Because of li yaoyang's words, everyone's eyes were on ruan Mengmeng.
Even with her head lowered and her eyes not raised, ruan Mengmeng could clearly feel the cold and sharp gaze that was shot at her from the opposite side.
Li junyu's gaze was frighteningly cold.
Ruan Mengmeng believed that she had probably died many times.
However, no matter how scary it was, she could only bravely raise her head when she thought of her stomach.
"Uncle li, the Xuanji Jun and Junting mentioned is true. We're happy for each other."
Before she could finish her sentence, li junyu, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly stood up.
dad, I don't think it's suitable for second brother to stay in the country. The oil project in the Middle East is currently short of people, so I will send him over to manage it.
The cold voice did not contain any room for negotiation. It was not a discussion, but a notice.
