Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 698

698 The two people’s names signed together were like a marriage certificate

Cao Weiping had been through a lot, but he always put on the air of a master in front of others, and his temper was particularly unreasonable.

However, in front of the young master of the Li family, Cao Weiping could only wipe his sweat and shake his legs. He did not even have the courage to lift his head and look at li junyu.

“Pa-” li junyu walked to old Cao’s side and slapped the attendance sheet on his desk.

Cao Weiping’s heart skipped a beat.

The ‘old students’ who pretended to chat and chat with Cao Weiping were all paying close attention to the situation.

Li junyu, on the other hand, used his long, clean, and well-defined left index finger to lightly tap on a blank spot on the attendance sheet.

The extremely cold voice of ” signature ran ran ” made Cao Weiping’s heart turn cold.

Old Cao lowered his head and his eyes widened.

He suddenly looked up and said in surprise,”I, I’m here for Mengmeng’s meeting, Yingluo. This is third young master’s name, Yingluo.”

Cao Weiping had also tutored li junche in mathematics in the past, but he only taught for three days before he realized that there was nothing he could teach.

He looked at the notebook and saw that the name ‘Yue junche’ and ‘li junche’ were only one word apart.

He immediately understood li junyu’s intentions.

The man’s brows were slightly cold, and a touch of coldness flashed past his long and narrow eyes.

Li junyu did not answer her directly.

Instead, he bent down and lowered his voice, speaking coldly in a volume that only the two of them could hear, ” “If Mengmeng wants you to have a meeting, then you have to attend the meeting seriously. She told you to remember the information clearly, so you should remember it clearly. Elder Cao, you’re old, I don’t want to scare you with too harsh words. You just have to remember that you’re the one I hired and junche was your student before. It’s the same to hold a meeting for him. Sign it, make a note, and hand it to me after the meeting-”

Li junyu straightened his body after he finished speaking. He walked around old Cao and sat down by the window.

That was Yue junche’s seat-he had given old Cao some face today and did not lift him up on the spot.

It was winter, but sweat was dripping from Cao Weiping’s forehead.

He repeated li junyu’s words over and over again. He remembered that his little disciple would occasionally complain to him about ‘Africa, the North Pole, outer s.p.a.ce’.

The more she thought about it, the more her legs trembled.

Even when he wanted to get a pen, he had to hold it for a long time before he could catch it.

Beside him was a cold and arrogant man. At this point, Cao Weiping did not Dare to Care about his little disciple’s ‘claypot fist’.

In any case, there was room for discussion with his little disciple, but there was no room for discussion with first young master Li. What else was there for him to not choose?

With shaking hands, he quickly signed the name ‘Cao Weiping’ behind Yue junche’s.

The man beside her let out a satisfied ‘hmm’. He took the attendance book with his long hands and wrote’ Yue junyu ‘right after the three words’ ruan Mengmeng’.

Their names were next to each other, just like their marriage certificate.

The man’s deep and cold eyes finally had warmth at this moment. A hint of joy flashed across his eyes.

*

The parent-teacher meeting lasted for more than two hours before it ended.

The two people who suffered the most at the meeting were Qin Fang and Cao Weiping.

The old man was suffering, and the reason was simple. Who asked a man with a strong sense of existence, like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg, to sit next to him?

Even if li junyu did not say a word and only frowned.

Only when Gao Hanqiu mentioned the name ‘ruan Mengmeng’ and praised her would her expression improve.

At other times, even when he heard his younger brother’s name, he would still have a cold and indifferent expression.

It was as if the person that old Gao was praising was not his third brother at all.

[childish li junyu, next chapter, before 22:10 ~]