The Favored Heiress
Chapter 253: You Can’t Be With Him

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: You Can’t Be With Him

Hearing this, Li Qiao couldn’t help but twist her lips reluctantly, arch her brows, and retort, "So?"

Li Yan immediately replied with all seriousness, "So, you can’t be with him; it’s too dangerous."

"Oh." Li Qiao lifted her leg and kicked a pebble by the lakeside, watching the ripples spread across the water’s surface, she let out a faint smile, "But he is going to be your future brother-in-law."

Li Yan: "??"

"No, Qiaoqiao..." Li Yan wanted to persuade her further, but Li Qiao had already turned around, walking back the way she came with a lazy gait.

"Good night." Li Qiao waved over her shoulder at him, her voice carrying a hint of laughter.

Li Yan stood there, stunned, tugging at his hair—how the hell is he supposed to sleep now?

No, he had to give Li San a call.

In the entire Li Family, the only one who could contend with Shang Shaoyan was Li San.

Li Yan pulled out his phone from his pocket and hurriedly dialed the number.

After connecting, he explained the situation in an urgent tone, hardly taking a breath.

Then, from the other end of the phone, a gust of wind howled past, followed by Li San’s cold voice, "Hmm, I know. Hanging up now."

Hmm?

That’s it?

Li San, can you please give a damn?

In fact, Li San, who was far at the border, was also very irritated.

He had known about Qiaoqiao and Shang Shaoyan being together for a while now.

However... the recent sudden unrest at the border had him so tied up with matters that he couldn’t break away.

His mind was willing, but his hands were tied.

Li San, with a cold face gazing into the night, clenched his fists—damn Shang Shaoyan, this matter was far from over.

...

Meanwhile, Li Qiao had returned from the lake in the backyard to the villa, where the housekeeper instructed the staff to take her back to her room to rest.

The third floor had a total of eight suites, each offering an elegant and tranquil environment.

Li Qiao’s room was arranged next to Mr. and Mrs. Li’s, and upon entering, she was greeted by a faint fragrance that lingered in every corner.

Passing through the foyer, in front of the living room, was a curved floor-to-ceiling window, where one could vaguely see the outdoor balcony.

Li Qiao approached and, the moment she opened the window, a cool night breeze greeted her, considerably cooler than the daytime.

She wrapped her collar tightly around herself, bent over the railing, and gazed into the distance at Tangxi Mountain amidst the night.

At this time, a soft murmur of conversation drifted over from the next room.

Li Qiao turned to look to her right, noticing that the balcony’s sliding glass door of the adjacent room was slightly open, and the voices seemed to float in from the living room.

She raised an eyebrow and glanced to the left balcony—her parents’ room. So, who was staying in the room to the right?

As she was pondering this, she suddenly heard a familiar name.

Shang Fu.

The ancient castle was surrounded by a quiet night, allowing Li Qiao to recognize the voices of Liuyun and Luoyu almost without having to concentrate.

Now, accompanied by thin wisps of drifting smoke, the voices became increasingly clear.

"Shang Fu doesn’t have the guts to mess around in the South Sea; this is the boss’s turf, she wouldn’t dare make a rash move," said Liuyun, his tone casual but laced with evident confidence.

Then, Luoyu blew a puff of smoke, as if exhaling, "True, but we can’t be sure she won’t play dirty tricks. She’s been frequently seen in South City these past few days—do you think she’s just out shopping?"

After a silence, Liuyun spoke again, "You suspect she’s in cahoots with Tu Anliang of South City?"

"Hard to say," inhaled Luoyu, pausing for a moment, "Miss Li had an unpleasant encounter with Tu Anliang, and we haven’t done any cleanup or cover-up. Shang Fu might not have much influence in the South Sea, but there’s no shortage of people willing to die for her..."

As he was talking, Luoyu suddenly stopped speaking, and immediately after, both men called out in unison, "Boss."