The Favored Heiress
Chapter 348: Strangely Making Sense

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Strangely Making Sense

Yun Lih smoothed back his slicked hair and asked with a lift of his lips, "I don’t know if they can stay seated, but I’m pretty curious about how you got the market maker to initiate the sell-off?"

With the market maker’s massive sell-off, chaos ensued, inevitably leading to a huge drop.

Li Qiao, still typing on her keyboard, asked in an indifferent tone, "When your Mercenary Group takes on a job, do you act without any prior preparation?"

Yun Lih: "..."

That made sense.

Time flew, and in a blink of an eye, it was four-thirty, and the Clan Assembly was also nearing its end.

Li Qiao nestled in the sofa, her laptop on her legs, and her index finger lightly tapped the Enter key—mission accomplished.

The battery on the Bluetooth headset was almost dead, Yun Lih, equally tired, twisted his shoulders and said, "Her company has closed their positions, a conservative estimate puts the losses at at least a billion."

Li Qiao gently pinched the bridge of her nose, "Now that paper gold has hit the limit down, tomorrow morning you can have someone buy in again, buy more—it’s suitable for shorting."

Yun Lih’s eyelid twitched as he opened the gold stock page on his phone, and his chaotic thoughts suddenly became much clearer, "Tsk, you’ve really set a trap for Shang Fu, feigning a limit down on paper gold to force them into disorder, making them close all their positions.

No wonder you had me sell first. With this, won’t I have made a profit off the spread?"

"I can’t let Master Yun toil for nothing, can I."

Li Qiao teased languidly, and Yun Lih smirked contentedly, "At least you have some conscience."

After saying that, he sharpened his gaze, lowering his voice to remind her, "But this way, won’t Shang Fu be able to buy in again tomorrow?"

Just as Li Qiao heard a low battery warning from her Bluetooth headset, she pressed it and said cryptically, "She won’t have that chance."

As the words fell, the headset conveniently ran out of power.

Yun Lih didn’t mind and spun his office chair to look out at the scenery before the evening arrived, a smile stretching across his brow.

This kid really knows how to play the stock market.

...

Li Qiao tossed the Bluetooth headset carelessly onto the coffee table, rubbing her ears and looking tiredly at Luoyu, "Has the person arrived?"

Luoyu made a move to hand her the phone, "They’re already on the way, should be here in about ten minutes."

"Hmm, I’ll rest for a bit," Li Qiao waved her off without taking the phone Luoyu was offering.

She rarely wasted so much time dealing with one person, Shang Fu... you are ’blessed.’

Right at that moment, Liuyun’s phone received a message; he gazed at Li Qiao with an intense look, "Miss Li, the Clan Assembly has ended."

Li Qiao, leaning half against the sofa, looked over at Wen Shi with a faint smile, "Excited? Your sister is coming."

Wen Shi clenched his fists tightly, and even after listening all afternoon, he was still confused, "Li Qiao, what exactly have you done?"

Li Qiao ignored him, leaning on the sofa and closing her eyes to rest.

Initially, she hadn’t intended to utterly destroy Shang Fu, but since Shang Fu used Wen Shi to kidnap Tang Yiting, this debt had to be settled.

After all, she, Li Qiao, was naturally petty and extremely protective of her own.

It wasn’t long before the sound of high heels could faintly be heard outside the door.

Li Qiao, unmoving, propped her forehead with her hand, while Liuyun and Luoyu perked up, bracing themselves for what was to come.

With a "bang," the manor’s door was forcefully opened by Shang Fu; she bypassed the foyer and headed straight for the living room, her footsteps heavy with anger.

Shang Fu entered the living room without closely observing her surroundings, and coldly demanded while looking straight ahead, "Li Qiao, what’s the meaning of the text you sent me?"

She had turned on her phone after the meeting ended, and before she could check the messages from the company’s financial advisor, she was drawn to a text from an unknown number.

With just a few words, it was signed off as Li Qiao.

