The Favored Heiress-Chapter 52 - Departure for Lin City

Chapter 52: Chapter 52: Departure for Lin City

Chapter 52 -52: Departure for Lin City

Li Qiao ate distractedly during the meal.

Even though the food at Crystal Garden was delicious, she still felt that something was missing.

Twenty minutes later, she set down her chopsticks with a cold expression, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, caught a glimpse of the cellphone by the table from the corner of her eye, picked it up, stood up, and said, “I’m going to take a walk.”

“Hmm?” Tang Yiting was chewing on a meatball, her mouth corners still adorned with two strands of crystal noodles.

She hastily chewed a couple more times and watched the retreating figure at the doorway, muttering to herself, “Why do I feel like she’s about to abandon me again?”

Tang Yiting was quite accustomed to this routine abandonment.

Wen Shi put down his bowl and chopsticks as well and glanced at the private room’s door, seemingly off-handedly murmuring, “Is she and Shang Shaoyan close?”

Tang Yiting slurped a mouthful of vermicelli and vaguely shook her head, “I don’t know!”

Wen Shi slowly wiped his fingers with a hot towel, the corners of his lips curving up gently, “I just saw the bill; the expenditure was charged to Yan Emperor Group’s account.

I thought she was quite close to Shang Shaoyan.”

Tang Yiting uttered an “oh,” and casually began picking up food, her peripheral vision quickly flitting toward Wen Shi, “I didn’t notice, you’re quite observant.”

As the words fell, Tang Yiting continued stuffing her face, looking exactly like a foodie who can’t speak while facing delicacies.

Tang Yiting, a member of the Tang family who had grown up amidst the calculating and deceitful family politics, could not fail to detect Wen Shi’s subtle probing.

…

On the other side, Li Qiao walked out of Yiwan Residence, reached an antique sundial next to the courtyard along the corridor adorned with carved beams and painted rafters.

She fixated on the sundial, where the gnomon’s shadow on the time plate had already moved past midday.

At this time, Shang Yu was probably still on his way to Lin City.

If he hadn’t stopped at the medical university, maybe he wouldn’t have delayed his trip.

After all, he had changed his route spontaneously for her.

Li Qiao checked her phone emotionlessly.

This summit was the most important economic summit forum meeting in the past six months.

Without wasting any time, she easily found relevant news reports on the internet.

At one o’clock this afternoon, the summit forum’s opening ceremony was to be held at Yancheng City Lin City’s National Conference Center, and three parallel thematic meetings were to be convened simultaneously.

That meant…

he really had no time for a meal.

Traveling from South Sea to Lin City would take at least two hours at the fastest.

Li Qiao lifted her head, her gaze settling on the sundial once more, a certain idea taking shape in her mind.

She heard that the horticulture expo had started recently in Yancheng City; she suddenly wanted to check it out.

A few minutes later, in the parking lot of Crystal Garden, a domineering Mercedes-Benz G-Class drove out of the gate.

En route, she called Tang Yiting to notify her, then pressed the accelerator and sped towards the G3 expressway.

…

Evening, Yancheng City Lin City.

With the summit forum being held in Yancheng City for the first time, promotional boards for the event could be seen on all the main roads of the city.

As dusk approached, lights began illuminating the city, and a line of cars slowly emerged from the underground parking lot of the National Conference Center.

Liuyun sat in the passenger seat, flipping through the summit schedule, “Boss, there’s a cultural evening gala at the State Guesthouse up next.”

The man rested his forearm on his forehead, his eyes closed, his expression revealing a touch of weariness, “Cancel it.”

Liuyun glanced back at him and nodded agreeably, “Alright, I’ll have the hotel prepare dinner.”

Just then, a buzzing sound filled the quiet car.

Liuyun took out two phones from his pocket, checked the screens, and then handed Shang Yu’s phone to him from the backseat, “Boss, you’ve got a WeChat message.”