The Favored Heiress
Chapter 524: Shang Shaoyan’s Treasure

Chapter 524: Chapter 524: Shang Shaoyan’s Treasure

At this moment, seeing the gloomy clouds forming on the face of the elder of the family, Wang Yue reached into his pocket and carefully took out Shang Yu’s mobile phone, saying cautiously, "Boss, why don’t you give Miss Li a call and ask?"

The man took the phone, opened it, and found a WeChat message from Li Qiao.

He clicked on the picture, zoomed in slightly with two fingers, and recognized at a glance that it was Myst Town of the Medical Alliance.

By then, almost an hour had already passed since Li Qiao sent the message.

Shang Yu pursed his thin lips, his jawline tensing slightly as he dialed her number directly.

Listening to the ringing tone from the phone, he also glanced at the positioning system in Wang Yue’s hand, where the blinking icon was still updating in real-time.

It seemed to be heading towards the city center.

Just a second before the call was about to cut off automatically, Li Qiao’s light voice came through, "Are you done with your work?"

The man did not speak, suppressing some obscure emotions in his heart, his Adam’s apple moving as he spoke in a deep voice, "When did you come?"

"I just arrived last night," Li Qiao crisply responded, as if not at all surprised that he knew about her whereabouts.

And sensing the depth in his voice, Li Qiao added with a light tone, "Didn’t I tell you before that I was going to the Medical Alliance for an exchange? Since I’m not busy lately, I came over earlier."

Shang Yu’s breathing grew slightly heavier as he rose from his seat, walked to the window and slipped a hand into his pocket. The cold expression on his handsome face did not soften in the slightest, "How many days are you planning on doing the exchange?"

Li Qiao, speaking while bending down to get out of the car, glanced at the coffee shop at the street corner, "Not sure yet. If you’re not busy tonight, want to have dinner together?"

"Not busy, wait for me there."

Before she could reply, the line went dead.

Holding her phone, Li Qiao was somewhat perplexed. Was his reaction to her coming to Britain a bit strong? It seemed quite anxious...

Was he worried that the Charlman Family might harm her?

A faint smile tugged at the corners of Li Qiao’s lips; the Charlman Family really wasn’t something she considered a threat.

...

A few minutes later, Li Qiao arrived at the coffee shop on the street corner, where another bodyguard accompanying Zong Yue stood guard near the window.

Upon seeing her approaching, he promptly stepped aside and nodded, "Miss Li."

"Not out yet?" Li Qiao came to the window and took a peek inside through the glass covered in decorations.

Originally, she planned to go to the Royal Hospital to find Shang Yu but thought to call Zong Yue along the way to check on her condition.

But she couldn’t get through on the phone, and after asking the bodyguards following her, she learned that her sister-in-law had entered a coffee shop and then was inexplicably required to stay in and take a test.

Li Qiao thought she had heard wrong at first, but then had someone look into the background of the coffee shop and discovered that it was an entrance exam location for the Round Table Club.

Today happened to be the open examination day.

The so-called Round Table Club is actually a generic term for a top-tier intelligence club with members all over the world.

Conveniently, it is also one of the Eight Major Groups under the International Club.

Although it’s not like the Mercenary Group that takes orders and does business, the Round Table Club has always been known as the think tank of the International Club.

The bodyguard stepped aside to let Li Qiao have a clearer view of the situation inside the coffee shop and explained methodically, "She probably hasn’t finished answering the questions. I just asked, once you go in, you have to participate in answering. Otherwise, you cannot come and go as you please."

"You guys go wait in the car. I’ll go in and take a look," said Li Qiao before heading toward the coffee shop’s main entrance. She seemed to remember having seen the entrance exam questions for the Round Table Club on Song Lao Liu’s computer before.

But that was years ago, and the memory wasn’t very clear.

Li Qiao pushed the door open and entered, immediately greeted by the robust aroma of coffee.

The café had a deep brown decoration style, and in front of each round wooden table sat many people of every skin color.

Every one of them furrowed their brows, holding a pen in hand, writing and drawing on the paper earnestly, creating a rather solemn atmosphere.

Li Qiao looked around and quickly spotted Zong Yue, engrossed in writing, in the corner.

She intended to approach but was blocked by the staff stationed at the entrance.

Without a word, the staff handed her an exam paper and gestured towards a round table by the window, signaling her to sit there and answer the questions.

The workers didn’t even bother to ask more, treating everyone who came in as an examinee, promptly arranging for them to answer the questions.

Li Qiao looked at the exam paper expressionlessly. Had the Round Table Club’s exam become so casual?

Could anyone just participate in the exam? Was there no need to register in advance?

In fact, Li Qiao didn’t know that since the Round Table Club was originally established in the British Imperial, the entrance examination rules here were different from those in other countries.

As long as you entered the café during the open exam day, you would be immediately arranged to participate in answering the questions.

Additionally, signal blockers were set up around the café to prevent cheating and leaking of the questions, which was why Zong Yue’s phone calls couldn’t get through.

Li Qiao lowered her head to look at the exam paper in the staff’s hand but didn’t fuss over it too much. She took the paper, walked to a spot by the window, sat down, and began to casually look at the questions, then swiftly filled in the answers.

There were thirty-six questions, and the exam time was one hour, but Li Qiao finished writing her answers in fifteen minutes.

She tossed her pencil onto the table and didn’t get up to leave; instead, she propped her chin up with boredom and watched Zong Yue, who was seriously answering questions in the corner, occasionally glancing outside the window.

Li Qiao suspected that her sister-in-law had actually intended to come in to buy coffee but had accidentally entered the club’s exam venue, unintentionally embarking on a half-day exam answering journey.

While she watched Zong Yue, in the observation room upstairs, someone was watching Li Qiao.

"President Feng, her speed of answering questions is quite fast."

The man called President Feng, about in his early thirties, was dressed in refined British attire, with a metal pocket watch hanging over his chest.

He was strikingly handsome, with a typical mixed-race appearance, black hair slicked back with hair wax revealing a smooth forehead, and light brown eyes set in deep eye sockets. His whole being exuded the unique dignified elegance of a British gentleman.

That man stood with his hands behind his back in front of the monitoring screen, his gaze fixed on Li Qiao’s face, and after a few seconds, his lips slightly lifted, he took a photo of Li Qiao with his phone, and sent it to someone on WeChat.

After waiting for three seconds, a call came in.

Looking at the display on his phone, a playful look appeared in his eyes, "I thought you were in a meeting with Charles."

From the other end of the phone, a man’s voice was direct, "Where did the photo come from?"

"Judging by your tone, it really is your precious... Li Qiao?!" He picked up the pocket watch from his chest and toyed with it in his hand, "How could she end up taking the entrance test at the club, when you said you didn’t bring her here?"

Before Shang Yu could speak, he continued with a teasing tone, "Shaoyan, you really are tightfisted. As the association leader, you didn’t give her a pass card and made her come to the exam herself?"

This person was Feng Yi.

The second son of the Chairman Family, Chairman of the Round Table Club, and Shang Yu’s sworn brother, ranking second among them.

After a few seconds of silence, Shang Yu dropped a few cold words before hanging up the phone, "Delete the photo, come here immediately."

Feng Yi: "..."

He had actually heard quite early that Shaoyan found a girlfriend, and she was extremely precious to him.

Out of curiosity, several of their brothers had investigated Li Qiao, but as Feng Yi had been abroad, he had not yet met her face to face.

Just now, he had recognized Li Qiao with just a glance as her face was too distinctive.

So...

Feng Yi, full of interest, said to his deputy, "Go get her exam paper."