Outright Favoritism

Chapter 1025 Qiao·Mansion

At nine o’clock in the night, it was located in the roundabout townhouse area two blocks away from the Li family villa. A row of convoys slowly drove up.

There is a European-style fountain at the entrance of the villa, surrounded by colorful night lights, which are brilliant and colorful.

Not long after, the convoy stopped near the fountain, and Shang Yu led Li Qiao to get out of the car. The lights fell on each other’s faces, and the outline became more three-dimensional.

Li Qiao looked around, sniffing the fragrance of green grass floating in the air, and after a flash of light, she noticed a huge boulder covered with red silk next to her.

Shang Yu pocketed with one hand, a long and straight posture, he drew his index finger across Li Qiao’s cheek, and said with a deep voice: “Don’t want to open it?”

Li Qiao guessed what, and found it incredible.

This island-circle villa area is located near the business district in the city center. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inch of gold.

She had heard a long time ago that this place was going to create a top-level rich area, but there was no progress for a long time.

Shang Yu brought her here, maybe he bought her a villa here as a gift?

Li Qiao looked at the man with a smile, then let go of his hand and walked up to the boulder covered with red silk, “When was this place built? Which one did you buy?”

Hidden in the grass in the distance, Chaifeng and Mochizuki looked at each other, and couldn’t help but shed bitter tears for each other.

Mrs.    really likes to joke.

While speaking, Li Qiao was already standing in front of the boulder higher than her. She looked back at the man standing in the light again, pursed her lips, raised her hand and lifted the red silk.

There are three characters carved on the boulder.

Qiao·Mansion

Li Qiao was stunned.

is not a villa around the island, nor other meaningful names, but Qiao·Mansion.

is her mansion.

Li Qiao stared at the three words painted with gold lacquer without blinking, and her heart was hot.

Suddenly, with a warm back, Shang Yu hugged her from behind, and a warm breath came from behind his ears, “Happy birthday.”

Li Qiao released her finger, and the red silk fell to the ground.

She rolled her throat, her voice slightly hoarse, “When did you prepare?”

The man was silent for a few seconds, his chin was close to her cheek, “The night I left from the island.”

Li Qiao took a deep breath, turned around in his arms and looked up at each other, “Reason?”

Shang Yu looked down slightly, around her waist, with a particularly gentle gaze, “The mansion has seven villas. Drive to Li’s house for five minutes. From now on, I will stay with you here. You can see whoever wants to do what you want.”

He gave her plenty of space and freedom, allowing her to do whatever she wanted in her pretty mansion.

Li Qiao, who values ​​love and righteousness, cannot be bound by him.

Qiao·Mansion is his sincerity and promise to her.

Li Qiao’s vision was a bit blurred, she turned her face away, and said dumbly: “Where do we live?”

“You choose.” Shang Yu’s palm rested impartially on her raised belly, and gestured towards the unlit place behind: “There is another building behind for him.”

The implication is that the little cub has a villa, and his beautiful mother has seven.

The moment the voice settled, Li Qiao whispered, she raised her eyes steeply to look at Shang Yu, with surprise in her eyes, “Did you feel it?”

The little cub moved again.

Shang Yu’s throat slips, feeling the afterrhyth of the light beating under his palm, and intriguingly lifted his thin lips, “Is this…I don’t like it?”

Li Qiao stretched out his hand to cover the back of the man’s hand, and couldn’t help but hold up her pregnant belly, “Then wait for him to grow up and let him choose.”

Shang Yu raised his eyebrows silently, his eyes narrowed, “If you don’t like it, Nanyang Mansion will leave it to him.”

Li Qiao’s belly was kicked again.

The couple’s eyes met and they agreed with each other that the little cub wanted Nanyang Mansion.

……

In less than an hour, after Li Qiao and Shang Yu visited the building of Qiao·Mansion, the two of them prepared to return to the mansion.

This place has just been built. Even though top environmentally friendly formaldehyde-free materials are used, Shang Yu is not at ease. After discussing with Li Qiao, he plans to move in after the wedding.

After the convoy left, Zhuifeng and Mochizuki walked out of the grass, limping on their legs.

No injury, just a numb leg.

Huifeng wears a red helmet on top of his head, looks at the dressing of his contractor, and sighs, “Let’s go, Xiaoyan’s house has not been built yet. There are still two and a half months left. It is estimated that it will be completed.”

God knows how much financial and material resources Yanhuang Group has spent in order to take this piece of land and build the villa.

The bodyguards of the mansion were all pulled over to carry bricks and concrete, and they were so **** good.

Mochizuki squinted at the clearing behind, he thought, and remembered one thing, “Did the boss let us build another training hall before?”

“It seems to be.” Chasing took off the helmet on his head and patted it twice, “Moreover…the training equipment must be the smallest.”

After that, the two looked at each other, and deep sympathy appeared in their eyes.

Understood, the training hall is for Master Xiao Yan.

Mochizuki gave a thumbs up silently, “The boss is really a real father.”

Chasing the wind and looking up at the sky, he sighed from the bottom of his heart, “Fortunately, he is just my boss, not my father…”

Little Yan Ye is too difficult.

has not been born yet, the training hall is arranged.

……

Back to the mansion, Li Qiao couldn’t wait to continue to open the present.

Twenty-two exquisite gift boxes have been placed on the coffee table. Li Qiao took a sip and picked up the smallest box and gently opened the ribbon.

Shang Yu sat with his legs crossed beside her, his deep eyes fell on her, as if he couldn’t see enough.

Li Qiao guessed that it might be a variety of exquisite and expensive gifts, but as the lid opened, the contents inside made her a little surprised.

It was a pair of baby silver bracelets. They were put in a plastic bag. They didn’t look like new, but they were well preserved.

Li Qiao picked up the bracelet and shook it. The crisp sound of bells broke the quiet atmosphere in the living room.

She thought of something, and looked sideways at Shang Yu, “Is this the little bracelet you wore?”

The man lowered his eyelids, curled his lips and said in a deep voice, “Well, my favorite thing when I was one year old.”

Li Qiao suddenly felt that this small bracelet was worth a lot of gold.

She looked at the other twenty-one gift boxes again, and suddenly remembered a sentence: I gave myself to you, together with my favorite things at each stage, all belong to you.

Li Qiao retracted her gaze and looked at the wall in front of her, her eyes sore.

The second gift box is a shiny jade pendant. Li Qiao touched the red string in the plastic bag, and she could even imagine Shang Yu as a child running in the old house wearing it.

The third gift box is an old-fashioned copybook. The handwriting is not neat and tidy. It is the beginning of Shang Yu’s learning and practicing calligraphy.

The fourth…Fifth…Each copy is the favorite thing that has been collected for many years and belonged to Shang Yu at that stage.

There are a total of 22 gift boxes, but starting from the sixteenth gift box, there is nothing in it.

(End of this chapter)