Xi Luo wanted to make a quick escape, but the conditions didn’t allow it.
Before long, Li Qiao and Xi Luo went to the meeting room next door. The two of them looked at each other, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward for a moment.
Xi Luo shrugged her shoulders and took the lead to break the silence, "It was wrong for me to leak the information, but I did it with good intentions."
"Care to elaborate?" Li Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone carrying a hint of teasing.
Xi Luo was articulate but definitely not someone who’s sly or tricky.
She slightly furrowed her brows and tapped her fingers on the table corner, "Kiddo, although you’re quite capable, there are still internal and external problems. If something happens to you while you’re on a business trip with me, how am I supposed to explain it to Master Yan?"
Li Qiao was just about to speak when Xi Luo raised her hand to interrupt her, "I know your status in Myanmar is not low. But Charlman’s status in the British Imperial was also above ten thousand people, yet didn’t you still make a mess of things?
Who can guarantee that they won’t be plotted against? You know the saying, even the best plans can fail. By notifying Master Yan, I’m merely giving him a heads-up. Wouldn’t you say I had good intentions?"
Li Qiao leaned against the sofa armrest and echoed with a serious demeanor, "Indeed, your intentions were good."
"Absolutely necessary..."
Li Qiao smiled, "Afraid something might happen to me and drag you into trouble, right?"
Xi Luo tucked her hair and pouted, "If that’s how you want to see it, you’re not entirely wrong. I’m not overly confident I can protect you. Bai Yan told me you have numerous enemies near the Myanmar Border. If something really happened, given how much Master Yan values you, I have no doubt he would take his anger out on the entire Xi Family."
Xi Luo is older than Li Qiao; even if she’s shrewd, she knows right from wrong.
The other reason she tattled was to put Li Qiao’s safety in Shang Shaoyan’s hands.
This youngster merely looks more mature and sensible than her peers, but her composure is restricted to her untested boundaries.
Li Qiao shook her head with a resigned smile, "It’s not that serious."
"Whether it is or not, I must be prepared for any eventuality."
Li Qiao looked directly into Xi Luo’s eyes, quite appreciating her candid attitude.
Within ten minutes, Xi Luo left the Yan Emperor headquarters in a hurry, carrying her bag.
As for the matter between her and Zong Zhan, Li Qiao didn’t ask much.
They’re both people who know their limits; things won’t go too far—just some trivial squabbles that don’t hurt anything in the end.
If Zong Zhan really wanted to punish Xi Luo, why bother going to the South Sea personally to disrupt her peace? A single charge sheet would be enough for Xi Luo to handle.
At lunchtime, Luoyu delivered a takeout box from Crystal Garden to the office.
Shang Yu looked at Li Qiao with a gentle expression, "When did you order the meal?"
Li Qiao was texting, multitasking as she replied, "On the way."
After sending the message, Li Qiao put down her phone and nodded toward the food box on the table, "Come eat lunch."
Shang Yu walked to the lounge area, looking down at the food, "Craving some soup?"
"You drink it, not me." Li Qiao pushed the aromatic oxtail soup towards him, "Have some more."
A full bowl of Polygonatum goji oxtail soup, vibrant and appetizing.
Li Qiao eyed him, pondering for a few seconds before speaking seemingly unintentionally, "Your medical check-up showed low white blood cell count, so it’s a good time to drink some oxtail soup to boost them."
The man lowered his eyelids, readily agreeing, "Okay."
Li Qiao turned her face away; where Shang Yu couldn’t see, irritation flared in her eyes once more.
Even if he’s not well-versed in medicine, he couldn’t possibly be unaware of Clonazepam’s side effects.
Liqiao pressed her lips together, suppressing her emotions that were fermenting, and said in a low voice, "I’m planning to go to Scarlet City the day after tomorrow."