You’re Too Cold, My Tsundere Adonis

Xu Mo stared blankly at Gu Qingmang, shaking his third brother's face, went straight upstairs, and disappeared in the corner of the corridor.

Looking at the third brother's expression again, he was still always cold and cold. It seemed that there was no anger or irritation at all. Well, it turned out that the two of them got along with each other. It was amazing, and he couldn't understand it a little.

"Brother, aren't you angry?" Xu Mo asked Lu Yanmu's expression cautiously.

Lu Yanmu just raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly. There was no ups and downs, "What do you want to say?"

Xu Mo was so cold by Lu Yanmu's cold voice, he shrank his neck and shook his head, "Nothing, nothing."

Raising his hand to check the time, his voice was weak and weak: "The third brother, I don’t seem to have anything to do with Gu Qingmang, so I’ll leave first. Whoever tells the truth, I have to go home to make up for the rest. I was tossed last night. I was very tired and sleepy for one night, so I had to go home and rest quickly."

It may be because of some recognition of the bed. I didn't sleep well in Suyuan last night. I always felt the bed flustered. When I was woken up early in the morning, I always felt that my eyelids were fighting, and I was really sleepy.

You have to go to bed as soon as you are okay, or you will be in trouble if something goes wrong when you go to work.

Lu Yanmu just turned his eyes slightly, thinking of Qingmang's situation, and felt that there was nothing serious, so he nodded in agreement, "Well, let's go back, let Song Yuan send you?"

Xu Mo waved his hand, "Forget it, no, I'll just go back by myself, and it's not going to happen. Third brother still has to go to work, right? Let Song Yuan send you to you, which is more assured. The people around the third brother, I don't want to. Dare to move casually."

Lu Yanmu didn't insist anymore, so he let Xu Mo leave and went back, without saying that he wanted to send him back.

After Xu Mo left, Lu Yanmu went upstairs and pushed Qingmang's bedroom away, and found that there was no one in it. He shook his head and turned back to his bedroom.

Upon entering the door, Qing Mang was lying on his bed and sleeping just right, with only a small furry head exposed outside his body.

With a helpless sigh, she knew that she would not be honest and obedient, but just went to sleep.

She walked over gently, sat on the edge of the bed, and touched her head, with tenderness in her eyes.

I just sat quietly in front of the bed and looked at Qingmang for a long time. The surroundings were silent. Occasionally, I could hear the girl's even and shallow breathing. Looking at the face again, I felt very cute inexplicably.

He stretched out his hand and pinched her face lightly, then helped her tuck the quilt, and looked at it for a while, then walked out.

When Lu Yanmu went out, Song Yuan was already standing outside the door waiting for him. Seeing him coming out, he nodded to him, and shouted: "San Ye, all the top executives over there are here, and you can meet at any time."

Song Yuan received a call from Lu Yanmu early this morning, saying that no matter what excuses he used, all the board of directors would move back this morning.

When receiving this call, Song Yuan simply didn't know what to do.

It is important to know that the early board of directors is important. Although the Lu family holds more than half of the equity, these directors are also very backed. Even the old man sometimes gives a little bit of face.

What's more, this group of people holds shares in their hands. If they all get together, it is not impossible to push them.

It is not impossible for this group of old men to wait for the third master to have a meeting, but at least there must be a legitimate reason to postpone it without saying anything. What should he do?

He felt a little sad.