"Wait a moment, I'll make a call first."
Ruan Mengmeng walked away, took out her phone, and called li junyu.
The phone rang twice before it was connected.
"Hello," he said.
Her three-year-old Li's distant and cold voice came from the other end of the phone.
Hearing his indifferent and magnetic voice, ruan Mengmeng patted her chest and felt a little more at ease.
That's right, this was still his Lord tyrant. His soul had not been taken over.
Ruan Mengmeng pursed her lips and said carefully, " "It's me, Yingying. Did you send Ling bei? Why did you send him here? I can settle my family's matters myself."
They were the top group of lawyers in s country.
She was just an ordinary high school girl. What could she use to invite him?
Now, she did not even have li Junting as a shield anymore. Ruan Mengmeng did not want the ruan family to find out about Chen Qingzhi's existence for the time being.
