The Favored Heiress
Chapter 636: Doing Good Deeds Without Seeking Recognition?

Chapter 636: Chapter 636: Doing Good Deeds Without Seeking Recognition?

"So this..." Gu Chenn kicked the body on the floor and his gaze shifted to the magazine corner. "Each person was shot in the head with a single bullet. Who did this good deed without leaving a name?"

...

Inside the suite, Li Qiao was pulled into the bathroom by Shang Yu.

She didn’t get a clear view of the scene in the room, but there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

The man slammed the glass door of the bathroom shut, and Li Qiao pursed her lips, clutching his arm as if she had something to say.

But Shang Yu didn’t look at her. He took a towel, dampened it with warm water, and then lifted her chin to wipe away the bloodstains on her face, bit by bit.

The action was not exactly gentle, but it was much lighter than before.

When her cheeks finally regained their cleanliness, the man gave her a deep look, dropped the towel, and turned to leave.

Li Qiao hurriedly grabbed the hem of his suit jacket and shook it.

Shang Yu paused, his profile still showing barely restrained displeasure.

He didn’t speak, and Li Qiao felt unsure.

There were some things she needed to confirm again.

In the silent bathroom, it seemed as if neither of them had anything to say to the other.

Li Qiao took a step forward, tiptoed, and whispered something in his ear.

The man’s gaze suddenly brimmed with severity.

Li Qiao nodded and pecked his face twice, almost in a breathy voice she said, "Don’t be angry yet, let’s talk outside."

Shang Yu’s dark expression slightly receded, and as Li Qiao was about to slide open the glass door of the bathroom, he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, confining her in his embrace.

Li Qiao’s back hit the man’s chest, and as she turned around, her cheeks were cupped in his palms, forcing her to look up and endure his deep kiss.

The posture of kissing over her shoulder was exhausting, yet Shang Yu seemed to enjoy it and didn’t give Li Qiao a chance to catch her breath.

His cool, thin lips pressed against the corner of her mouth, meticulously outlining her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Before long, he had pried open her teeth and delved inside.

All in all, it was a deep, lingering kiss, occasionally with a punishing bite on her lip.

The kiss was too hard to forget; Li Qiao’s neck was nearly numb, yet he was still conquering tirelessly.

She tried to turn in his embrace a few times but was held tight by his strong grip, thwarting all her struggles and movements.

Li Qiao, struggling to breathe: "..."

After some time, the man seemed satiated and let her go.

Still in the posture of turning back, Li Qiao slowly covered her neck with her hand.

Her neck stiffened and her tongue numbed...

At that moment, Shang Yu looked at her somewhat resentful expression with laughter in his deep eyes. He reached out with his index finger to wipe the moisture from her lips and whispered into her ear, "Let’s talk outside."

So, massaging her neck, Li Qiao followed him out of the suite.

This time she had not made a move or gotten injured, but... the result was no better than before.

In the corridor, Gu Chenn and Meng Jun were still discussing who could have done such a good deed without leaving a name.

Suddenly, seeing the figures of Li Qiao and Shang Yu coming out again, they quickly approached. "What happened?"

Li Qiao looked around and asked suspiciously, "Where are Liuyun and Luoyu?"

"They’re in the surveillance room downstairs." Meng Jun said this.

Li Qiao’s eyes flickered slightly. "Since there are people in the surveillance room, didn’t you see these people sneak into the room?"

Meng Jun carefully glanced at Shang Yu. "Some mercenaries checked in as guests; others must have sneaked in when the surveillance was covered. We truly didn’t see them."

"The surveillance was hacked." Li Qiao stated this as a fact.

Meng Jun hung his head and nodded, then retold the incident about the mercenaries in the fire escape having their heads blown off by someone.

Li Qiao understood and glanced at the wounded mercenary on the corridor floor, saying in a calm voice, "Senior brother, send someone to search these few rooms and see if there are any eavesdropping devices."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shang Yu took her hand and they walked outside the building, while he gave a sharp command, "Don’t leave any survivors."

Meng Jun nodded, "Yes, Godfather."

Gu Chenn, who had been treated like a tool the entire time, was speechless.

...

In the underground parking garage, Li Qiao and Shang Yu sat in a business van while Liuyun and Luoyu, who had returned, stood outside the car.

Under the warm yellow light of the dome light, Li Qiao took out a crumpled little paper from her pocket and spread open her left hand to reveal it.

Shang Yu eyed the curled-up note, his expression inscrutable.

Li Qiao unfolded the note and explained softly, "It’s from Yin Mo."

At that moment when she caught Yin Mo’s palm, the note had been covertly handed to her.

Seven Sons had fought side by side many times, and as Xiao Yehui said, some understandings accumulate over time.

Yin Mo always seemed ambiguous from the start, and her words often led to wild guesses.

But tonight, the note she had actively given seemed to declare her choice.

As they talked, the messy handwriting came into the view of both of them, "Don’t trust Ye Hui or Ye Yan."

Xiao Yehui, Xiao Yeyan.

Li Qiao looked at the brief names on the paper and felt a mix of emotions.

It was indeed Yin Mo’s handwriting.

Li Qiao handed the note to Shang Yu and then turned to look out the window, collecting her thoughts.

The man glanced at it briefly, "Is this her writing?"

"Mhm," Li Qiao leaned against the chair back and sighed softly, "She deliberately chambered a round when you opened the door to infuriate you into killing her."

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows, narrowing his eyes and crossing his legs, "Even so, how can we be sure she isn’t trying to earn your trust on purpose?"

"Because if you shot her dead, earning my trust wouldn’t matter anymore," Li Qiao’s gaze returned to the note, "She threw away the magazine and came with a resolve to die.

She claimed that the group of mercenaries was there to cover for her, but it seemed more like they were holding her hostage. The person who got their head blown off in the hallway might be an MI6 retired operative, which Meng Jun can look into."

MI6 is a British Imperial organization. Even after retirement, its members still have countless ties to the Royal Family.

And Xiao Yehui’s lack of trust in Yin Mo could be surmised from the eavesdropping device on her.

As for the information given by Xiao Yeyan...

Thinking of this, Li Qiao chuckled softly and picked up the note again, "I’ve been pondering why Yin Mo, after all these years at Xiao Yehui’s side, would suddenly collaborate with Xiao Yeyan?

Even if the brothers’ relationship is not harmonious, they are both from the Charlman Family, and neither is short on cunning or strategies.

Now it seems, Yin Mo didn’t want to choose either side, but she is constrained because her parents are in the Ducal Residence.

If Xiao Yehui threatened her using her parents, then Xiao Yeyan... could do the same.

There is also the possibility that she was forced to compromise, or pretended to."

That’s the greatest tragedy of Yin Mo.

She probably doesn’t even have the leeway to choose; other than struggling, there’s no way out for her.

Her father, being the steward of the Charlman Family, undoubtedly has unquestionable loyalty due to his status.

Yin Mo can’t even fight back; she’s alone against the entirety of the Ducal Family.

At that moment, Shang Yu’s hand came to rest on the back of Li Qiao’s neck, he paused for a moment, "If I had killed her tonight, would this note have turned you against me?"