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MTL - Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife-Chapter 18 Four Masters of Li Family
"Meng Meng, you can get together with Jun Yu ... Uncle is also afraid that this kid Jun Jun always has a face and will scare you. Just now I heard that you are busy upstairs, Uncle is finally relieved."
Ruan Mengmeng sat at the table, pretending that Li Junyu, who was sitting opposite him, could not be seen.
Who knows, just when he picked up the cup, he almost took a sip of water after Li Yaoyang's words.
Does she fit in with the ice man with the appearance and sinister heart?
Did Uncle Li have misunderstood something, don't you see that they are not only incapable of joining together, but also have a very bad relationship?
Unfortunately, all words can only be hidden in the belly.
Li Yaoyang treats her too well, and she is embarrassed to live in someone else's house, and she also chooses other people's arrangements.
Li Yaoyang and Ruan Mianmian said a few words, then frowned and asked the housekeeper, "How about Junting, Junche and Junxi? The three of them haven't come down yet?"
Hearing the word 'Junting', Ruan Mengmeng immediately raised her ears.
She was a little nervous, she was very nervous, she didn't know if Li Er rarely saw her, would she remember what happened last night.
Li Junyu, who was sitting opposite her, glanced from the girl's suddenly stretched straight figure, her dark eyes were darker than before.
"I've sent someone to invite you, it should be coming soon." Uncle Butler frequently wipes his sweat, and every time he wants to gather four young masters to accompany the master to dinner, it's almost impossible.
In addition to the young master who has always been strict in self-denial, the other three masters are really more difficult than one.
Li Yaoyang's dark eyebrows were frowned, and his dark eyes had a faint anger.
But looking over Ruan Mengmeng, who was still sitting at the dining table, he was about to press the flames that were about to burst out.
He sighed in his heart and could only find another chance to clean up those stinks.
He turned his head and explained to Ruan Mengmeng with a smile: "Junting, Jun Che and Jun Xi are my other three sons. The three of them, the oldest are only twenty, the youngest are eight years old. Like to oppose me. "
Under Li Yaoyang's introduction, Ruan Mengmeng finally figured out the situation of the four masters of the Li family.
The eldest son, Li Junyu, is just as talented as her sister.
Jumping from a young age, he has been the CEO of Lisheng Group at a young age.
His second son, Li Junting, is in his 20s this year and is currently studying abroad. His usual criticism is somewhat arbitrary.
Ruan Mengmeng's dead party, Mu Jingxing, knew Li Ershao at the bar. Otherwise, it would not be possible to get Li Ershao's schedule depending on the status of the Mu family.
The other three sons, Li Junche, are exactly sixteen years old this year, while the younger son, Li Junxi, is only eight years old.
"Jun Yu, Jun Ting, Jun Che are the children of my dead wife. Only Xiao Xi, I and your mother ..."
Li Yaoyang was worried that Ruan Mengmeng was uncomfortable, and she had been watching the expression on her face while talking.
"Your mother's depression worsened because of losing you. Later, she became pregnant with Xiaoxi, and her condition gradually improved. She loved Xiaoxi from an early age, so that the child's temper is not so good now."
Xiaoxi is, logically speaking, Ruan Mengmeng's brother.
But thinking of the young boy's temper, Li Yaoyang could not help frowning.
At Li's house, no one is afraid of this bear child except Li Junyu.
If the two sisters meet, they get along well. But if you don't get along well, what makes you unhappy, you don't know how to explain to Qing.
Li Yaoyang was about to tell his eldest son a few words, so that he was optimistic about Xiaoxi.
There was a sound of footsteps just outside the restaurant door.
Immediately, two figures appeared at the entrance of the restaurant.
A thin, beautiful boy, holding another bear child with an unwilling face on his face, came in.