The man looked at her with a mix of surprise and wonder, his Adam's apple bobbing as he pressed his handsome face down and planted a kiss on her forehead. "I won't investigate anything you don't want to talk about," he said.
Upon hearing this, Li Qiao couldn't help but chuckle silently.
She had thought of many possibilities and had almost believed that Myanmar's security system was so tight even Shang Yu couldn't penetrate it.
But that wasn't the case.
Li Qiao took his hand and squeezed his fingers, sighing softly, "It's not that I don't want to say, I thought you knew.
The affairs of Myanmar, even if they can't be told to others, you are different.
Coming to the British Imperial with the Tan Sri title was for the convenience of visa-free entry, not to intentionally hide it from you."
Having said this, she looked straight at Shang Yu with direct and open eyes.
The man's gaze lowered to their intertwined fingers, his facial features growing softer.
