Ruan Mengmeng finally understood.
No wonder she had mistaken this man before her for Li Junting, the man she had slept with last night.
After all, Li Junyu was Li Junting's older brother.
They were brothers with similar voices and features. It was normal for her to mistake them for each other.
This man was not Li Junting, so that meant she had not been exposed for sleeping with Li Junting in the hotel last night yet.
That thought made Ruan Mengmeng heave a secret sigh of relief.
Once she let go of her anxiety, she turned back to her usual self, a fearless rich heiress.
Pulling the hem of her gown up, she casually took a seat opposite Li Junyu.
The legendary Tyrant was undoubtedly terrifying.
However, Ruan Mengmeng did not need his pity, and she did not owe him anything either. That was why, although his aura was scarily cold, Ruan Mengmeng was still brash enough to disregard that completely.
