Ruan Mengmeng must be his wife

The words that came out of Gu Xuan's mouth almost made ruan zhaotian's heart skip a beat.

Just as he was about to stop Gu Xuan and clear things up with him, his eyes suddenly swept over to the main table and saw his son-in-law's cold and indifferent face, which could be said to be frozen for thousands of years.

At that moment, Madame ruan was talking to li junyu.

When he was talking to ruan Mengmeng just now, the man's lips were still curved, but in an instant, he had become so cold.

Oh, you miss Mengmeng? then you can tell her yourself, Momo. ruan zhaotian's words that were about to stop him instantly changed and changed his mind.

Fine, fine, fine. If he wanted to do it, then he would do it. If he wanted to die, then he would die. It was none of his business.

To hell with 'father's dignity' to hell with 'I have to protect Mengmeng'

Ruan zhaotian looked at Gu Xuan and finally understood.