling into silence for a moment before responding, "Yes."

She didn’t elaborate, and Shang Yu’s eyes became even more inscrutable.

He had investigated Li Qiao before, but none of her information contained any records of life at the border.

The reason for his question was solely because of the combat techniques Li Qiao displayed on the highway last night, which were uniquely characteristic of the border.

If she had only made a brief stay at the border, she wouldn’t have been able to master the essence of those techniques.

After a while, Shang Yu shifted his gaze away from Li Qiao’s face, the corners of his thin lips turning up slowly, an expression full of intrigue.

...

Time flew by, and by four o’clock in the afternoon, Li Qiao took advantage of Shang Yu being asleep, left a note for him, and then drove away from the Mansion.

He was clearly exhausted, yet he stubbornly refused to rest.

It was an almost obstinate state.

While driving, Li Qiao pondered.

Shortly after, rounding a bend in the mountain road, she parked the car on the roadside and took out her phone to make a call.

"Do you have any clinical cases of patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

It’s widely known among the South Sea People that Shang Shaoyan is obsessive by nature.

Li Qiao had always thought he was just a bit stubborn and quirky in his ways, but today she felt that something was off.

Plus, considering Shang Yu’s past behaviors, some aspects seemed to exhibit clear symptoms of a disorder.

At this moment, the person on the phone quickly thumbed through the cases in hand, "There are mild and severe ones, but this condition is no longer called paranoia. Strictly speaking, it falls under a type of personality disorder. Why do you ask? Have you encountered a paranoid maniac?"

Li Qiao thoughtfully looked at the mountain road outside, narrowed her eyes, and spoke softly, "Send me a case with typical symptoms, as soon as possible."