The Favored Heiress
Chapter 288 - 289: The Boyfriend Knows Everything

Chapter 288: Chapter 289: The Boyfriend Knows Everything

This remark, clearly laced with a hint of jest, oddly enough calmed Li Qiao completely.

She exhaled gently, her gaze falling as she looked at the palms of their tightly clasped hands, her eyes filling anew with spirit, "When did you find out?"

As it happened, she had only just received a call informing her of Li San’s severe injuries and coma.

Yet Shang Yu had already arranged for a neurology specialist to be on standby at the hospital.

Did he also have a hand in the border forces?

Shang Yu leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed, as he turned his head to look at Li Qiao, his pupils dark as ink, "Around the same time as you."

He was being modest.

Li Qiao repressed the cold, dark gleam in her eyes and glanced out the cabin window, "Then... Master Yan probably also knows how my brother got injured, right?"

"Mm, Liuyun will bring Ou Bai back, how you want to deal with him is up to you."

Shang Yu spoke with a calm and steady tone, his expression indifferent, showing no intention of pleading for Ou Bai.

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao lowered her head, her lips curving into a cool, mocking smile, "With the phrase ’having a boyfriend,’ I will show some mercy."

She was already aware of all the details from the phone call she had received earlier.

Three days ago, Li Cheng and forces outside the border clashed in the lawless zone, the specific reason was unknown.

Just as both sides faced off with no clear advantage, Ou Bai, out of nowhere, drove a car straight at Li San.

As a result, Li San’s position was exposed and targeted by the enemy’s sniper, nearly resulting in a headshot.

Reportedly, the situation was so volatile that Nan Xin and others had to protect Li San while also hastily safeguarding a convoy that happened to pass through.

In border conflicts, the innocent should not be harmed.

It could be said that Ou Bai’s untimely appearance and his driving into the midst of the battle directly led to Li San’s injuries.

And it was pure luck that he hadn’t been riddled with bullets.

...

Twenty minutes later, three George Patton off-road vehicles approached the outskirts of the border international airport.

Above them, two helicopters hovered in mid-air as escorts.

Li Qiao, looking through the window, witnessed this scene, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath, her brow cool and composed.

Shang Yu still held her hand, giving it a firm squeeze before letting go and gesturing towards the cabin door, "Go."

Li Qiao exchanged a glance with him, then looked down, her emotions inscrutable.

In the blink of an eye, Li Qiao approached the cabin door.

Below her feet stretched the gangway leading to the ground, and in front of her was the vast expanse of the apron.

She stood in the doorway, never taking that step forward.

On either side of the gangway stood cabin crew members.

Although both men wore uniforms, the firmness and severity in their eyes were unmistakable.

Meanwhile, the motorcade advanced from afar.

After the first vehicle came to a halt, a man dressed in a camouflage combat uniform emerged from the driver’s side.

His features were resolute, his body emanated coldness, and a black holster hung from his belt, revealing the handle of a black gun as he moved.

The man looked up at Li Qiao and strode up the gangway with purpose.

Stepping onto the final stair, he placed his left fist over his chest, bowed, and called out respectfully and politely, "Miss Li."

"It has been troublesome today," Li Qiao stood at the cabin door, hands in her pockets, replying in a subdued voice.

The man straightened up, took a quick look, and promptly lowered his head again, "You’ve overestimated me, Miss Li. As per your request, we’ve brought the Third Master over."

Having said that, he raised his arm and gestured towards the helicopter hovering above the landing pad.

Soon, two helicopters stopped not far from the private jet, and then four men, dressed in camouflage combat suits, hurried over carrying a stretcher.

On the stretcher, to her dismay, lay Li San with his head bandaged, unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Li Qiao’s gaze slightly darkened.

In all these years, this was the first time her third brother had been so seriously injured.

Damn that Ou Bai.

Li Qiao clenched the fingers in her pocket tightly, took a breath, and looked back at the man, her gaze cold, "Did anyone give you trouble near the factory?"

The man shook his head, "No. Nan Xin and a few others are just behind, and they should be arriving soon."

"Hmm, thanks for your hard work, you can go back now," Li Qiao said, glancing down at her toes and slightly tilting her chin down to the people below the gangway.

Seeing this, the man understood and took out a small brocade box from his pocket, presented it with both hands, and said in a clear and forceful voice, "Sir knew you would certainly not disembark, so he asked me to make sure I hand this over to you."

Li Qiao eyed the long, small brocade box in his hand, and after a few seconds of contemplation, said, "What if I refuse to take it?"

The man pursed his lips, his voice still deep, "Sir said, if you don’t accept it, he has ordered me to use what’s inside to end my own life."

Li Qiao: "..." What kind of madness is this!

At that moment, the man looked at her again and pushed the brocade box a little further forward, "Miss Li, please accept it."

With no other option, Li Qiao slowly took the brocade box, "Go back, and thank him for me."

"Certainly, Miss Li."

As their conversation concluded, the four men had already carried Li San up the steps.

Li Qiao stepped aside inside the cabin, and without waiting for the four bearers to enter the private jet, several men in uniform came out, along with those on the gangway, and took over the stretcher, implying clearly that they were not to enter the cabin.

After the handover of the stretcher, the man took his people and left the private jet.

Just then, two armored vehicles from the Border Factory drove up to the entrance of the landing pad.

The two squads met in a narrow pass and, after merely nodding to each other, the three George Patton vehicles and the helicopters turned back the way they had come, quickly disappearing into the vast expanse near the runway.

Qiu Huan and Liuyun stepped out of the vehicles, thoughtfully gazing at the number plates of the George Patton vehicles.

Those were not exclusive to the border area, they had to be... from Myanmar.

In a blink of an eye, the door of the second armored vehicle opened up, and Nan Xin, dragging Ou Bai, emerged from the back seat.

Li Qiao watched Ou Bai expressionlessly, a chilling killing intent flickered in her dark eyes.

As they boarded the plane, Qiu Huan stood at the entrance and mouthed towards the direction of the helicopters in the distance, "Sis, who are those people?"

Li Qiao spoke unhurriedly, "Friends."

Qiu Huan inhaled sharply, his mind nearly exploding, "You... have friends in Myanmar?"

He recognized the emblem on the helicopters. If he wasn’t mistaken, that was the Lion and Tiger Mark unique to the Myanmar Special Operations Team, under the jurisdiction of the Myanmar Military, stationed at the border cross-junction with Myanmar year-round.

Qiu Huan felt an overwhelming sense of disbelief, his gaze at Li Qiao shifting several times, feeling like he knew her less and less.

By now, Nan Xin, dragging Ou Bai, approached, followed by Liuyun and Luoyu.

As soon as Ou Bai saw Li Qiao, his eyes flickered non-stop, an instinctive sense of guilt washing over him.

His hands were bound behind him with hemp rope, and after struggling to the cabin door, he turned away his face, darting his gaze everywhere.

Nan Xin, with a grim expression, stepped forward and tentatively reached out to tug at Li Qiao’s sleeve, "Qiaoqiao, I..."

She dared not even call her ’darling’ anymore.

Li Qiao said nothing and instead fixed her unwavering gaze on Ou Bai, whose chin was scraped, and the next second, her fist smashed directly onto Ou Bai’s cheekbone...