1210 Just a little bit of concern, just a little bit
At Lishengâs high-level meeting, all the executives in the room looked at the man sitting at the head of the table with shocked eyes.
Young master Li rarely talked about private matters in meetings and would never allow anyone to disturb them.
However, this was nothing. What really shocked the other executives was that young master Li could make a call if he wanted to, but he actually asked all of them to leave.
This is very subtle.
Because of young master Liâs overbearing attitude, no one dared to say anything. They all got up and went out to take a break.
The man who was still sitting at the head of the table tapped his slender fingers on the table. After a moment of hesitation, he looked up.
âGive me the phone.â He was talking to Ling bei.
Ling bei immediately and respectfully handed him his phone.
Li junyu took the phone, swiped the screen with his long fingers, and looked at the text message interface that appeared on the screen.
[pass the phone to my brother. Tell him that if ran ran doesnât pick up the phone, his Mengmeng will be beaten to death!]
Her exaggerated tone and exaggerated words were just like second young master Liâs usual style.
Based on li junyuâs understanding of li Junting, there was a 90% chance that the text message was an exaggeration.
But even so, even though he was very certain in his heart, the manâs sharp eyebrows were still stained with a touch of irritation.
He had already left her life for an entire month.
He was trying to stay away from her and not disturb her. He had done his best.
Although he was still unwilling to let her see him and not forget him, he was suddenly willing to accept the media interview.
The impatience in li junyuâs dark eyes grew deeper and deeper.
He hadnât seen her for too long and had cut off all means of getting news of her.
Perhaps, something really happened to her and Wanwan wanted to show her some concern, just a little.
Before he could even think clearly, he had already called back.
By the time li junyu came back to his senses, li Juntingâs carefree voice could be heard from the other end of the phone. f * ck, Ling bei, youâre too pretentious. Youâre finally willing to call me, Yingluo.
âItâs me. Tell me, what happened?â Li junyuâs cold and indifferent voice interrupted second brotherâs words.
âYouâre disdaining the ice Mountain, how are you disdaining it?â
âI donât have time to chat with you. Letâs get down to business.â Li junyuâs voice was clear and cold, and there was obvious impatience in it.
He only wanted to care about ruan Mengmengâs condition now.
Li Junting,âthis Kasaya.â
Oh my God, how was he supposed to say that his text message just now was just nonsense?
Right now, right now
Li Junting turned to look at the set. The slapping scene had been filmed, and they were now filming the rest of the scenes.
âLi Junting, donât tell me that you made up that text message just now?â The manâs cold voice came from the phone. This time, it was cold.
The fierce Peacock was so scared that his throat became hoarse. He quickly explained, â âIâm not making it up. Little nectarine was really beaten up just now. They were filming and she was hit by ruan Jiaojiao.â
âHit by ruan Jiaojiao?â Li junyuâs dark brows were tightly furrowed, and there was a flash of worry in his deep eyes.
But the next moment, he realized that something was wrong.
filming can âkillâ people. Li Junting, do you think that youâre too happy now? â
Li Junting said,âmy Yingluo is not, big brother. My Yingluo is not.â
The fierce Peacock couldnât explain himself.
Saying that little peach was about to be beaten to death was just a metaphor that had been exaggerated.
How did he know that his Bing Shan actually took it seriously?
On the other end of the line, li junyuâs stern and cold face relaxed for a moment.
No one knew how lucky he was when he realized that everything was just li Juntingâs âprankâ, and he finally felt relieved.
âBig brother, itâs a misunderstanding. I just feel that Mengmeng is a little pitiful. Just now, master refused to shoutâ cut,âso I wanted to call you and ask you to talk to master.â Li Junting knew that he was in trouble and quickly tried to salvage the situation.
âAlthough Mengmeng is fine and wouldnât have been seriously injured by ruan Jiaojiao, Yingluoâs cute little face is still swollen. If you donât believe me, see for yourself, Yingluo.â
Li Junting immediately raised his phone and snapped a picture in ruan Mengmengâs direction. He then sent it to Ling beiâs phone.
When li junyu received the picture, he opened it and enlarged it.
The side profile of a young girl in ancient costume with her head slightly lowered entered his line of sight without any warning.
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