Outright Favoritism - Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Do You Know Shang Shaoyan?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

It was obvious that Li Qiao didn’t want to talk about Shang Lu calling off the engagement.

The marriage had been arranged under dubious circumstances. Breaking it off was exactly what Li Qiao wanted.

Li Cheng lounged in the swivel chair with his legs crossed. Dashing yet relaxed, his devil-may-care attitude was identical to Li Qiao’s.

He raised his angular chin slightly, an indulgent smile on his face. “You don’t want to tell me?” he asked.

Li Qiao looked at him and tossed the gun back into his arms. She leaned backward and sat on the edge of the bed, propping herself up with her hands. She replied dismissively, “No, I don’t.”

Perhaps Li Qiao would only reveal her true emotions in front of her third brother Li Cheng.

Li Cheng’s dark eyes, which were gleaming with malice, narrowed, and he said, “Then we don’t have to talk about it. I’ll get your revenge and let him see how it feels.”

Sitting on the bed, Li Qiao restlessly kicked her feet. She stared at the black trench coat on the back of the chair and turned her thoughts to another man in black.

Jittery and agitated, she slowly asked her brother, “Are you tired from racing back from the border?”

“I’m not. What do you want to do?” Li Cheng always doted on Li Qiao and catered to her every whim.

Hearing that, Li Qiao’s distant and inscrutable eyes suddenly flashed with excitement. “Same old routine?”

“No problem. Let’s go!”

While speaking, Li Cheng stood up and rubbed Li Qiao’s head with his broad and thick hand. The brother and sister headed to the parking lot.

Two Ferrari sports cars drove out of the gate of the Li Family about five minutes later.

The smooth lines of the cars streaked through the evening haze, and the booming sound of the engines could almost drown out all the troubles in the world.

…

Bolan Shooting Range at 7 p.m.

Li Qiao stood in the shooting booth wearing eye protection goggles and earplugs. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, and her black shooting suit complimented her fair complexion. She looked stunning and spunky, like a plum blossom in the winter.

It seemed that Li Qiao would only regain her carefree attitude at the shooting range.

She lowered her head to look at the civilian handgun on the table and picked it up to weigh it in her hand. Its contour and weight weren’t even comparable to that of the guns produced by her third brother’s company.

Li Qiao picked up the magazine and skillfully assembled them. Then, she held up her arms and fired three shots at the round target in front of her.

Two hit the ten-point ring, and one hit the eight-point one.

Li Qiao squinted her eyes, dissatisfied with her score.

She twisted her wrist and fired several other shots at the center of the target.

The bullets flew out of the gun with heavy recoil. The deafening noise reverberated around the private shooting range nonstop.

Li Qiao fired a hundred bullets in less than an hour. Feeling the numbness in her hand, she put down the handgun, pushed on the table with one hand, and rubbed her forehead with the other one. Her voice was croaky. “I’m done…”

Li Cheng had been sitting on the chair behind her the whole time. His long legs were stretched out, and his crossed ankles shook slightly from time to time.

He glanced at the score recorder and cracked a faint smile while licking his teeth. “You hit the eight-point ring twenty-three times,” he said. “You would be long dead if you were at the border.”

Li Cheng knew his younger sister perfectly well. Such a score only revealed that her mind was occupied tonight.

At this point, Li Qiao rubbed her forearms and turned around to look at Li Cheng with her bloodshot eyes. “Third brother, do you know Shang Shaoyan?” she asked.

She threw out her question straightforwardly. Her wide eyes were dim, as if they were veiled by a layer of fog.

“Shang Shaoyan?” Li Cheng tucked his feet under the chair and leaned forward to place his elbows on his knees. “The one who owns the Emperor Yan Corporation?”

Li Qiao walked over to him, picked up the energy drink on the table, and took a gulp. Eyebrows arched, she answered, “Yes. Do you know him?”