The Favored Heiress
Chapter 175: Li Qiao’s Dilemma

Chapter 175: Chapter 175: Li Qiao’s Dilemma

Li Qiao glanced at the tea table in the rest area and indeed saw the Leica O series camera case placed on top of it.

But she still didn’t utter a word, her eyes shifted to the computer screen, and she began to daydream with a heavy heart.

Should she choose the lab, or should she choose Shang Yu?

Hmm, each had its pros and cons; it was a tough choice.

At this moment, Qiu Huan was rebuffed again. He took a few serious looks at Li Qiao, then put down his leg, leaned close to Shang Yu, and asked, "What’s wrong with her? Why is she so down, is it her time of the month?"

Shang Yu was caressing the porcelain cup in his hand with his thumb, his deep eyes fixed on Li Qiao’s listless expression, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he glanced at Qiu Huan, "You should leave."

Qiu Huan: "??"

Looking back at Li Qiao again, with a flicker in his eyes, he continued to ask with bad intentions, "Doesn’t look like it though! Could it be... the two of you had a fight?"

Fought to death!

Li Qiao was already annoyed, and the continuous chatter of Qiu Huan in the office was not helping.

Her eyebrows and eyes showed impatience; with a ’snap’, she closed her laptop and stood up to leave.

Qiu Huan was startled, watching Li Qiao’s retreating figure quickly walking out. As the office door was slammed shut, he stretched his neck to look through the glass wall and murmured importantly, "It really is that time of the month, she went to the restroom."

...

After ten minutes, Li Qiao returned.

In the quiet office, there was no longer a trace of Qiu Huan.

At this time, Shang Yu was still sitting on the sofa, holding a document in his hand, glancing over it occasionally.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he raised his eyebrows and looked up; his eyes held profound darkness, yet his tone was very gentle, "Not feeling well?"

Li Qiao paused, shook her head, and her gaze inadvertently drifted, deliberately avoiding his eyes.

Such abnormal behavior was too obvious.

Shang Yu remained silent, his gaze intensively locked on Li Qiao, the depths of his eyes stormy and shadowed.

For the next hour, the office was eerily quiet.

Li Qiao absentmindedly watched the computer screen, occasionally stealing glances at the large desk, then quickly looking away.

She couldn’t watch anymore; the more she watched, the harder it was to let go.

In the past twenty-two years, Li Qiao had hardly encountered such a vexing moment.

Her nature was laid back, generally going with the flow.

Before meeting Shang Yu, her interests were solely in biological research and various projects.

But after meeting Shang Yu, she was willing to give up lab time to become an obscure assistant at Yan Emperor.

Now, it seemed that the time had come to act on impulse.

She had to return to the lab to continue her professional work.

But, she hadn’t yet heard that sentence from him, nor had she had the chance to hold hands with him openly.

Leaving Yan Emperor like this, there were too many variables.

Li Qiao’s brow and eyes were filled with irritability, with no heart for work, no mind for thought, just counting down the time until the end of work.

Three seconds...

Two seconds...

One second...

When it was time to finish work, Li Qiao moved the mouse to shut down the computer; she needed to find a place to sort out her thoughts properly.

Then, the man in front of the large desk, with deep eyes fixated on Li Qiao, tapped his finger on the desk, his voice low and rich, "Come here."

Li Qiao paused in shutting down her computer, tilted her head to look at Shang Yu, and after a moment’s hesitation, she still got up and walked over, "Master Yan?"

The man was leaning casually on the boss chair, his gaze unblinkingly surveying Li Qiao’s annoyed features, "Troubled by something?"

At the sound of his voice, Li Qiao subconsciously shook her head, "No..." She stopped mid-sentence, then suddenly closed her mouth.