Chapter 194: Li Junyu, I hate you!

Li Garden, in the study.
Ling Bei stood next to Li Junyu and said, "Master, how can you promise Mrs. San, and give the old lady a birthday banquet in Yutang? Although this is a courtship between Mrs. 3, but if you do, Got it, she would be angry. "
Just now, Li Junyu ’s third concubine, that is, Mrs. Li ’s third wife, made a special phone call and said she was asking for her junior's junior. Can I have dozens of tables at Yutang next weekend? The old lady in the broken vase has sixty years of life.
When Ling Bei heard it, he thought that his young master would definitely refuse.
The old woman bullied the young lady and said she almost smashed the young lady's head with a vase.
Last time, if it wasn't for the third lady's plea, the young master would let the old lady suffer, and she wouldn't let her go like that.
But just as Ling Bei was settled, the young master of his family unexpectedly agreed to the request of the three ladies.
He also expressed generously that he could allocate 60 tables to the table and cut the cost by half.
Ling Bei was worried.
Li Junyu sat behind the desk, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and he could not see the mood.
"Go out ..." He glanced at Ling Bei.
"Little Master ..." Ling Bei wanted to persuade him again.
"I said, go out--" A tone that was stronger than before, chilling.
Ling Bei heard that this was a precursor to Li Junyu's anger.
He knew he had passed, and he shouldn't take the idea for the young master, but he was really worried ...
If the young master is messing around like this, if the young lady is annoyed, there will be a conflict between the two, and it will be the old lady who is in trouble.
Unfortunately, Ling Bei will never understand. The young master of his family will be so messy, all because of his bad ideas.
Just after Ling Bei left, Li Junyu calmly picked it up and put the phone on the table.
The slender fingers were holding the cold metal case, and the ink-colored cold pupil fell on the screen of the mobile phone.
I don't know how long to maintain this action, the dark screen flashed suddenly.
‘Rare little cats’…
These seven words appear on the phone screen.
The tight lip line of a man, unlike the previous coldness, evoked an arc without even being aware of it.
"Hey." He answered the phone, but his voice kept deliberately cold and indifferent.
On the other end of the phone, a soft and delicate voice from the girl came.
"Li Junyu, why was Ruan Jiaojiao's grandmother allowed to have a birthday party at Yutang?"
No man unexpectedly summed up.
Without his unexpected initiative, Coquetry begged.
Just don't call him ‘dear’.
Even now, even "Big Brother" is no longer called, dare to call his full name.
Li Jun's eyebrows froze slightly. Men who haven't been with girls like this for more than 20 years will never understand.
Why did he use Ling Bei teaching method to let the little milk cat take the initiative to find it, but the script is different from what Ling Bei said.
"Li Junyu, you answer me ... why promise them! You know, you know my relationship with them ..."
She always thought that Li Junyu was on her side.
However, when Mrs. Ruan said happily, Yutang's owner agreed, and she offered to offer, she really felt a pain in her heart.
She locked herself in the bedroom and beat Li Junyu angrily.
Her chest was full of anger and grievances, and she couldn't even tell whether she was annoyed by her father to give Mrs. Qin more birthday feasts, or Li Junyu promised them to live longer in Yutang.
"This is punishment."
After a long time, the man's cold voice finally came from the phone.
Thinking of today at the school gate, Ruan Mengmeng intimately led Mu Jingxing and ran away.
Li Junyu at the end of the phone had a deeper chill at the corners of his lips.
"Punishment ..." Ruan Mengmeng took a breath and felt deeply wronged.
"Where can I do badly ... why do you always want to punish me. Punish me ... fart-shares, kiss me even if it's fine, now I have to give Ruan Jiaojiao her grandma's face! Li Junyu , I hate you, I hate you the most! "
After speaking, the girl hangs up the phone.