Pregnant with the flesh and blood of the Li family

The young girl's gasping successfully attracted the man's attention.

Li junyu stopped in his tracks and looked up.

His cold gaze passed through third brother and uncle Zhao and fixed on that slightly stunned and surprised little face.

The coldness in his eyes seemed to melt for a moment.

But it was only for a moment.

Li junyu's gaze only lingered on ruan Mengmeng's face for half a second before he shifted his gaze away, not staying there any longer.

He strode out of the room as if he did not see ruan Mengmeng.

Ruan Mengmeng's heart skipped a beat.

She saw li junyu's cold eyes sweep across her face, and she felt her entire heart sink into a chill.

This afternoon, he was still hugging her and kissing her intimately in the rain of falling sycamore trees.

But now, after only a few hours, he seemed to have changed into a different person.

He looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger.

His gaze was so cold that there was no warmth at all.