The Favored Heiress

Shang Lu: "???"

After Li Qiao left, Shang Lu finally reined in his rascal air and sat quietly across from the man, silent as a chicken.

The atmosphere stagnated for a moment before Shang Yu stood up from beside the stone table, propping himself up with his hands on his knees, looking down at Shang Lu, he admonished in a deep voice, "You handle the annulment yourself. Even if you have unspeakable difficulties, you still owe them a reasonable explanation."

Shang Lu straightened his back and nodded languidly, "Understood..."

Hearing this, Shang Yu moved his long legs, intending to leave the garden. But as he just stepped down one of the steps, he paused, turned his head to glance at Shang Lu, and asked in a clear voice, "Did you touch her?"

Shang Lu hurriedly shook his head, "Touch what? I felt sick all over just getting a bit too close to her, let alone touching!"

His condition of not being able to touch women had been present since childhood, and as he grew up, it had become increasingly severe. He would vomit whenever he touched a woman. What could he do?

Hearing this answer, a subtle flicker flashed through Shang Yu's slightly narrowed eyes, and his thin, carmine lips pressed lightly together, seemingly satisfied and understanding.

"Big brother, are you coming with me to the Li family to break off the engagement?"

At this moment, Shang Lu looked at his big brother's retreating figure and called out with his neck craned.

All he got in response was Shang Yu's cold retort, "Handle it yourself."

...

An hour later, at the South Sea Li Family.

Located in the upscale villa district on Huanan Road, both the interior and exterior decor of the villa were exquisitely unique. It was surrounded by lush gardens, quiet and serene like a retreat from the world.

Despite the beautiful scenery, there was a suffocating and oppressive air swirling in the Li Family's living room at the moment.

Li Guangming, the wealthiest man in the South Sea, sat in a single-seater sofa, his chest heaving, his temples touched by white, yet he still looked debonair with a pair of shrewd eyes that held the steadiness of years passed. Even in his anger, he did not appear greasy.

"That Shang bastard, he's gone too far!"

Li Guangming gritted his teeth in fury, his gaze settling on a celadon porcelain cup. His fingers twitched, tempted to smash it to express his anger.

Seemingly aware of his intent, Li Qiao was lounging on a sofa opposite him, her legs crossed. She reminded him in a drawling tone, "Dad, it's Shang Lu who called off the engagement, not the teacup I bought."

She had spent three million on that celadon porcelain cup at a charity auction. It would be a pity to smash it.

The fire in Li Guangming's eyes dimmed a bit as he looked at Li Qiao across from him, tousling her hair affectionately, "Qiaoqiao, today's ordeal is your second brother's fault. You've been wronged!"

Li Yan, standing in punishment by the window: "???"

"Dad, how is this my fault?" Li Yan was somewhat displeased, yet didn't dare to be too presumptuous.

After all, it was their Precious Sister who had been wronged, and he indeed bore some responsibility.

God knows when he heard Qiaoqiao's retelling in the hotel's private showroom, he almost wanted to borrow a gun from third brother to take Shang Lu down!

What a piece of crap, daring to spout such nonsense to his treasured baby sister!

At that moment, Li Guangming looked disdainfully at Li Yan, his eyes filled with scorn, "How can it not be your fault? I asked you to accompany Qiaoqiao to meet Shang Lu, not to abandon her to her fate.

Tell me, how are you acting as a brother? If it had been the eldest or third brother in your place today, they would never have left Qiaoqiao's side!"

Li Yan, deflated, blinked his eyes and fell silent!

Li Qiao, seeing her second brother getting scolded, let out a light sigh, attempting to intercede for him, "Dad, second brother is not to blame, it was my own choice to..."

"Qiaoqiao, don't speak up for him. I know what he's like. When he sees a famous painting he loses his sense and causes more harm than good!

Don't worry, I won't let you suffer for nothing. I'll have your eldest and third brothers and your mother come back right away. As for Shang Lu, our Li Family isn't done with him!"

Li Yan, the Art Tycoon, known for causing more harm than good: "..."

Thus, after a phone call from Patriarch Li Guangming, Li Jun, the eldest brother, dropped his international conference and rushed back overnight from abroad, Li Cheng, the third brother, abandoned orders from a collaborator to return from the border, and Matriarch Li, Duan Shuyuan, left the Paris fashion show mid-viewing.

Their Li Family's precious gem had been wronged, and that was unacceptable!