Li San glanced at him and then raised his head toward the cabin door: "get off the plane first."

Finally, Yin Mo, wearing a wig and sunglasses, said flatly, "seven cubs' mouth is swollen."

The crowd cast their eyes one after another, and their faces suddenly changed.

It seems that it's not a fight. It may be a fight.

....

parking apron.

As soon as Li Qiao stepped down the spiral staircase, she received a call from Su Mo Shi, "I really don't need to pick you up?"

"No Li Qiao raised her eyes and looked at the motorcade in front of her. She said in a light voice, "someone's coming to meet you."

Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief, "OK, I'll go there when you settle down."

Hang up the phone, waiting in the team next to Wei ang has also come, "young master, young lady. The owner is in another hospital. Let's go now? "

Shang Yu responds to the sound without waves or waves in his eyes.

Wei ang was stunned for a moment, and was shivered by the man's cold air.

The young master is so cold.

Soon, when people get on the bus and drive out of the customs, the inspection link is directly saved.

Several people in the back thought that dansley's identity played a role.

But Li Qiao knew that the smooth flow here originated from the Shang Zonghai.

In Myanmar, Li Qiao also left for three years.

Come back again, the mood has not changed at all.

The style and customs of the streets look no different from three years ago.

Only the people who accompany her are no longer Myanmar's partners.

....

It's just forty minutes from Nairobi airport to other hospitals.

When Li Qiao got off the bus, she found that the other vehicles in the motorcade didn't follow in, and even the flowing clouds and falling rain disappeared.

Wei'ang pulled the back door with one hand and explained in a low voice: "Sir, I've reserved a hotel for you. It's not suitable for too many people to know the location of other hospitals."

Li Qiao nodded clearly, noncommittal.

Just now the car drove into the gate. There was a lintel on the top of the gate, and there were complicated patterns carved on it.

She had seen that kind of pattern, which was the same as the order of British knighthood. It was used to distinguish the rank and title of conferment.

This other house belongs to a prince of Dun.

The highest rank of honor in Myanmar, followed by dansley.

The title of Uncle Wu is Prince Wu Lutun.

At this time, Li Qiao and Shang Yu walk side by side behind Wei ang. In front of the other courtyard is a gray wall with an arch.

There is also a shadow wall inside the door. The overall architectural style is completely different from that of Myanmar, even with some ancient charm.

Through the screen wall is the main house on the second floor, with a bamboo forest on the left and a pavilion on the right.

"How was the journey?"

A gentle inquiry comes from the left side. Li Qiao and Shang Yu Dunbu see Shang Zonghai come out of the bamboo forest in light gray casual Tang suit.

"Dad." Li Qiao and Shang Yu call each other in unison, and she replies smoothly.

Shang Zonghai holds a bunch of weeds in his hand, and his eyes fall on them. In a few seconds, he throws the weeds into the garbage can, takes the towel from Wei ang, and says with a smile: "it seems that it doesn't go well."

Li Qiao pursed her lips and did not speak. Shang Yu took her hand and went straight to the pavilion. "You're wrong."

Shang Zonghai slowly wiped the grass on his hands and looked at Yan Wei ang quietly. The latter shook his head like a monk.

Anyway, he didn't know what the owner wanted to ask, so his head should not be wrong.

Shang Zonghai throws the towel into his arms, and then walks to the opposite side.

Three people sit down, breeze blowing into the pavilion, with the rustle of bamboo.

Shang Zonghai took the herbal tea on the table, opened the cup, poured the tea and pushed it to Shang Yu

The man raised his eyelids and looked straight at Shang Zonghai's smiling face. He didn't speak or serve tea.

Soon, weiang came with a tray with fruit and tea on it.

Shang Zonghai raises his head in the direction of Li Qiao and says, "girl, eat some fruit."

Li Qiao low Mou thanks, haven't stretched out a hand, Shang Yu took the lead to fork up a piece of guava to her mouth.

Shang Zonghai's Old God was watching, and his sharp eyes showed a touch of depth.

In just a few minutes, Shang Zonghai drank half a cup of tea. With the news coming from his mobile phone, he opened it and said, "Wei ang, you can send Shaoyan to the old Wu family."

Lao Wu

Li Qiao thought of Uncle Wu for the first time.

The revered Prince of Wu became Lao Wu in the mouth of Shang Zonghai?

Wei ang answered, Shang Yu frowned and said, "what are you going to do?"

"Get something." Shang Zonghai replied to the news, and then raised his eyes, "he has a good evaluation of you. Now that you're here, he's also your elder."

Shang Yu took a deep look at Shang Zonghai. When he got up, he touched Li Qiao's head and said, "wait for me to come back."

Li Qiao nodded with a smile and looked at his sharp figure, with waves looming in her eyes.

At this time, Shang Zonghai cast his eyes sideways, showing the elder's gentleness and tolerance. "Girl, tell me, what's the matter with you and Shaoyan?"

Li Qiao tilted her head and looked at Shang Zonghai for a moment. She looked down and sighed, "I can't hide anything from you."

In front of Shang Zonghai, she was estranged from Shang Yuyin.

Shang Zonghai gave a short smile, sipped his tea and said with a thought-provoking smile, "you are too careful."

Li Qiao pursed her lips, and her former smile was replaced by a touch of regret.

"Or..." Shang Zonghai put down his tea cup and fiddled with the Buddhist beads one by one, "like walking on thin ice."

This word has hit Li Qiao's heart.

She drooped the corner of her eyes, silent for a long time, just low light asked: "Dad... I don't know how to do."

A slightly dull low Nan exposed Li Qiao's powerlessness and helplessness.

Shang Zonghai leans to smile and looks at Li Qiao.

When he met this girl, he had never seen her so tired.

Even the past of Mu's family failed to evoke too much emotional resonance.

Shang Zonghai looked at Li Qiao's red eyes, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, "girl, come in with dad."

Li Qiao, with a sharp voice, got up and lowered her head to keep up with him.

The main house and study are full of ink.

In front of the quiet environment and trusted elders, it's easy to let people off guard.

Shang Zonghai grinds and says, "is it because of Shaoyan's disease?"

Li Qiao raised her head and bent her lips far fetched

"You." Shang Zonghai shakes his head and laughs, "in addition to Shaoyan's disease, I can't think of anything else that can make you helpless. There is no outsider here. Whatever you want to say, just say it. "

Li Qiao can easily see his concern and generosity from Shang Zonghai's eyes, and blurts out what she can't say to others.

For five minutes, Shang Zonghai listened attentively. He didn't disturb him. His eyes were as gentle as ever.

Li Qiao finished, her eyes began to struggle. She curled up her fingertips and said in a dumb voice, "Dad, you say... What should I do?"

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