The Favored Heiress
Chapter 429: The aloof male god descends from his pedestal

Chapter 429: Chapter 429: The aloof male god descends from his pedestal

Li Qiao suddenly stopped in her tracks, "He’s here?"

Luoyu’s normally rigid face revealed a rare hint of a smile, "He arrived twenty minutes ago."

A flicker of brightness passed through Li Qiao’s eyes. Though she did not speak, the uplifting arc of her lips caught Shen Qingye’s attention, and it notably irked him.

Usually, this brat walked with a slow and leisurely pace, exuding the calm and composure of one who would not change their expression even if Mount Tai were collapsing in front of them.

But look at her now, heading out from the hospital ward with her hands in her pockets, burying her head as she walked forward. It took her only a damn few seconds to cover over ten meters.

Was she really in such a hurry?

Shen Qingye, with a slight curl to his lips, walked leisurely with Xia Siyu towards the parking lot.

Seeing his disdainful and suffocated expression, Xia Siyu looked at him and made a cool remark, "You haven’t forgotten our agreement from back then, have you?"

The expression on Shen Qingye’s face froze instantly.

His pace slowed, and he turned to look at Xia Siyu, trying to discern a joking intent in her eyes.

Unfortunately, there was none.

Xia Siyu raised an eyebrow, her voice a mix of reminder and counsel, "You’d better not forget, we’re family, there are some relationships she won’t accept."

Shen Qingye’s breath hitched, and he raised his hand to touch the little scar on his left eyelid; his gaze suddenly took on a far-off look.

He almost forgot, the Border Seven Sons were brothers and sisters bound by life and death.

Beyond that, no other relationship was possible.

This was the original agreement among the seven people: to traverse the world as a family, and no one was to harbor any extraneous thoughts.

And once affection escalated to the level of family, it was like an additional layer of shackles, unbreakable.

The Border Seven Sons were willing to risk their lives for each other, relying on this cohesive force and their unspoken understanding.

Shen Qingye couldn’t help but introspect, when had his feelings for Li Qiao quietly transformed?

...

In the hospital parking lot, Li Qiao had only walked a few steps before she saw that familiar black business car parked in a conspicuous spot.

The lighting was picturesque, just at the moment when a brilliant blaze of clouds lingered in the sky.

As the automatic door slowly opened, the tall and upright figure of the man also came into view.

The usual black shirt paired with black trousers on the lower half, the top unbuttoned at the collar revealing two buttons, he stood under the sunset, handsomely flawless.

Li Qiao pursed her lips and walked forward. When she came to a stop and looked up, she pondered whether she should greet him with a sour "long time no see". But before the words hovering on her lips could be spoken, the man had already bent over, embracing her shoulders and pulling her into his arms.

Her forehead hit his chest, a crisp fragrance mixed with agarwood scent rushed into her nostrils.

Li Qiao’s hands were still in her pockets, and as she was trying to take them out, Shang Yu’s arms tightened, and he leaned down by her ear and chuckled deeply, "Why aren’t you hugging me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of arms wrapped around his slender waist.

Li Qiao buried her face in his chest, took a deep breath, and felt as if the fatigue from the journey had been swept away.

She hadn’t forgotten about the injury on Shang Yu’s shoulder. After hugging for a while, she looked up at him, "How’s your wound?"

The man’s warm palm cradled her cheek, his fingers reaching into her hair behind her ear. His gaze was intense, and with an affectionate peck on her lips, he said, "I’ll show you tonight when we get back."

Li Qiao: "..."

She really just meant to ask, with no intention of actually wanting to see it.

The two of them embraced tightly for a long time, and Xia Siyu, who had come to a halt not far away to watch the scene, was completely stunned.

She struggled to overlap the image of the dominant yet gentle man in front of her with the figure she had once seen at a banquet, but it proved too difficult.

Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant, was a walking field of dominance.

Handsome, noble, indifferent, and aloof.

Xia Siyu always felt that every complimentary word that could be used to describe a man would lose a bit of its luster in front of Shang Yu.

Because his face and temperament truly had a magnetic appeal.

At this moment, suddenly seeing the tenderness in his eyes as he bowed his head and whispered to Li Qiao, a few words drifted through Xia Siyu’s mind: the cold and aloof god had descended from his pedestal.

Shen Qingye was still dwelling on the words Xia Lao Wu had said earlier. Catching sight of her staring intently at Shang Shaoyan, it seemed like a big scene of a girl hopelessly infatuated.

So, he lifted his head and said in a deep voice, "Wipe off your drool."

Xia Siyu subconsciously raised her hand to her chin... When she realized what she was doing, she coldly glared at Shen Qingye and rolled her eyes at him twice.

At this time, Li Qiao stepped out of Shang Yu’s embrace and turned back to look at Xia Siyu and Shen Qingye, introducing, "The daughter of Huanxia Pharma Enterprise, Xia Siyu."

In the end, she added softly in his ear, "One of the Seven Sons."

Shang Yu turned his head to look at her, his profound gaze tinged with a bit of amusement.

Xia Siyu walked over quickly, watching as the tenderness faded from Shang Yu’s handsome face...

Yes, it finally overlapped with the figure in her memory.

Xia Siyu greeted him politely, "Hello, Master Yan."

Shang Yu lowered his eyelids slightly, his long arm resting naturally on Li Qiao’s shoulder, "The daughter of Huanxia?"

Xia Siyu nodded, "My father is Xia Changye."

"Hmm, give my regards to Elder Xia."

Xia Siyu felt that this man was truly indifferent, but it also perfectly fit his status.

Soon after, everyone got into the car, and Xia Siyu and Shen Qingye, being very considerate, sat in the very back of the business van.

On the way to Crystal Garden, the car was exceptionally quiet.

Xia Siyu stared unblinkingly at Li Qiao, held in Shang Yu’s embrace. Not usually sentimental, she inexplicably felt a pang of envy.

Having been working in her family’s pharma enterprise for years, it had been a long time since she had tasted what love was like.

Possibly all her expectations and affection were given to someone else the day she left the Border Seven Sons, so she could no longer speak lightly of affection; her heart seemed like a still pond, hardly stirring any ripples.

...

In Crystal Garden, the four of them sat in a booth filled with ancient charm, Xia Siyu and Shen Qingye leaned together, looking at the bamboo menu in their hands, occasionally discussing what dishes to order.

Shang Yu was standing at the window draped with curtains, smoking, while Li Qiao leaned against the windowsill, fiddling with his cigarette case.

"Did you suffer any losses at the hands of Shang Qiongying?" The man, with one hand in his pocket, stood tall, his figure bathed in the evening’s afterglow.

At the sound, Li Qiao pinched the cigarette case, lazily shook her head, "No, you specifically left her to me. How could I disappoint you?"

Dealing with Shang Qiongying, she never planned to let Shang Yu intervene from the beginning.

With the trap that befell her brother Li Jun, Shang Qiongying played a significant role.

Both emotionally and logically, she had no reason to be polite to her anymore.

Shang Yu’s thin lips slightly parted, observing the girl’s calm and rightful demeanor, his gaze grew deeper.

Having the Military Department intervene on behalf of the Chong City Police Station and dealing with unexpected situations as a high-ranking person from Myanmar was something Zong Zhan explained to him in a phone call yesterday.

He suspected it was probably not Bo Tingxiao’s doing, but her own arrangement.

It was highly likely that his girl had another identity in Myanmar...