The content of that text was: ICO air coins? Elder Sister Shang, come to Tianchen Residence for a chat.

At that moment, Shang Fu’s once enchantingly beautiful face visibly twisted with rage.

She clutched her phone, her hands tense by her sides, and seeing Li Qiao leaning lazily on the sofa without speaking, she furiously stepped forward, "Li Qiao, I’m asking you..."

"Mmm..."

Suddenly, a muffled groan emanated from the back left side of the living room.

Shang Fu instinctively turned her head to glance over and when she saw what was happening, her heart stopped for a second.

There was a person tied up on that Taishi Chair.

It was so unexpected that Shang Fu was caught off guard and stunned for a moment.

Liuyun also chose this moment to release his grip on Wen Shi’s shoulder, his muffled groan clearly the work of Liuyun.

Silence spread throughout the living room.

Li Qiao lazily opened her eyelids, her gaze slowly moving, "You siblings are so distant? Not even talking when you meet?"

Shang Fu turned her head sharply, her breathing rapid and her tone dark, "Li Qiao, causing trouble on Shang’s turf, are you looking for death?"

Li Qiao nonchalantly propped herself up from the arm of the sofa, hands crossed and stretching over her head, "Between the two of us, who is really seeking death?"

"Li Qiao, you think just because you have the Family Head’s protection, you can do whatever you please?" Shang Fu pulled her gaze from Wen Shi and stepped closer to the sofa, her eyes brimming with darkness.

Liuyun and Luoyu hesitated about whether to step forward, since Miss Li never needed help in a fight.

As they thought it over, Li Qiao picked up a glass of iced tea from the table, took a sip, then looked at them and spoke seriously, "You guys handle it."

It wasn’t for any other reason than she had been busy all afternoon, was tired, and didn’t want to take action herself.

As soon as she finished speaking, Liuyun and Luoyu, like arrows released from a bow, suddenly stood in front of Shang Fu.

She was forced to stop in her tracks and sneered sarcastically, "The four of you assistants have always only listened to Shaoyan’s orders, when did you become Li Qiao’s lapdogs?"

Such unpleasant talk.

Li Qiao frowned and stood up. The coffee table blocked the way, so she reluctantly stepped forward and patted Luoyu on the shoulder, "Excuse me."

Luoyu quickly stepped aside, and at the same time, a glass of iced tea was thrown in Shang Fu’s face.

Li Qiao’s fingers brushed the cup, a faint smile on her lips, "Elder Sister Shang, have some tea to cool down."

Liuyun and Luoyu belonged to Shang Yu, and it wasn’t up to her to berate them.

Shang Fu, caught off guard, was splashed in the face with tea, a few leaves sticking to her forehead, her hair by her cheeks all wet as well.

She had never been in such a sorry state.

The tea dripped down Shang Fu’s chin onto the front of her blouse, igniting all her rage like a spark in a pan of oil.

"Li Qiao—"

She roared furiously, ready to strike at Li Qiao.

Over the years, under the training of Shang Qiongying, Shang Fu was by no means a brainless vase.

She would use her advantages to gain the upper hand and her martial arts skills weren’t bad either, holding a red and black belt in Taekwondo.

Unfortunately for her, Liuyun and Luoyu were not pushovers.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, simultaneously raised their hands to block Shang Fu’s attack, ready to teach her a lesson when suddenly, there was a burst of noisy commotion outside the mansion doors.

Li Qiao’s eyes narrowed slightly, she called out softly, "Luoyu."

Shang Fu had no idea what was happening; she only saw a flash of a shape in front of her, followed by several snipping sounds.

When she finally stood firm and looked, she saw Luoyu cutting the ropes that bound Wen Shi, swiftly collecting them up.

The speed was so quick, it was clear there had been preparation.

Shang Fu was pushed back a step by Liuyun’s arm, and while she faintly heard chaotic footsteps outside, before she could react, the now unbound Wen Shi suddenly sprang forward...