The Favored Heiress
Chapter 602: Kid, come here

Chapter 602: Chapter 602: Kid, come here

After a while, Shang Yu also entered the cabin. He took a wristwatch from his trouser pocket, pulled Li Qiao’s left hand to her, and fastened it back on her wrist. He caressed her joints covered in tiny scars, and with his thin lips slightly pursed, he murmured, "Everything that should be taken, has been taken."

Li Qiao felt the watch face and nodded calmly, "Then that’s fine."

...

Wenxi Archipelago, located at the maritime area between the border and Myanmar, strictly speaking, geographically belongs to Myanmar.

Scattered across the azure sea are hundreds of islands, large and small, picturesque and with a pleasant climate.

These islands have been approved by the Myanmar government for sale or lease.

Thirty of the smaller islands have already been sold, rumored to have been bought by an antiques merchant.

It wasn’t yet three in the afternoon when the helicopter landed on the helipad of one of the islands.

The loud roar of the propeller blades did not prevent Li Qiao from falling into a deep sleep.

Perhaps exhausted, after the tumult of last night, even as the cabin door opened and the warm sea breeze carrying the moisture brushed against her, she just frowned slightly but did not wake up.

Seeing this, Shang Yu carried her out of the cabin. Just as he steadied himself, he frowned and coughed twice.

Wang Yue and Zhui Feng immediately stood to his left and right, suggesting quietly with concern, "Boss, should we let Luoyu carry her?"

Last night, they had headed back to the Underground Boxing Gym. The Boss at that time was like a demon possessed, beating up the gym manager and all the fighters again.

Even Dan Min, who was seriously injured and unconscious, was thrown by the boss onto the market street.

In just two hours, the ownership of the gym had changed hands, and now it should already be in... Miss Li’s name.

As a result, the Boss was also injured.

Overexerting himself in the fight, he wasn’t impervious to injury, getting hurt was inevitable.

At this moment, Shang Yu rolled his adam’s apple, suppressing the cough, and carried Li Qiao down from the helipad, heading straight for a seaside house on the island.

This seaside house faced the ocean, with a black swing chair in front of the door.

Shang Yu placed Li Qiao on the black bed in the master bedroom, felt her forehead to make sure she did not have a fever, glanced at her a few times, and then turned to leave the room.

...

In a state between dreaming and waking, Li Qiao could hear the sound of the waves washing against the shore.

She opened her eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling above her head, looked around the room’s layout, and felt too lazy to move.

Was this the place Shang Yu mentioned for recuperating?

Li Qiao lingered in bed for a while before getting up and pushing open the door. The immediate view of the sea and the sea breeze were refreshing.

Outside the door, Luoyu was nestled in the swing chair with her legs crossed, smoking.

Surprised to see Li Qiao, she clambered out of the swing basket in a flurry, "Miss Li, you’re awake."

Li Qiao turned to look at her struggling to stand up and curved her lips, "Where is this?"

"Wenxi Archipelago."

Li Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise; she had just been there a couple of days ago.

The Wenxi Archipelago’s climate was comfortable, and at this time of year, the sea breeze wasn’t too dry or hot; indeed, it was a good place to recuperate.

Li Qiao looked around, "Where is he?"

"Master is at the villa in the middle of the island, I’ll take you there," Luoyu said, as she pinched out her cigarette and led Li Qiao along the pebbled pathway behind the seaside house.

The landscape of the island was very distinctive, with coconut trees planted all around; the sunlight on the beach was broken by the leaves and mottled across the ground.

Li Qiao ambled forward absentmindedly on the pebble path, her gaze sweeping around, and the feeling of familiarity with the architectural layout of the surroundings grew stronger.

...

Island villa.

At the end of the wooden corridor, there’s a parasol with beers and a fruit platter on the table.

Under the umbrella, two figures, one clad in black, the other in white.

The man wearing a white shirt and casual pants was about in his early thirties, with a fine and handsome face that was warm and clear-cut.

Judging by modern aesthetic standards, he had the look of a standard pretty boy.

At this moment, he was resting his right ankle on his left knee, wearing flip-flops, and took a sip from his pint of beer, his peachy eyes carrying a teasing light, "So, it seems that Dan Ying has really got himself into big trouble with you."

Shang Yu cleared his throat lightly, holding a cigarette in hand and leaning against the chair back, his expression cool, "Is the medical room ready?"

"Don’t worry, our island has everything you could need, just don’t ask me for nuclear weapons."

The man’s tone was teasing and familiar, casually swinging his foot in a flippant and carefree manner reminiscent of He Chen.

This person was Jin Rong, Shang Yu’s sworn brother and the eldest among them.

He was a year older than Feng Yi but had the face of a pretty boy which made him appear youthful and easily deceiving.

During their conversation, measured footsteps could be heard slowly approaching from the lofty entrance of the corridor.

Jin Rong gave Shang Yu a playful look, "Is it your woman waking up? I’ve heard He Chen talking about her quite a bit. As the big brother here, I ought to give a little something for a first meeting..."

Before he could finish, Jin Rong fell into a prolonged silence as he watched the corridor in front of him.

Across the way, Li Qiao was standing about five meters away, looking impassively at Jin Rong then glanced at the beer pint in his hand, "You said you were very busy?"

Beside her, Luoyu was puzzled - the boss never mentioned he was busy, did he?

Shang Yu narrowed his eyes at Li Qiao, then shot a dangerous look towards Jin Rong, "You know each other?"

In that moment, Jin Rong, holding his pint of beer, looked dumbfounded at Li Qiao and then stiffly towards Shang Yu, taking some time to find his voice, "Your woman is her??"

Flicking the ash off his cigarette, the man glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, "Can’t it be her?"

Jin Rong threw the pint down on the table and stood up with a slap to his thigh, "Your woman isn’t Li Qiao?"

Then, he beckoned to Li Qiao with a crooked finger, "Come here, kid."

Kid?

That’s not the most endearing nickname.

Shang Yu put out his cigarette in the ashtray, and as Li Qiao walked over, he drew her near, grasping her fingers and looking up slightly, "How long have you known each other?"

Li Qiao, indifferent to Jin Rong’s bewildered expression, leaned her arm on Shang Yu’s shoulder and responded disinterestedly, "I’ve forgotten."

Jin Rong slapped the table, "Five years ago!"

Shang Yu gave him a dark look, his movements gently wrapping around Li Qiao’s waist and lifting her onto his lap, "This is your sister-in-law, Li Qiao."

Watching their intimate behavior, Jin Rong held his forehead and blinked, "Wait, Shaoyan, let me get this straight."

Ignoring the man’s shocked expression, Shang Yu began feeding Li Qiao with a fork.

Oranges, melons, guavas...

Still lost in thought, Jin Rong pointed out, "This kid likes guava, feed her more of that."

Luoyu, standing a few steps away, looked at Jin Rong with sympathy.

Looks like the ownership of this island might change hands.

But the fact that Miss Li knew Master Rong was truly unexpected.

Shang Yu, with one arm around Li Qiao’s waist, turned his heavy gaze towards Jin Rong.