You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

After returning to Suyuan, Lu Yanmu went directly to the study, Song Yuan followed behind, with a rather solemn expression. Qing Mang was a little bit puzzled. It seemed that he hadn't seen Song Yuan behave like this for a long time, which seemed particularly strange.

Although there was something in his heart that he knew what was going on, it was just about their work. Qing Mang basically didn't bother, but he followed them without mixing up. Then he rushed into the kitchen and started the dinner. .

He said he was going to prepare a good dinner for him, and he couldn't break his promise. It was probably only this time that he would have the mind to prepare well. After another time, he probably didn't have such a good temperament.

Look at the performance of the old man today, so she passed this level as a fool?

Qing Mang was preparing dinner humming in the kitchen, and the air pressure in the study was a little lower here.

Standing in front of the desk, Song Yuan looked quite serious, lowered his head, did not look at Lu Yanmu, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

Lu Yanmu raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said coldly, "What does the old man know?"

At this time, Lu Yanmu looked rather indifferent, even with a bit of stern look. Song Yuan dropped his hands and dared not look directly at him, and replied in a low voice: "Nothing has been investigated yet, but if the old lady wants to investigate Gu The life experience of the young lady is not difficult. You will know about Gu's family."

He did give the old man some basic information about Gu Qingmang, but he basically mentioned her family background. I don't know if the old man has any doubts.

In the eyes of ordinary people, it is indeed a bit more ordinary, and there is no place to think about it, but Gu Qingmang's life experience is far less simple than that seen.

He still doesn't understand why San Ye insists on looking for Gu Qingmang. If her true identity is discovered, there will be no peace.

If it's an ordinary person, it's fine. However, with such an identity, San Ye insisted on bringing Gu Qingmang by his side. What was it for? It was obvious that the two had not had any contact before.

"Prepare the following things well, don't let people notice it, don't want this thing to be known to a third person, including Qingmang." Lu Yanmu's voice was cold, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed under his eyes.

Qingmang's affairs can only be kept to death. In this life, I only hope for the rest of life.

"Yes, I know, I will deal with it properly." Song Yuan replied.

Lu Yanmu waved his hand, "You go down first." It sounded a little tired.

Song Yuan agreed, and then evacuated the study that was shrouded in dullness.

After Song Yuan left, Lu Yanmu leaned back on the chair, his eyes falling at random on a certain place, stunned, and what appeared in his mind was the scene when he first met Qingmang.

He wore a white dress, a pair of star-like eyes, and the bottom of his eyes were as clear as spring water. His laughter eclipsed the surrounding scenery, and when he saw it, he engraved it in his heart.

Maybe everything is destined.

When Lu Yanmu went downstairs, he saw a small figure busy in the kitchen. His long hair was tied into a ponytail and flicked with the movement of his hand, which disturbed his heartstrings.

Qing Mang was busy in the kitchen, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Lu Yanmu, who was walking in with only his shirt and sleeves, and the movement of his hands paused.

The kitchen has been messed up by her, and the smell of oily smoke is so strong. His white shirt is probably going to be scrapped.