Li Qiao: "..."
Is the identity of Marquis Lawrence so prestigious?
She appeared to be lost in thought as she gazed at the stern-faced Shang Yu, pinching his fingers. "You should go, it wouldn't be proper not to show your face on your first appearance. I'll take the opportunity to check on Xia Lao Wu."
The man raised his eyebrows slightly and his arm wrapped around her waist, a playful smile on his lips. "Together."
Li Qiao's eyes flickered and she nodded agreeably. "Oh, sure."
Seeing this, Xi Luo made a sarcastic comment, "Dear Marquis, neither of the councilmen brought their wives over for networking. Is it really proper for you to bring your wife along?"
Li Qiao lowered her head, barely holding back the curve of her lips.
In all the world, only Xi Luo would dare to speak such words.
After a moment, Shang Yu rubbed Li Qiao's head, whispering a reminder, "Don't run off, okay?"
"I know."
