Hi, My Adorable Sweet Wife

Because of Li Junche's words, Ruan Mengmeng was both tangled and contradictory.

Knowing why Li Junyu was angry, she could understand that it was his restricted area and no one could mention it.

But she was not from Li's family before, and she didn't know such a thing.

It can be said that the questioning was completely inadvertent.

But the stingy man got so angry.

Shouldn't Ruan Mengmeng lose face?

After thinking about it, Ruan Mengmeng was still not ready to bow his head.

"Tyrant, stingy ... don't care about you anymore ..." muttered in a low voice, Ruan Mengmeng walked into the teaching building.

As soon as she entered the hall, she saw Secun Yun and Xia Wenxuan waiting anxiously by the door.

"Meng Meng, you finally came ... something happened!" Si Kouyun ran up, holding Ruan Mengmeng's hand, excited.

Xia Wenxuan who followed her was also very unsightly, showing a little anxiety.

"What happened, what happened?"

Li Junche, who came in behind Ruan Mengmeng, stopped slightly, a little doubt appeared in his eyes.

What happened when I came to school early in the morning?

As a result, Si Kouyun heard the following second: "It's a student union election. Didn't we fill out the form and submit it? The review team called to verify the sponsor and consultant candidates, and the results ... the results ..."

"What happened?" Ruan Mengmeng's heart numb slightly, as if he was stung by something.

Although Si Kouyun hadn't finished her words, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"As a result ... Yuyao Technology said that they have canceled our sponsorship. And ... As previously discussed, the appointment of Yuyao Technology's CEO as a campaign consultant has also been cancelled."

Skou Yun said at the end, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Because she found that Ruan Mengmeng's face, those bright and glittering apricot eyes were fading a little bit.

Disappointed, flashed from the bottom of her eyes.

"Meng Meng ..."

"Okay, I see." Ruan Mengmeng pursed her lips, preventing Si Kouyun's words.

Li Junyu, really broke very thoroughly.

It was nothing to do with him after talking about her, and it really didn't matter to him anymore.

"On the audit team side, I still have to trouble you two. You both have stayed in the Student Union. You are more experienced and should be able to drag it?"

"Well, the review team promised that if new sponsors and consultants could be found by Friday, the application would be valid. If not ..."

If not, next week is the final election stage and Ruan Mengmeng's team is destined to be disqualified.

"I know. I'm bothering you, I'll find a way to find new sponsors and consultants."

Ruan Mengmeng said, and went upstairs carrying a schoolbag.

Footsteps are extremely fast, without stopping.

"Marshmallow, my brother certainly didn't order it on purpose. Would you like to call and ask, there might be some misunderstanding."

Li Junche followed, and for the first time he was convinced by his brother's emotional intelligence.

How can there be such a compelling girl.

He didn't know what his elder brother thought. If this was the means by which he forced Ruan Mengmeng to take the initiative to ask him to make peace with him, then he could only congratulate his elder brother.

"No, I won't call him." Ruan Mengmeng paused and turned back.

The dim apricot eyes just restored little by little, and became firm and energetic.

"Your brother is doing the right thing. I said I didn't care about him. He didn't have the obligation to help me ... it should be so clear."

Having said that, he ignored Jun Che and went straight upstairs to find Lao Gao.

*

And on the other side, in the office of Yuyao's president.

Dong Ling, who was waiting for the president's meeting, was standing beside Li Junyu.

"These words were passed on to the Zhixue review team?" The man, who had been silently rubbing his cellphone with his right hand, finally spoke.

Ling Dong stood aside, respectfully said, "Yes, Master, as you said, no word was leaked."

Li Jun Yumo, already gloomy, became a little bit colder.

Slightly rough thumbs touch the screen of the phone.

In this case, why hasn't the little milk cat called yet to confront him?