The Favored Heiress-Chapter 848: Shang Shaoyan Left You a Mark?

The mansion’s living room, compared to the dilapidated and simple exterior, was a world of its own within.

Modern facilities were complete, and there was even a robot vacuum cleaner at work on the floor.

Li Qiao walked up the stairs with ease, Bai Yan following right behind her, "How many days are you staying this time?"

"Two or three days."

Bai Yan’s gaze fell on her neck, staring at the hickey, he sneered, "Just two or three days, and Shang Shaoyan had to leave you a mark?"

To say his perspective is as small as a needle’s eye would be a compliment.

Li Qiao glanced at him indifferently without speaking.

The two walked into the study one after the other, "Who’s watching Landis?"

Bai Yan pulled out a chair for her, then leaned against the table’s edge, speaking from above, "Xiao Long. The motel is located in the commercial street behind the night market. Should we bring the person over?"

"Not suitable." Li Qiao closed her eyes, contemplating Scarlet City’s current state, "Lure him to South City."

Bai Yan curled his lips, "Are you protecting him or planning to finish him off in South City?"

Li Qiao’s expression remained calm, her eyes lowered, "Depends on how he behaves."

Bai Yan understood, his wicked yet masculine features blending with a faint, unsurprised smile, "It’s hard for you to come back, why not stay a few more days? I’ll call those kids back; they haven’t seen you in a long time."

"No need."

Li Qiao refused decisively. As for the kids Bai Yan mentioned, they were confidants personally cultivated by the two, different from Flame Alliance members, usually following Bai Yan around Scarlet City to ’rule the roost.’

The confidants totaled twelve, named after the Twelve Zodiac Signs.

Like Xiao Hu, who kicks iron doors, and Xiao Niu, the lookout Xiao Long.

There was no help for it; Bai Yan was terrible at naming. Apart from his confidants, he also used the twenty-six English alphabet letters to replace the names of Flame Alliance members for simplicity.

In the evening, the sky gradually darkened.

Li Qiao and Bai Yan prepared to head to South City.

Liuyun eagerly volunteered to drive, displaying extremely strong showmanship.

In the car, Li Qiao felt the bumpy road, her brows gradually knitting together.

Bai Yan noticed her displeasure and pulled out his phone to make arrangements, "Tomorrow, have Xiao Haozi fix the road on Second Street. Don’t just collect protection fees every day, make him do something meaningful."

Liuyun and Luoyu exchanged glances, finding it hard to comprehend; a big black organization’s leader had such playful names.

...

The southern end of Scarlet City, originally a haven for various small and medium-sized forces.

With a Flame Alliance boss overseeing the city, no one dared to act rashly.

And the southern end bordered Myanmar, teeming with an endless stream of refugees, long being a leaderless state of chaos.

A few months ago, someone suddenly emerged, forcibly taking over all the organizations in South City under Bai Yan’s support and becoming the biggest leader here.

Later, someone found out his name seemed to be Tu Anliang.

South City Nightclub.

Li Qiao got out of the car and went with Bai Yan to the private room.

The nightclub’s interior decor almost perfectly replicated the Athena Sleepless City in the South Sea.

The South City of Scarlet City, the status of Scarlet City, was the future Li Qiao promised to Tu Anliang.

Outside the VIP suite on the top floor, two bodyguards were standing.

Seeing Bai Yan, they respectfully called out, "Brother Bai."

Bai Yan waved his hand, stepped forward to push open the suite door, and gestured to Li Qiao, "Let’s go."

Li Qiao pursed her lips, whispered at the door, "I’ll go in myself, you all wait outside."

"You don’t need me to accompany you?" Bai Yan seemed a bit worried.

Li Qiao said no, then walked straight into the room. freёwebnoѵel.com

...

Meanwhile, Shang Yu was sitting in a high-class ward at the Royal Private Hospital, holding an iPad in one hand, observing Li Qiao’s whereabouts.

The tracker indicated she was presently in the South City of Scarlet City.

On the bed, Zong Zhan rested his head on his arms, glancing at the man opposite, "You actually let her go out alone. Did you have a fight?"

Shang Yu lifted his eyelids, withdrew his gaze, and said in a low tone, "Is your illness incurable?"

Zong Zhan tugged at the collar of his hospital gown, "If I don’t stay longer, how can I make the most of the one-month medical leave the hospital gave me? I haven’t been this relaxed in ages."

"Xi Luo is going to Myanmar at the beginning of the month; go with him," Shang Yu put the iPad down and pinched his brow.

"Do I look idle to you?"

Shang Yu picked up a teacup with arched eyebrows, looking at Zong Zhan, "You’ve been pretending to be sick just to stay in the South Sea for her; wouldn’t going to Myanmar be even more convenient for you?"

Zong Zhan abruptly sat up from the bed, correcting righteously, "Shang Xiaowu, who told you I’m staying for her?"

"Go to Myanmar with her, and you can do whatever you want," Shang Yu took a sip of tea, his thick brows slightly raised, "Just don’t let her target Li Qiao."

Zong Zhan laughed in exasperation, "You’re worried she’ll abduct your woman, aren’t you."

Even if he stayed because of Xi Luo, it was entirely to settle accounts with her later.

That woman truly wasn’t a decent person.

She didn’t hesitate to slip him laxatives, almost killing him in the restroom.

Zong Zhan, as a Military Department’s watchdog, couldn’t swallow such grievances.

Shang Yu calmly curled his thin lips, "So, you go."

Zong Zhan instinctively wanted to refuse but on second thought, found it wasn’t a bad idea.

Being out of the country, he’d have fewer restraints, making it easier to punish Xi Luo.

...

Scarlet City, the private room in the nightclub.

Landis’s hands were tied behind him with rope, casting a puzzled look at the slowly approaching Li Qiao.

He appeared to be in his early forties, with a typical British Imperial appearance, and his deep blue eyes showed no sign of abnormality.

As a former Knight Squad member, Landis had excellent psychological quality.

He stared directly at Li Qiao, asking in a British accent, "Who are you?"

Li Qiao sat on the sofa opposite him, opened a webpage, found a photo of Xiao Yehui, and placed her phone on the table.

Landis followed her gaze, his eyelids noticeably twitching; when he raised his head again, his look returned to the earlier bewilderment, "Who is he?"

People with good psychological quality often play along without being obvious.

Yet, Li Qiao saw through his act, lazily smiling, "You should ask, what’s my relationship with Duke Charlman."

Landis feigned incomprehension, pretending to be perplexed, "I don’t understand what you’re saying."

Li Qiao just smiled silently, leaning back in the chair, locking eyes with him.

Minutes passed, and Li Qiao was even more patient than he was.

Landis couldn’t hold it any longer and finally asked, "What’s your relationship with Charlman?"

Li Qiao rested her chin on one hand, seriously pondering, "It’s a life-or-death situation."

Landis nodded calmly, questioning, "Then what do you want from me?"

"I want to hear a story," Li Qiao rubbed her chin, her gaze wandering over him, "like, eleven years ago in Parma, what do you know, and what did you see?"

"Parma..." Landis’s expression shifted slightly, barely maintaining his composure, "I don’t know, I know nothing; you’ve got the wrong person."

Li Qiao appraised Landis playfully, certain answers were on the verge of being revealed.

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