The Favored Heiress
Chapter 511: Enjoying the Sight of Him Losing Control

Chapter 511: Chapter 511: Enjoying the Sight of Him Losing Control

This introduction was too ordinary, so ordinary that in her mouth, Bo Tingxiao had no adjectives at all.

The gazes of the two men fell on her at the same time, and the next second, as if by mutual accord, they lifted their eyelids, their eyes crossing in an instant—one cold and harsh, the other steady and composed.

The clash between men never requires any superfluous commentary, their silent struggle of eye contact always so unrestrained.

A few seconds, or perhaps even shorter, Bo Tingxiao was the first to extend his hand, "Mr. Shang, I’ve heard much about you."

Shang Yu replied with an equally unhurried handshake, and half a second later, they both let go.

The man glanced at Li Qiao, his voice deep and mellow, "I’ve heard Mr. Bo took good care of Qiaoqiao back in the days. In the future, if there’s a need, don’t be strangers to us."

The word ’us’ made a clear distinction.

Bo Tingxiao kept a composed smile, "It was nothing, no need to keep it on your mind. I have other matters to attend to, I will take my leave first."

Shang Yu pressed the corners of his lips into a slight nod, "As you wish."

In the moment that Bo Tingxiao turned around, his smile suddenly vanished, and even his gaze turned dark and inscrutable.

Shang Shaoyan, the South Sea merchant, had given him a covert warning at their very first meeting.

He took advantage of the fact that he dared not show any reaction in front of Li Qiao, his words seeming polite but actually declaring his sovereignty with an extremely strong implication.

So-called possessiveness, perhaps?

In the blink of an eye, the car left the parking lot, Zong Zhan glanced at the two beside him, said ’I’ll head back first,’ and turned back the way he came.

In the quiet, empty corridor, Li Qiao looked leisurely at the man in front of her, "Didn’t you say you weren’t coming?"

Shang Yu’s eyes held an indescribable depth, dark and bottomless. His thin lips curved slightly, his fingers reaching for her chin, "Happened to be free."

Li Qiao, half-believing, took his wrist down and raised an eyebrow, "Is that so? I feel like..."

She was not emotionally obtuse, having clearly seen the subtle contest between him and Brother Xiao just moments ago.

The man took the opportunity to hold her palm, tilting his head as he looked at Li Qiao, a smile upon his lips, "Hmm?"

"It’s nothing." Li Qiao suppressed the words on her lips and walked alongside him up the mountain corridor, "When are you planning to go back?"

"Depends on your schedule," Shang Yu said calmly and composedly, as if it were only natural.

Li Qiao glanced at him, her voice lightly teasing in reply, "What if I don’t plan on going back for a while?"

He walked forward, heedless, but at her words, he paused his steps, eyeing Li Qiao with a raised brow, "Planning to stay in the Imperial Capital and catch up with your Brother Xiao?"

He emphasized the words ’Brother Xiao.’ Li Qiao heard it, didn’t speak, yet began to chuckle quietly, touching her forehead.

Indeed, he was jealous.

She pulled Shang Yu toward a bench in the corridor. After they sat down, she bowed her head playing with his fingers, and after a moment of silence, she said, "I did have that idea, but there’s a lot of work to be done at the research center. Staying in the Imperial Capital... is not advisable for long."

The last four words, she spoke slowly and with prolongation.

The man crossed his legs, catching the mischievous flicker in her eyes, his lips hardly parting, "Seems the research center is more important to you."

Li Qiao: "..."

With a smile in her eyes, she responded to his words, even nodding earnestly, "Indeed, it’s very important. The project has already started, and it might get very busy from now on. I might not get off work until eight or nine in the evening at the earliest..."

As she spoke, the man silently turned his head to look at her.

Li Qiao, with her brows raised, continued, "Therefore, I’m considering giving up my dormitory at Renhe Laboratory."

After giving it up, what then?

She certainly couldn’t stay at the Li family villa every night.

The journey from the research institute to the Li family villa takes an hour without traffic.

And to the South Sea Mansion, a mere twenty minutes.

At this moment, Shang Yu’s Adam’s apple slid up and down, his thin lips and facial lines gradually becoming relaxed and soft, "You should have retired earlier."

Li Qiao’s shoulders were suddenly enveloped by the man’s arms, and she crashed into his embrace, inhaling his crisp scent and laughing uncontrollably on his shoulder.

What a proud man he is.

Listening to her laughter, Shang Yu tightened his arms around her, his lips curving into a delighted arc as he tilted his head to kiss her ear, teasing, "Are you this happy to move in and live with me?"

Li Qiao stopped laughing instantly.

She lifted her head to meet the man’s gaze, her fingers fiddling with the buttons on the front of his shirt, then after a few seconds of silence and a flash in her eyes, she said, "Next month, I might have to take a business trip."

Shang Yu’s eyes narrowed, "Where to?"

"To the headquarters of the Medical Alliance," Li Qiao adjusted her position in his embrace, leaning half of her body on his shoulder and spoke lightly, "Su Lao Si invited me over, and Lian Zhen and Academician Jiang might join as well."

The man didn’t speak for a long time, looking down at her profile with a somewhat tense voice "How long will you be gone?"

"Perhaps... half a month?" She was actually not certain how long the trip would take.

The half-month duration was merely her own estimate.

Shang Yu’s brow furrowed slightly, even the warmth in his eyes decreasing steadily, not because of her business trip but because the headquarters of the Medical Alliance... was in the British Imperial.

Perhaps due to the man’s prolonged silence, Li Qiao straightened up and looked back at him, "What’s wrong?"

He couldn’t have discovered the real purpose of her trip to the Medical Alliance, could he?

As she thought this, Shang Yu’s eyebrows gradually smoothed out, and he gazed at her closely, the clear reflections in each other’s eyes palpable, "Do you have to go?"

Li Qiao pursed her lips without answering, but the determination in her eyes was more than evident.

The man, as if conceding, held her shoulders and pressed her against him, avoiding seeing each other’s expressions, "Let me know in advance when the date is set."

Li Qiao acknowledged and, thinking he couldn’t bear to part with her, softened her voice to comfort him, "At most it’ll be half a month. If things go quickly, maybe I can return after about ten days."

Shang Yu remained silent, just patting her on the shoulder lightly and rhythmically with his hand, while his face took on a hint of frosty sharpness.

How many days would it take to have the Medical Alliance’s headquarters moved out of the British Imperial?

...

By one o’clock in the afternoon, the post-wedding banquet concluded.

After discussing, the Li family members decided to head back to the South Sea that very night.

Zong Yue had wanted to stay in the Imperial Capital for a couple more days and take Li Jun shopping, but he had backlogged work and could no longer delay.

Therefore, they had to let it go.

Moreover, having just gotten married, Zong Yue did not want to be separated from Li Jun.

Lately, they had been entangled every night, and Zong Yue secretly delighted in Li Jun’s loss of control over her.

This gave her a sense of satisfaction of being needed and possessed.

As calm and rational as Li Jun was, she never knew she could be so ferocious and domineering in bed.

Before two o’clock, the guests gradually left the hotel.

Knowing that Shang Shaoyan had come to the Imperial Capital, Mr. and Mrs. Li immediately insisted that Li Qiao go with him, right away.

Finally, Li Qiao tossed the Ferrari keys to Li San, and under the relieved expressions of Mr. and Mrs. Li, she got into Shang Yu’s business car.