Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 298

298 The tyrant’s brows were so tightly knitted that they could pinch a fly to death

“Ahem, Jun Yu’s darling is not feeling well. Why don’t you send her back first?” Li yaoyang cleared his throat and asked tentatively.

The boss was cold, but he was steady and reliable.

Li yaoyang didn’t feel at ease leaving the little girl who had just been frightened to others.

Upon hearing li yaoyang’s words, ruan Mengmeng’s little body suddenly froze.

Li junyu, on the other hand, raised his cold eyes and swept them over ruan Mengmeng’s flushed little face.

The eldest son’s face was gloomy and uncertain, and there was a biting cold air, as if someone owed him billions of dollars.

Li yaoyang was just trying to ask, but he guessed that his eldest son would most likely refuse to answer.

Unexpectedly, two seconds later, li junyu stood up with a cold expression on his face and strode out with his long legs. hurry up if you want to leave.

He did not look at ruan Mengmeng the entire time. His long legs could take two steps forward, but he seemed to slow down when he walked past her.

Ruan Mengmeng was stunned and did not dare to follow.

She wanted to ask uncle li for a change of candidate.

However, she turned her gaze and met li Junting’s slightly narrowed eyes.

Her pink face instantly turned red. She did not dare to say anything more. She took a few quick steps and immediately followed behind li junyu’s a.s.s.

Li junyu’s legs were long, so he did not stop walking. Ruan Mengmeng was jumping around, as if she was afraid of falling behind.

She bounced around like a little rabbit, chasing after her while complaining that li junyu was too petty. Just because he had cut off all ties with her, he didn’t even know how to slow down and wait for her.

……

As the two of them walked out of the private room, li Junting’s eyes were glued to the tall and short figures.

That’s interesting.

His family’s cold air machine brother, who was unapproachable and could freeze everything within ten miles automatically, would actually lower himself to be a ‘driver’.

Not to mention, when he pa.s.sed by the cute ‘little peach’, he had clearly slowed down his pace.

Li Junting’s Phoenix eyes, which were very similar to li junyu’s, looked up.

The corners of his devilish lips curled up in a strange arc.

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On the way back to li garden, Ling Dong sat in the front pa.s.senger seat and kept wiping his sweat, feeling that the atmosphere in the car was extremely strange.

Ever since they got into the car, the young master and young miss in the back seat had not said a word.

That scene was like a couple in a Cold War.

PEI, PEI, PEI-what was he thinking?

Ling Dong shook his head, but he was still puzzled. The two of them had been on good terms before.

The young master even used Lisheng group to fund the Student Union election of the young lady, and he cared about her more than the other young masters.

Just then, a melodious ringtone came from the back seat.

Ling Dong sneaked a look behind him through the rearview mirror. It turned out that miss’s phone was ringing.

……

At the same time, ruan Mengmeng lowered her head and saw that the caller was Jing Yitian.

She hesitated for a moment before picking up the phone.

h.e.l.lo, brother Jing. the soft voice of a young girl sounded in the car.

In an instant, it broke the frosty atmosphere in the carriage.

Meanwhile, li junyu, who was sitting beside ruan Mengmeng, had his brows furrowed as if he was ‘resting with his eyes closed’.

His black brows instantly furrowed even more tightly than before.

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Small theater

“Forget about the ‘cotton candy’, what’s with the’ little peach’?” ruan Mengmeng asked.

Li Junting (his lips curved into an evil smile): she blushes the moment she sees me. What else can she be if not little nectarine, huh? ”

Ruan Mengmeng,”Yingluo.”

Li junyu (with a cold face, he hid the little kitten behind his back and blocked the second brother’s devilish gaze): second brother, Ling bei said that he missed you in Africa.

[the next chapter will be written before 9 o ‘clock. I’m a little slow~forgive me~don’t worry, the overall tone won’t be too bad.]