Mengmeng is my battle armor's biological granddaughter

"Who are you calling a liar?" The president of war victory held little Mianmian in his arms and looked at Shen LAN with a frown.

The gentleness, pampering, and patience he had shown ruan Mianmian earlier all turned into a sharp and majestic gaze at this moment.

Shen Lan's heart trembled as she felt a powerful pressure enveloping her.

She was used to attending high-end events and meeting big shots, but this was the first time that Yingluo was suppressed by someone to the point that she couldn't speak and couldn't breathe. Her knees were even trembling and her legs were weak.

Shen LAN subconsciously reached out to cover her chest. She could feel her heart beating rapidly under her palm.

"I said they're scammers." Under the president's strong and sharp eyes, she managed to squeeze out a sentence.

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could even explain, he saw the already cold and stern President of war victory suddenly narrow his eyes.