Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 1561: Ruan Mengmeng l s face was full of frost

Chapter 1561: Ruan Mengmeng l s face was full of frost

Translator: 549690339

Li junyu’s cold features were originally covered with a layer of frost, just like a mask made of ice and snow. He was cold, serious, and emotionless.

When he questioned Chen Qing, there was no trace of emotion.

He suppressed the disgust and hatred in his heart and judged the woman in front of him indifferently.

However, when that soft yet firm voice came from the gla.s.s window behind the balcony, li junyu’s entire body froze on the spot, and all the muscles in his body tensed up.

The face that was filled with disgust and indifference froze.

“Mengmeng!” Chen Qingzhi sucked in a breath of air and covered her mouth in disbelief.

She had been too engrossed in her argument with li junyu earlier that she did not notice when ruan Mengmeng had arrived.

How much did Mengmeng hear and how much did she know?

“Mengmeng, you’ve misunderstood. It’s not like that. “Junyu and I were just having a casual chat,” Chen Qing subconsciously walked towards ruan Mengmeng, trying to explain.

She did not like to ruin Mengmeng and Li junyu’s relations.h.i.+p because of her.

Yes, she was doubting li junyu’s determination towards Mengmeng, and doubting whether he could remain loyal under the Li family’s pressure.

However, she only hoped that she could tell li junyu about this behind his back.

Chen Qingzhi had never wanted ruan Mengmeng to know about this.

Her Mengmeng was already too tired. She had once been so strong and shouldered everything. As a mother, she had failed.

She was willing to do anything for Mengmeng.

“Chat? Mom, since when did the death of junyu’s mother become a topic of discussion?” Ruan Mengmeng pushed open the gla.s.s door of the balcony and entered. Her little face, which had become even more beautiful since she was pregnant, was filled with coldness.

that’s not what I meant, ran ran. for some reason, Chen Qingzhi was actually a little afraid of ruan Mengmeng.

Ruan Mengmeng merely glanced at Chen Qingzhi and walked straight to the tall man.

She stood in front of li junyu, raised her almond-shaped eyes, and looked up at him.

“What about you, li junyu? don’t you have anything to explain to me? If I’m not wrong, this must be the reason you broke up with me back then, Yingluo. You think my mother killed your mother, so let go of my hand.”

When ruan Mengmeng spoke, her brows were stiff and her eyes were cold.

At the corner of his eyes, there were glistening tears.

Li junyu lowered his gaze to look at ruan Mengmeng in this state, and his dark brows could not help but furrow.

He didn’t want Mengmeng to know all of this. He wanted her to live a carefree life, so he didn’t want her to face this pain personally.

“Say something, li junyu.” She called him, her tone more determined and less gentle.

The man wanted to say something but stopped. For the first time, he experienced what it was like to be unable to speak.

All of this was not part of his plan, and he did not expect her to hear it.

you … ruan Mengmeng suddenly bit her lower lip. She bit down with a lot of force, as if she was enduring something.

It was not until she tasted the blood in her mouth that she suddenly realized that she had bitten her lower lip.

Mengmeng, let go of me! the man’s well-defined, slender fingers immediately pinched the woman’s chin. When li junyu realized that the bottom of her lips had turned red, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes. The woman he cherished must not be hurt.

“Good girl, let go.”

As li junyu spoke, his calloused fingertips entered her small lips, ready to pry open her tightly shut teeth.

At that moment, li junyu’s slightly rough fingers swept across the wound on her lower lip, and she felt a numbing pain.

Ruan Mengmeng’s originally tough and cold almond-shaped eyes suddenly burst into tears.

“I won’t let go, I won’t let go, I won’t let go, li junyu, you idiot!”

The woman opened her mouth and bit the front joint of the man’s index finger. She cried as she pounced on him, her small hands. .h.i.tting his hard chest.

idiot, why didn’t you say so earlier? why didn’t you say so earlier? Yingluo, you idiot! Why did you have to hold Yingluo up by yourself? ‘

[continue writing, there will be more later-]