Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife! Chapter 1523: Chapter 1588-falling out

Chapter 1523: Chapter 1588-falling out

Translator: 549690339

After throwing a tantrum, ruan Mengmeng picked up her bag from the sofa and the doc.u.ment folder on the ground without saying a word and walked out.

When she reached the door, the fierce Peac.o.c.k was still blocking her way, not moving forward or backward.

“Sister-in-law, Yingluo.”

“Don’t call me sister-in-law!” Ruan Mengmeng glared at him, her almond-shaped eyes bright. She was obviously fierce, but there was a tinge of red in her eyes.

Li Junting turned around guiltily to look at the man who was standing on the other side. His expression was cold and frosty, and he looked extremely stern.

Suddenly, he didn’t dare to speak.

Ruan Mengmeng continued to say fiercely, “also, my daughter is sleeping in the room inside. Her name is Mianmian. When she wakes up, send her home. This is my home address and my grandmother’s phone number. Please send Mianmian home safely.”

“What!” Peac.o.c.k gasped and turned to look at the other side of the iceberg.

Li Junting’s handsome face almost fell apart. “Since when did you two have a daughter?”

Oh my G.o.d, he was already an uncle, but he didn’t know.

“I’ll correct you.” Ruan Mengmeng took out her phone from her bag and entered her grandmother’s address and phone number into WeChat.

Mianmian is my daughter. She’s just my daughter. She has nothing to do with some people.

He sent the message on WeChat, and Li Junting’s phone rang.

After everything was arranged, ruan Mengmeng pushed him away and walked out.

hey, wait, wait, wait. fierce Peac.o.c.k felt a gaze coming from behind him. It was as if the gaze could stare a big hole in his back.

He did not want to die an ugly death, so he quickly found an excuse to stop ruan Mengmeng. “I don’t know your daughter well. What if she wakes up and cries for her mother? Besides, this is your business, it’s not good to throw it to me.

The most important thing was that he had thrown it to him while his big brother was still around.

This was clearly a hint for his big brother to quickly kill him.

Although li Junting did not know how the girl named Mianmian had become little nectarine’s daughter, he was still a smart person. He could still vividly remember ruan Mengmeng’s reaction when she had mistakenly thought that he was pregnant more than a year ago.

In the past year, they had been seeing each other, and her stomach had never gotten bigger.

It was impossible for her to have a daughter of her own at this age. There was clearly something fishy going on.

Ruan Mengmeng raised her hand and swept away the fierce peac.o.c.k’s hand.

“Who said it has nothing to do with you? didn’t someone say that you’re the executive President of Peac.o.c.k pictures, which means you’re my boss? Since that’s the case, what’s wrong with you helping your artiste handle some personal matters?

As for Mianmian, it doesn’t matter if she’s not familiar with you. Uncle Bao is here anyway. Return him the way he got him here.”

With that, ruan Mengmeng did not linger any longer. She pushed li Junting away and walked straight to the elevator.

This time, she was angry and aggrieved, so she didn’t want to talk to someone for the time being.

Hmph! Hmph! Hmph! fierce Peac.o.c.k was pushed away. He immediately felt the gaze behind him become even colder and more terrifying.

Fine, fine, fine. He knew that he was useless. He didn’t stop her.

But,

The fierce Peac.o.c.k turned around and looked at the cold-looking man behind him with a curious expression.

He couldn’t help but ask, “brother, do you know who uncle Bao is?”

Ruan Mengmeng came down from the top floor in anger and grievance. She went straight to the shimeng Group office on the 40th floor.

In this new building, li Junting’s Peac.o.c.k pictures was on the thirty-eighth floor, while her shimeng group was on the fortieth floor.

In the president’s office of shimeng group, ruan Mengmeng had just sat down and had a few sips of water. Before she could calm down her complicated and excited feelings, someone knocked on the door.

[continue writing, there will be more later-]