The Favored Heiress
Chapter 165: Luoyu Returns to Work

Chapter 165: Chapter 165: Luoyu Returns to Work

Li Qiao managed to keep her patience and soothed Li Shaoquan a few words before hanging up the phone. Afterward, she looked out the window of the break room at the street scene and a smile surfaced in her lowered eyes.

Eight years, it was worth it.

At that moment, Li Qiao’s phone rang again.

When she glanced at it, she saw that it was Mo Qi calling.

Li Qiao deliberated for a moment, then still pressed the answer button, "Senior brother."

On the other end of the phone, Uncle Zhong’s robust voice bellowed, "Senior what brother, you little girl, I’ve been calling you since last night and sent you so many WeChat messages, but you just wouldn’t respond. What are you trying to do? Are you rebelling against your master’s orders?"

Ever since Li Qiao left the hospital last night, Uncle Zhong had felt unsettled.

He was worried that Li Qiao would investigate the truth and even more concerned that she would not be able to control her temper and seek out trouble with those people.

In the city of South Sea, there were too many darknesses unseen by others. He did not want his only female student to risk her life for nothing!

Li Qiao held the phone, listening to Uncle Zhong’s rebuke, and after a half-second of silence, she ended the call with three words, "Wrong number."

A frustrated Uncle Zhong: "..."

His student had grown up and was beyond his control!

In the hospital, Mo Qi stood beside the bed with his hands clasped behind his back, not daring to make a sound with his head lowered.

His teacher had been scolding him for half an hour already, and it looked like... it wouldn’t end anytime soon.

As expected, Uncle Zhong threw his phone onto the hospital bed and pointed at Mo Qi while scolding, "Look at you, such a grown man, and you can’t even lie? Business trips, vacations, meeting online friends, any excuse would have worked. But you had to tell her the truth.

Now look what’s happened. That girl is clearly not listening, and all of you are really driving me to my grave."

Mo Qi looked up at Uncle Zhong guiltily, his eyes flickering, "Teacher, you’ve met online friends?" So trendy?

Uncle Zhong’s voice sharpened as he slammed the bed, "Is that the point?"

Mo Qi hastened to shake his head, "Teacher, don’t be angry, Xiao Li, she..."

"What about her, it’s all your fault, you can’t keep your mouth shut!"

Mo Qi was reprimanded harshly, but didn’t dare to retort as it was indeed his fault for being indiscreet, he deserved it.

...

Meanwhile, near the end of the workday, Liuyun suddenly arrived at the director’s office.

When he entered, his expression was slightly tense, "Boss, there’s news from Parma."

Shang Yu lifted his head from the documents, the broken hair on his forehead swayed slightly, and his eyes held a mixed chill, "Speak."

Liuyun glanced at Li Qiao, then bowed his head and said, "Zhui Feng’s overseas video call is next door, please step over, Boss."

It wasn’t about avoiding Li Qiao, but because Zhui Feng recently dared not contact the boss directly, so overseas video calls would come straight to Liuyun’s office.

Shang Yu closed the file, stood up, and straightened out the creases on his cuffs before striding out the door.

In a while, Li Qiao got off work. As usual, she left a sticky note for the man and then left the office.

In the parking lot, Li Qiao stepped out of the elevator and had just taken out her car keys when suddenly, the sound of a car horn came from the left.

She turned her gaze and Luoyu had just closed the car door and walked over.

"Miss Li."

At this moment, the seriously injured Luoyu stood in front of Li Qiao with neither previous arrogance nor prejudice, and respectfully lowered her head to call her Miss Li.

Li Qiao’s gaze swept over her, "Why are you here?"

That day at the Mansion, she was badly hurt.

And now, looking at her... she hadn’t fully recovered either.

The bruises on her face were still tinged with a faint yellow hue.

At this point, Luoyu pressed her lips together and looked at Li Qiao seriously, saying, "Returning to work."

Li Qiao sighed softly, observing the bruises on her face, "There’s no need to rush..."