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did that old-fashioned old man, Zhan Kai President, take the wrong medicine? why did he come to our li garden to cause trouble? ”

When li Junting heard Ling Xi’s words, he was the first to feel that he could not take it anymore.

His little Lingxi must have been bullied. Look at how calm his little face was.

and he even asked big brother to let little nectarine go. Why is he looking for little nectarine? it’s not like he has anything to do with little nectarine, Yingluo.

Before li Junting could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

She turned around and met a pair of cold almond-shaped eyes.

Ruan Mengmeng glared at him, “fierce Peacock, what did you just say?” Who are you calling an old-fashioned old man?”

So that’s what li Peacock had been saying about her grandfather in private. “F * ck, who did I say?” Li Junting was stunned by ruan Mengmeng’s fierce tone.

“I’ve already said that President Zhan, Yingluo, little peach. You don’t know that although President Zhan is fair and honest, he’s really old-fashioned. Did you get to know him because you went to the award ceremony the last time? let me tell you, stay away from this kind of old antique. I’ll bring you along with little antique.”

The young girl turned around and looked at li junyu with teary eyes. “Hubby, your brother is bullying me.”

Li Junting, “Yingluo.”

Holy sh * t, I’m really screwed this time.

What did he say? he didn’t dare to bully little nectarine. How could he be reported for that?

However, the next second, fierce Peacock realized in despair that his big brother’s cold Phoenix eyes suddenly sank.

Li junyu turned to look at li Junting with a condescending gaze. apologize to your sister-in-law.

Li Junting,”Yingluo.”

Oh my God, he must not be her biological son. She was already bullying him before she even married him.

Unfortunately, he had no choice but to lower his head.

Li Junting could only admit his mistake with tears in his eyes.

After he apologized, he heard the man’s cold voice again. also, don’t call him war victory President in the future.

“Yes, big brother, I understand. In the future, when we meet, I’ll respectfully address him as Mr. President. Even if he’s carrying an RPG and blocking our door, I’ll still have to respect him. This should be fine, right?”

“No,” li junyu said coldly.

“Yingluo can’t even do this? Why?” Li Peacock felt that his big brother was really an incapable ruler.

What did that demon concubine ruan Mengmeng do to his big brother?

because from now on, you have to address him as the war King President, Grandpa. The man’s face was expressionless when he spoke, and he did not seem to be joking at all.

Li Peacock frowned, ‘what’s with the title’ battle victory’s grandfather’?

Li junyu: ” it’s not battle armor’s grandfather President. It’s grandfather who wants you to remember to greet Mr. President when you see him in the future.

Grandfather?

Li Junting’s mind was even more confused now.

Although the few of them were old acquaintances, the Li clan and the Zhan clan were not close.

Why did he call the president of battle armor’s grandfather?

However, li junyu gave her an answer in the next second.

He put his arm around the girl’s shoulder and said in a low and gentle tone, which was completely different from when he was talking to li Junting earlier,

Let’s go, Mengmeng. Let’s go out and meet your grandfather. He’s old, and it’s easy for him to get tired from carrying rocket launchers.”

Grandpa, what are you doing?

At that moment, even Uncle Zhao and Ling Xi, who were standing at the side, could not help but be shocked, let alone li Junting.

When did miss Mengmeng’s grandfather become the president of war glory?

Did that mean that Mr. President had brought the rocket launcher here to settle the score with their young master?

She thought of the past few days, the young master who carried miss Mengmeng back to her room every day before it was dark, and the young master who did not let her out of his bedroom even when the sun was high in the sky.

Uncle Zhao could not help but secretly wipe the sweat from his forehead.

If the war God’s President knew that the young master was bullying his granddaughter, he wouldn’t really blow up li garden, right? [update complete.. See you tomorrow night at 8 0 ‘clock