Upon hearing li yaoyang's words, li junyu's handsome and cold face became even colder than before.
Finally, he raised his eyes and glared at ruan Mengmeng coldly. "You want to hand this problem over to Junting?"
This was the first time he looked ruan Mengmeng in the eye during dinner time.
"Yeah, you're busy anyway. You don't have time." Li yaoyang didn't notice the coldness in his eldest son's eyes at all.
Instead, he turned to ruan Mengmeng and asked,"Mengmeng, what do you think, Yueyue? do you think uncle's arrangement is good?"
Ruan Mengmeng was still in a daze when she heard the name 'li Junting'.
She was surprised that her mind had been occupied by li junyu recently and she had almost forgotten about li Junting.
Her hands subconsciously moved to her lower abdomen. Ruan Mengmeng raised her eyes and met li junyu's cold and threatening gaze.
