Hi, My Sweet Lil Moe Wife!-Chapter 9

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First Encounter With Young Master Li

A sweet and pretty young lady, her features as delicate as a doll’s, stood before the full-sized European mirror.

She had fair translucent skin, soft and tender cherry lips, and misty almond eyes that looked like they might speak.

The magnificent and sweet princess gown made her look even more innocent and adorable.

If they ignored the white bandage around her forehead and her cheek, which was slightly swollen despite the medication, she would look even more perfect.

“Miss, the Young Master is waiting for you. Please come with me.” The cold man with the gold-rimmed glasses looked at Ruan Mengmeng, his eyes sparkling with just a flash of admiration.

Even with these wounds on her face, she was still so beautiful.

The cold man’s gaze turned dark when he remembered who this girl was.

“Um, uh… Could you tell me who your young master is? Why does he want to meet me?” Ruan Mengmeng looked at the gown she was wearing, feeling a little shy.

She had no idea why he had saved her, and why he had dressed her in such a pretty dress.

“My name is Ling Bei. I’m one of the Young Master’s assistants.”

“Huh?” Ruan Mengmeng was rather lost. She did not ask for his name; she asked for his young master’s.

The cold man said expressionlessly, “You can call me by my name, Miss. Also, the Young Master’s last name is Li, and you’re in the Li Family home. As for why the Young Master wants to meet you… You’ll find out when you see him, of course.”

Ruan Mengmeng’s brain already stopped working when Ling Bei finished his sentence.

Li… L-L-Li… Their young master’s last name was Li?!

A pair of bottomless black eyes flashed through Ruan Mengmeng’s mind.

Could she really be that unlucky? Not only did Second Young Master Li not forget about last night after he woke up, he had somehow managed to remember enough about her to find her?!

Did her drug fail?

Ruan Mengmeng was on the verge of tears now.

In an instant, she forgot all about the betrayal and despair from the hospital earlier.

Ling Bei hurried her, so she reluctantly followed him out.

Meanwhile, Ruan Mengmeng quietly observed her surroundings. The Li Family’s mansion was simply enormous, just like a majestic palace.

Even if she could defeat every bodyguard in the Li Family, she would probably end up getting lost in this gigantic palace.

In that case, she had no choice but to obediently follow Ling Bei down the corridor.

After walking past several tall European arches and an extremely grand hall, they finally arrived at a large heavy door with gold edges.

“Knock knock—”

Ling Bei knocked the door politely. “Young Master, I’ve brought her.”

No one replied from inside, but the door opened by itself.

“Go on in,” Ling Bei reminded her in a low voice and gave her a push.

“Bam—”

She was pushed inside, and before she could even turn to look, the door closed behind her.

In an instant, the entire room mysteriously fell silent.

Ruan Mengmeng stood at the door with her head hanging low, feeling suddenly nervous.

What should she say when she saw Second Young Master Li?

Should she deny everything, or should she fall to his feet and plead for forgiveness?

Ruan Mengmeng’s mind ran a mile a minute while her head was lowered.

Even after such a long wait, though, she did not hear anything else.

She wanted to sneak a glimpse, but as long as Li Junting did not speak to her, she did not dare to raise her head either.

After all, she had… cough cough, forced herself on Second Young Master Li last night. In order to prove her sincerity, she obediently waited for Second Young Master Li to interrogate her.

However… Hmm… Why was he still so quiet?

Ruan Mengmeng could not hold it back any longer. She took a deep breath and raised her head directly.

She thought she would see Second Young Master Li, his handsome face looking utterly furious.

Instead, she saw a man emanating a cold and stern aura as he sat behind a vast desk, focusing all his attention on the documents at hand.