Fei Zhihong helplessly rubbed his forehead and began to ramble his explanation.
Actually, he was indeed supposed to go on a business trip to the neighboring province today, but just as he was waiting at the airport, he received a call from Liuyun.
The opposite party dropped a bombshell right away, "Director Fei, your police station has arrested one of our people."
Fei Zhihong nearly died on the spot and hastily drove back to the police station from the airport at top speed.
At this time, after hearing his explanation, Li Qiao slightly bowed her head with a slight upturn of her lips, "Oh, I see..."
The appearance of Liuyun was enough to prove whose handiwork it was.
Fei Zhihong, still frightened, took a sip of the cold tea on the table, "Right, regarding those five people who came in with you, if we charge them with kidnapping..."
Li Qiao pondered for a few seconds, then shook her head at Fei Zhihong, "There was no kidnapping, just a misunderstanding. Let the other four go, but keep Li Shaoquan... locked up for now."
Li Shaoquan, who was waiting in the detention room for Qiao’s father to return, "..."
Fei Zhihong nodded in understanding, just about to speak when he saw Li Qiao getting up to leave.
"Where are you going? Would you like to have dinner with godfather tonight to calm down?"
Li Qiao opened the door, glanced back with a smile, "No, I still have things to do."
After she left, Fei Zhihong belatedly remembered he had forgotten to ask Qiaoqiao why she knew President Yun from Yan Emperor.
Outside the police station, Liuyun was waiting next to a Charm Shadow Car, and upon seeing Li Qiao coming out, immediately opened the back seat door, "Miss Li, the boss is waiting for you, please get in the car."
Nineveh Private Club was located in a villa area not far from South Sea Police Station.
The area inside the villa complex had pleasant scenery, tranquil and elegant, like a paradise in the midst of the bustling city.
Passing over the narrow bridge over Inner River, the car stopped in front of a large artificial lawn. Liuyun got out and said, "Miss Li, the boss is up ahead."
Li Qiao turned her head to look and saw a man in black shirt and pants, legs crossed sitting under a sun umbrella, with a specially made wine jar and fruit plate on the table, radiating an air of leisurely enjoyment of the scenery.
She nodded to Liuyun and stepped onto the lawn.
The time had just passed three o’clock, and the sky was filled with drifting clouds and mist.
Li Qiao arrived under the sun umbrella and as she sat down, she tilted her head to look at Shang Yu with a delicate smile in her eyes, "Master Yan, sorry to have kept you waiting."
At that moment, the man’s well-defined fingers picked up the wine jar, took a sip, and his thin lips lifted slightly, "It hasn’t been long, why don’t you ask why I didn’t go?"
Li Qiao’s gaze lingered on Shang Yu’s fingers, and she couldn’t help but reminisce about the dry touch of his palm. She licked the corner of her mouth, with a glint in her eyes, "Such a small matter isn’t worth your personal attention."
A smile flickered in Shang Yu’s deep eyes, his handsome features softening slightly, "Is Fei Zhihong your godfather?"
"Ah, right." Li Qiao casually picked up a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate, speaking lightly, "I was kidnapped at the age of seven, and he was the one who led the team that rescued me. My dad thought he was my second parent, so we acknowledged the connection."
Li Qiao spoke lightly, but Shang Yu’s gaze turned dark and sharp, "The kidnapper?"
"Shot dead on the spot." Li Qiao smiled faintly and breezily.
Upon hearing this, a fierce killing intent suddenly surged in Shang Yu’s eyes.
A seven-year-old girl, experiencing a kidnap, the kidnapper shot dead on the spot – is that the Li family’s idea of protection?
Looking at Li Qiao now, she still appeared unperturbed as if unconcerned.
Was she truly fearless, or had her psyche grown so strong that she could easily talk about her childhood nightmares?
Raising his glass for a sip, Shang Yu’s gaze burrowed into Li Qiao with profound depth, perhaps both were true, which was why she was special enough.
Soon after, the sound of an engine came from behind them.
Li Qiao turned her head only to see Qiu Huan slamming the car door shut and hurrying over, opening with, "Master Yan, may I have a chance to explain myself, if that’s okay?"
By his tone, it seemed he had something to discuss with Shang Yu.
Li Qiao glanced at the sweating Qiu Huan, then looked at Shang Yu, "Do you need me to step away?"
The man shook the wine jar with a stern expression, his voice low and cool, "No need, let’s hear what he has to say about how the deputy director targeted you at the police station."
Qiu Huan’s legs went weak in an instant, and he felt like kneeling!
Zhang Leshan, you self-righteous idiot!