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The little fellow did not doubt his response and answered him fluently.

These questions were all part of the 100 questions that had to be asked for the interview. Before she came, her grandma and mommy had taught her at home.

Little Mianmian was so smart, of course she wouldn’t be wrong.

However, why did the teacher’s face turn even colder after she finished answering?

The little fellow didn’t understand and was about to break his head from thinking.

Li junyu’s gaze paused for a moment. then tell me again. Who’s your father? ”

my father is Jing Yichen, the most powerful man in the Golden Lion Group. He is super amazing!

The little thing quickly repeated what her Mama had said to her.

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw the pretty uncle’s face suddenly darken.

“Beautiful teacher, what’s wrong? Did Mianmian say something wrong, Yingluo?”

The little boy was a little worried about his teacher and asked with his head raised.

The man, who was almost suffering from internal injuries, suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly, ” “Yes, you’ve said the wrong thing.”

“What?” The little fellow blinked, not understanding the reason.

The man, on the other hand, said coldly,”your mother is not ruan Mengmeng, and your father is not Jing Yitian.” Remember, you’re not allowed to say anything in the future.”

His young girl’s name was still written in his household register.

Their names were still printed on the marriage certificate.

How could Jing Yichen be ruan Mengmeng’s husband?

Li junyu’s eyes darkened. He did not even need to check it himself to be sure that the so-called household register and birth certificate were all fake.

He looked at the little girl in front of him who looked like a young girl.

However, someone as rational as li junyu could see through the illusion with a single glance.

He was afraid that Mengmeng had gotten a little girl from somewhere and kept her by her side for some inexplicable responsibility.

The so-called parents were just a cover for the little one to enter wisdom kindergarten.

“You’re Yingluo, you’re talking nonsense Yingluo, pretty teacher is talking nonsense Yingluo”

At that moment, the sound of a little girl’s sobs interrupted li junyu’s thoughts.

He saw ruan Mianmian, who had just been ‘taught a lesson’ by li junyu with a dark face, blinking her wet almond-shaped eyes and crying pitifully at him with a face full of grievances.

Mama, I want Mama, Mama, Mama, Mama, pretty teacher is a liar. Mama is Mianmian’s Mama, Mianmian’s closest, most favorite person. Pretty teacher is a liar, Mama.

Ruan Mianmian was still a child after all.

For a four-and-a-half-year-old child, no matter how high the IQ test was, he would still be a child.

Or when it came to mathematics, recognizing words, or memorizing vocabulary, his brain was more useful.

However, for the young Mianmian, she had suddenly lost her biological mother and was thrown into a strange environment.

She only managed to calm down when she was with her aunt, whom she had become familiar with through the photos.

No matter how obedient and sensible little Mianmian was usually, a child’s heart was always fragile and sensitive.

Little Mianmian liked ruan Mengmeng the most. She had to hug ruan Mengmeng to sleep at night.

To her, ruan Mengmeng was her everything.

But now, this beautiful uncle was saying that ruan Mengmeng was not her Mama and did not allow her to call her Mama.

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“Mama is Mianmian’s Mama. Mianmian isn’t talking nonsense. Mianmian doesn’t have a Chenchen.”

you’re talking nonsense. Ruan Mengmeng is not your mother.

However, li junyu did not know how to coax a child at all. He continued to attack little Mianmian coldly.

On this issue, a certain tyrant was as stubborn as a child.

Even if he could not be together with Mengmeng openly, she was still his.

At least for now, she was his wife on the household register and marriage certificate.

Li junyu was still very insistent on this point when he was facing a little kid who did not know anything.

[next chapter, before 23:10]