The Favored Heiress
Chapter 436: The more dangerous a man is, the more enticing he is

Chapter 436: Chapter 436: The more dangerous a man is, the more enticing he is

Li Qiao took the fresh flowers she handed over and smelled them at the tip of her nose, "Whether you believe it or not, I really do think that way."

"Then you two must also like each other, much better than me."

Zong Yue said with emotion as she watched her carefree demeanor, it was fake to say she wasn’t envious.

That scene she witnessed in the Yan Emperor’s headquarters office left a deep impression on her mind.

She also looked forward to the day when Li Jun would hold her and whisper to her.

Even Uncle Shaoyan, such a cold-hearted and overbearing man, could show off his love without any burden, so Li Jun... could he?

...

A dozen minutes later, Li Qiao and Zong Yue entered the living room together.

At that moment, Li Jun sat by the window, looking down at documents, while Li Guangming, puffing on a cigar, was chatting intermittently with him about the wedding.

Neither of them noticed Li Qiao and Zong Yue’s entrance.

Li Jun flipped through the wedding planning book, his stern and deep face revealing a hint of fatigue, "Let Zong Yue choose the venue herself; wherever she likes, we’ll have it there. It’s just for show anyway, I have no objection."

Zong Yue didn’t speak, but her steps were noticeably disrupted.

Li Qiao turned her head to glance at her, then looked at her elder brother, pondering that their future path would probably be fraught with obstacles and long.

"Dad, big brother." Li Qiao spoke up, breaking the eerie silence in the living room.

Li Guangming and Li Jun both looked up at the same time and saw Li Qiao. Their faces turned warm, "When did our girl come back?"

Li Qiao, bringing Zong Yue with her, sat opposite Li Guangming, "Just got back, was sitting outside with my sister-in-law for a while."

With one term ’sister-in-law,’ she eased Zong Yue’s awkwardness.

It was Duan Shuyuan who had invited her for lunch at their home today. Although she was about to be married to Li Jun, she always felt a bit out of place in front of the Li family members since they hadn’t gone through the dating process.

Instead, it was the title Li Qiao used that placed her as a family member, making her feel a bit of warmth inside, almost wanting to say thank you to Auntie Wu.

Actually, not just Li Qiao, even Li Jun was somewhat surprised by this appellation, his eyebrows raised in astonishment.

Only at this moment did Li Jun vaguely feel that he was getting married.

In this home, there would soon be a woman, who would also soon be referred to by several younger brothers and sisters as... sister-in-law.

Li Jun, dressed in white shirt and black trousers, sat in the single-person sofa near the window, his face against the light making it difficult for Zong Yue to make out his expression.

In reality, he was very good-looking, different from Li Er’s clear-cut handsomeness and Li San’s iron-blooded demeanor. He had a certain masculine and upright quality about him.

Anyway, Li Jun was the kind of man she had always liked as a template.

Li Qiao didn’t stay too long at the Li family’s; before four in the afternoon, she was ready to leave to pick up Yun Lih.

Before heading out, she saw Li Jun making a phone call under the corridor of the entrance. She slowed down, waiting for him to finish the call before she approached, "Big brother."

Li Jun turned around, "Leaving?"

Li Qiao casually strolled up to him, "Has the wedding date been set?"

"Hmm, tentatively next month, on the Double Seven Festival."

Combining the wedding with Valentine’s Day, Li Qiao’s first thought was that it must have been Zong Yue’s idea.

Before she could ask, Li Jun spoke for himself, "The Double Seven Festival happens to be her birthday, she wants to get married on that day."

Li Qiao nodded knowingly, "Where will you guys live after getting married?"

"My apartment," Li Jun replied succinctly.

Li Qiao looked at him profoundingly, "Your apartment is just over a hundred square meters, don’t you plan to set up a new home?"

Li Jun shook his head indifferently, "No need, just got past the bribe scandal, let’s not stir things up for now."

Probably an excuse to avoid trouble.

Li Qiao didn’t say much, and after saying goodbye, she left.

As for her eldest brother and Zong Yue’s married life, there really wasn’t much she could help with.

However, giving them a luxurious mansion was necessary.

...

At five in the evening, a private plane arrived at the South Sea International Airport’s tarmac.

As the airstair was slowly lowered, Yun Lih, dressed in a grey shirt and trousers, appeared at the cabin’s entrance.

His hair was impeccably slicked back, and he wore sunglasses over his sharp nose bridge.

His pale lips were slightly pursed; in front of outsiders, he was always somber and radiated a chilling aloofness.

Not far away, a Mercedes G-Class suddenly honked its horn, Yun Lih lowered his handsome face and looked forward through the edge of his sunglasses, the angle of his thin lips deepening ever more.

He strode down the airstair, his long legs moving swiftly, while the two business jet air hostesses behind him couldn’t take their eyes off his retreating figure.

Some men, the more dangerous they are, the more alluring they become.

Especially one like Yun Lih, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall and handsome with a fortune, akin to a walking charm offensive.

At that moment, Li Qiao leaned against the car hood, watching Yun Lih approach with a swift stride, a thin smile on her lips.

Yun Lih stopped half a meter in front of her and, without saying anything, reached out to ruffle her hair, "Kid, missed me?"

His hands were always very dry, and every time he tousled Li Qiao’s head, it would bring up a flurry of static electricity.

Li Qiao stood with her hair sticking up, looking at him with an expressionless face.

Yun Lih leaned closer, removed his sunglasses and locked eyes with her, "Spellbound by me? Or have you finally realized I’m better-looking than... Shang Shaoyan?"

Li Qiao pursed her lips and turned to walk towards the driver’s seat, "You’re full of it."

Yun Lih chuckled and followed her into the car.

...

An hour later, Li Qiao, Yun Lih, and Shen Qingye were sitting inside the South Sea Restaurant, waiting for Xia Siyu, who hadn’t arrived yet.

Yun Lih sat back with his legs crossed, a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, "What’s taking Xia Lao Wu so long to dawdle here?"

"She said there’s a bit of an issue at the Huanxia branch, and she’ll be here in a while."

Li Qiao flipped through the menu and gave a faint reply.

No sooner had she spoken than the private room door was opened by the waiter.

Xia Siyu, carrying a handbag, walked in gracefully wearing a black-and-white women’s suit, looking efficient and cool as she stood before Yun Lih, "Sorry, I’m late."

Her calm and light tone betrayed no hint of panic.

Only she knew the handle of the handbag was already soaked with her palm sweat.

At that moment, Yun Lih, who was turned away from her, twisted his head around, cigarette still between his lips, and a somewhat unfamiliar figure entered his view.

He looked at Xia Siyu, frowned slightly, "Xia Lao Wu, why are you dressed so maturely?"

In his memory, she was only about twenty-five or twenty-six years old.

This black-and-white ladies’ suit made her appear far too sophisticated, which blurred her age in the process.

Yun Lih’s teasing made Xia Siyu’s heart sink for no reason.

She thought... men at twenty-nine would like women who dressed in a slightly mature style; that’s why she had specially bought the suit at the mall.

It seems she had overplayed her hand.

Xia Siyu, suppressing her unease, sat down next to Li Qiao and arched an eyebrow at Yun Lih, "Brother Lih, not seeing you for a few years, you still haven’t learned how to speak nicely!"

Yun Lih and Xia Siyu were not especially close, at least not to the extent of life and death, but they were also not strangers.