Of course I can go, this was Li Qiao's response to Yin Mo.
Ending the call, Li Qiao gazed over the street, lost in thought.
A moment later, warmth approached from behind, Shang Yu propped one hand on the floor-to-ceiling window, wrapping an arm around her, "Yin Mo?"
"Mm." Li Qiao leaned back naturally, resting her head on his shoulder, speaking with a smile, "Li San also invited Yin Mo to the gathering tonight."
The man lowered his head beside her ear, his palm on her abdomen, "Any issues?"
Li Qiao tilted her head to meet his gaze, a subtle smile playing at her lips, "Do you think… how did he know Yin Lao Er was in the South Sea?"
"Jin Rong."
Upon hearing his answer, Li Qiao raised an eyebrow and looked at him, "You knew?"
Shang Yu led her to the sofa, picked up the Sour Plum Box, and fed her a slice, "He called Jin Rong last night."
"Oh..." Li Qiao pouted, "I thought it was He Chen."
