Who's afraid of whom in a competition of coldness?

"Strictly speaking, she is your cousin." A cold and deep voice came from the office door.

Immediately after, li junyu's extremely cold face appeared in ruan Mengmeng's line of sight.

She was facing the main door, and when she looked up, she saw li junyu's slender figure walking in.

Their gazes met in the air, and ruan Mengmeng's soft almond-shaped eyes flashed with a moment of joy.

When she came over just now, she was even prepared to teach li junyu a lesson and 'kick' him a few times.

However, after coming over and seeing him in person, he suddenly forgot his original intention.

The young girl subconsciously smiled when she saw her tyrant.

However, Huanhuan and Li junyu's deep black eyes flickered slightly, and they looked away from her little face without any reluctance.

The man's gaze shifted to Li Jingjing.

The girl's back was facing the door, and she had just turned her head to look at him.

"Big cousin!" Li Jingjing revealed a smile.