Chapter 9: The Time Freed Up Afterwards

The carriage fell into a brief silence because of Li Qiao's words.

As for her question, Shang Yu responded with silence.

Li Qiao lazily yawned, her eyes misted with a watery gleam as she glanced outside the window.

What kind of man was he, really?!

There were so many labels attached to him, but Li Qiao felt none of them were him.

At that moment, her phone in her pocket suddenly rang.

Li Qiao came back to her senses, saw the incoming call display, and then remembered Tang Yiting, who she had left at the billiards hall.

She gave Shang Yu a glance, lifted the phone to her ear, "What's up?"

The clamorous voice of Tang Yiting instantly filled the entire carriage, "Where did you run off to? There's no one in the financial office, hurry back, everyone's waiting for you to drink, we're not stopping until we're drunk tonight."

Accompanied by her questioning, Li Qiao faintly heard the 'thud thud' of door kicking.

How should I put it? It was very awkward.

Because when she pressed the phone against her face, she accidentally activated the speakerphone.

In the quiet carriage, after a moment of deadly stillness, Li Qiao emotionlessly said, "Wrong number."

Then, she hung up the call and turned off her phone.

Tang Yiting, who was kicking the door at the financial office of Entertainment City, "???"

At this time, Shang Yu closed the folder in his hand, casually placing it beside his leg, and spoke nonchalantly, "Did you come here with friends?"

Li Qiao put her phone back into her pocket and shook her head seriously, "No, I don't know them."

Shang Yu leaned lazily against the chair back, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, and took a sidelong glance at her with the corner of his eye.

The light was warm in the carriage, and Li Qiao caught his gaze, tilted her head, and smiled innocently.

...

About ten minutes later, the motorcade stopped outside the Li family villa.

As Li Qiao was about to get out of the car, the man who had been feigning sleep suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Shang Lu will come to apologize tomorrow morning for the cancellation of the engagement—it's his responsibility."

"Let him come the day after tomorrow," Li Qiao paused from pushing the door open and said to Shang Yu.

Cancelling an engagement was a significant event; the whole family needed to be united and present a united front.

Tomorrow morning was too rushed, and it was uncertain if her eldest and third brothers and mother could make it back in time.

Upon hearing this, the man slowly opened his eyes, his deep and dark pupils slightly red, betraying an exhaustion unknown to others.

Li Qiao didn't give him a chance to ask, opened the car door, and stepped out, bracing herself against the door frame with one hand in her pocket, "Thank you, Master Yan, for the ride home. I'll see you... the day after tomorrow."

The girl closed the car door and walked briskly into the house.

A faint scent of the girl seemed to linger in the carriage.

The driver sneaked a glimpse in the rearview mirror; the man in the mirror kept watching the direction the girl had gone and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Should he start the car, or not?

It wasn't until a few seconds later, as Li Qiao's figure merged with the night, that the driver heard a low sigh, "Clear out the day after tomorrow."

The driver looked troubled, "Master, the old master asked you to go back to Parma the day after tomorrow..."

"Clear it!"

"Yes!"

The driver didn't dare say more, but he felt that the sudden change in the master's schedule definitely had something to do with that girl!

Hadn't Master Yan told Shang Lu to solve the issue of cancelling the engagement himself, and now he planned to make a personal visit just because of a word from the girl?

The luxurious motorcade once again headed toward the highway, and timely, the driver said, "Master Qiu just sent a message, saying he's heading to Secret Hall."

"Hmm."

...

The next day, at ten in the morning, Li Qiao sat quietly in the dining room eating breakfast.

Her second brother, Li Yan, sat opposite her, scrolling through his phone occasionally, "Mom will be home by three this afternoon, and the eldest brother has already landed. The third brother said he won't be able to make it until the evening."

After speaking, Li Yan stared at Li Qiao across from him and asked, "Did Shang Lu say when he will come to cancel the engagement?"